I'm Ever So Sorry Officer

In 1996 in a small farming town famous for fuck all, in the middle of the arse end of nowhere. Dana had just finished putting her younger brother to bed. It was Friday night most other eighteen year olds would be out trying to party, or at least have some kind of plans but not Dana. There was only one hangout spot in town and she had no interest in running into her ex and his new blonde bimbo, big tits, girlfriend that he had cheated on her with. He had achieved the status of a walking cliché. She wasn't even a natural blonde, you could see her roots from a mile away.

Dana had a pretty face, she was pale, slender with a narrow waist, above wide hips with a heart shaped ass on top of her long legs. While her breasts were on the smaller side, she could easily have bleached her choppy shoulder length dark hair with bangs if her ex had asked nicely. When she thought about it, that probably had not mattered. Their relationship was over and she didn't want him back.

Since her brother was in bed, and the need to closely supervise a child was over, she dressed for bed and retrieved the joint she had saved for tonight. Her bedwear was just a massive, oversized, iron maiden t-shirt that went to just above her knees, she didn't bother with underwear it was comfier that way. She was about to take her piercings out when her parents came back early. Clearly in the midst of a screaming argument. She couldn't smoke it inside now, they would smell it.

She decided to take her old worn out car to the back road at the edge of the farm. She could smoke in peace and quiet there. She slipped on a pair of boots, grabbed her keys. She walked past her parents who barely registered her presence.

"Going for a drive, Devon's asleep or he was. See ya." She gave a sarcastic wave on her way out, slamming the door.

She hopped in her car. Making the short drive to the back road. Nobody ever drove through here; it was as private as she could get. She parked up, turned out the lights but kept the radio and the heater on as she lit up. She lounged back and took it into her lungs. She listened to the rock radio station, blissing out as they started to play some Metallica.

She didn't know why she hadn't done this sooner. It was comfy and there was no risk of her parents walking in and catching her. By three quarters of the way through the joint, she had reached that fun, floaty, feeling where 'it's all good', she just wished she had thought about snacks. She also found herself missing her ex, well not him. A specific part of him. For all his faults he had always been good at 'that'. Now she was really in the mood for it.

As she sat back, puffing away. Closing her eyes, trying to concoct an enticing fantasy.

When she heard a tapping at the window. She opened her eyes to look out the window. It was the new police officer who had recently moved to town. Shining a torch through the window at her, he was clearly on duty.

'Shit!' Dana eloquently thought.

The second she opened that window he would immediately know what she had been smoking. He knocked on the window again, he became more insistent. She relented, rolling it down. As soon as she did he scrunched up his nose. He was in his mid twenties, tall, broad shouldered, short curly dark hair, olive skin, deep brown eyes, and he had a kind of handsome face with some stubble. He shined his torch in Dana's blue eyes.

Then he spoke in a deep voice that commanded obedience.

"I was going to ask what you're doing out here all alone this late at night. But based on the smell and how dilated your pupils are... you were clearly smoking a joint... which you are literally still smoking as we speak."

Dana hadn't even noticed she was still taking idle puffs on it.

"Fair enough... what's the procedure here? Do I give it to you or..."

He sighed. Stepping backing back from her door.

"Miss, step out of the vehicle."

She put down her joint, opened her door, stepped out and closed it behind her.

"Turn around, hands behind your head." He ordered.

Dana huffed as she complied. "Really? It was just a joint, dude."

He stepped up to her, pulling each one of her wrists behind her back and locking them in a set of handcuffs.

"So you had absolutely no plans to drive anywhere... after you got high in your car... with your engine running." He logically pointed out.

She rolled her eyes as she couldn't fault him on that one. He marched her to the front of the car and let her lean back on the hood while he reached back inside the car to grab the remainder of her joint and put it in a plastic baggie. As he walked over to his own car and opened the door, she made her excuses.

"I wasn't going to drive, my house is just over there. I was going to walk back and pick up my car when I was sober."

He put the baggie in his car and pulled out what looked like a flat black paddle. Then started walking back over.

"Then why didn't you just smoke it in your house if it's so close?" He raised an eyebrow, wearing a spurious expression. He clearly didn't believe her.

"I live with others who aren't cool with it, that's why. I was trying to be considerate. I just wanted to have a smoke in peace and quiet." She pleaded.

He smirked. "Sure."

He waved the black paddle over her back where it remained silent, then waved it over her front where it loudly beeped and let out synthesized squeals. Was it a metal detector?

"Okay." He huffed. "What are you hiding under here?" He said with annoyance.

Before she had a chance to protest or explain he whipped up the hem of her t-shirt to look underneath. Both of them stood there in stunned surprise. She, because she had remembered far too late she wasn't wearing underwear. Him, because the woman who he thought was hiding some kind of weapon or contraband... was actually completely naked underneath and had her nipples, belly button and clitoral hood pierced. Completely visible with her shaved skin down there. Even with this job, this was a new one for him.

He let go of the shirt letting it fall down and stepped back. A full minute of awkward silence passed between them.

"Even your clit!?" He asked in shocked confusion, the commanding aspect of his voice slipping.

Despite the surprise Dana was too high to feel much shame right now, she answered honestly. Like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Oh, yeah. You'd be surprised at just how much better it makes getting oral. Really helps to make me tremble."

He saw a twitch on his face. A dark and hungry look entered his eyes.

Even in her altered state of consciousness Dana saw an opportunity to get out of these handcuffs and if anything... the handcuffs made the whole prospect kinda kinky. Time to see if she could really get him going.

"Like even the ones on my nipples feel good if you play with them... and check it out." She stuck out her tongue and showed off the piercing she had there as well. "That one is so much fun, not for me specifically... but... you know." She playfully giggled.

His eyes widened, clearly breathing a bit more deeply. But he managed to refocus himself. "Regardless, I'm going to need to take you down to lock up. At the very least for possession, if your address is that house over there I'm willing to believe you were just going to walk back."

She sat back on the hood of her car. Speaking in an inviting sultry manner.

"Aww, man, that's a real shame. Because the thing is when I get high as I am now... which you are right officer makes me a very, very, bad, girl... I just get so ridiculously in the mood, like I am just aching to be touched. If I go to lockup I won't be able to deal with that urge at all, will I? What do you say, officer? Fancy helping a girl out? I bet it would make you feel so much better." Giving him a coquettish grin.

He let out a bemused huff, but his eyes looked even darker, looking her up and down as though he was already planning how he was going to do it. "Do you really think I am going to just let you off by putting on this little display?"

Keeping up her enticement.

"Oh, I think you misunderstood, Officer. I don't want you to 'let me off'... I want you to get me off. Maybe you'll go easy on me... but frankly I hope you won't... that you'll be hard and merciless." Giving him a flirtatious smirk as she pulled her legs up, spreading them wide for him to see.

He drew closer to her. So close she could feel his warm breath on her face. "Should I add a charge of indecent exposure?" His tone implied he had taken the bait.

He yanked up the hem of her shirt, tucking it into her collar. Fully exposing her skin to the night air. He tossed the metal detector to the side. Running his hands up her waist to her chest, teasing his thumbs over her nipples. Already hardened from the cool night air, curiously fiddling with the small metal bars threaded through. Sending little tingles between her legs, she looked at him, biting her lower lip.

He slid his hands down between her legs, smirking at her. He rubbed his fingers over her vulnerable clit, causing her to suck in air through her teeth before she let a sighing moan.

"Looks like I should probably perform a cavity search."

He traced the fingers of his other hand against her folds, before sinking two fingers inside and pumping them in and out. Caressing them along that sweet spot inside. Soon causing her to breathe faster and let out a series of mewls.

He sniggered. "Would you mind explaining how you are soaking down here when I have barely started?"

He pumped his fingers in faster and sped up the movement on her clit. She writhed, jerking her hips from his touch. Unable to contain her moans as she looked at his face. Looking at her with barely contained lust. She actively humped his fingers, wanting them deeper.

He chuckled. "Oh, you want it so bad don't you? What a naughty girl."

He pulled his fingers out of her, continuing to tease her clit. Making her whimper with need.

"You want something deeper in you? Then you need to show me what your tongue can do." He growled.

Dana nodded. He removed his fingers, helping her off the hood and lowering her to her knees. He dragged his thumb over her lips as he unfastened his trousers. Pulling out his cock and seeing her eyes widen in delight. He teased his tip against her lips, she kissed it, giving it some playful licks before she dragged her tongue along to the base. Then brought it back up along his underside, caressing it with the metal ball on her tongue. Making him shiver as she parted her lips around his tip, taking him into her mouth. She slowly bobbed up and down, taking more of him with every pass. She stopped descending any further when she reached halfway, he was already at the back of her mouth. She kept bobbing to that depth, encouraged by his groans.

He ran his hands through her hair, pushing it away from her face. Clasping in it one hand at the back of her head while the other stroked his fingers across her cheek. Thrusting into her mouth he started to grunt. The tongue piercing felt amazing, she continued to massage it along his underside as he pushed it into her mouth. He felt his legs and hips start to shake. Dana couldn't believe how turned she was, watching his face filled with bliss as he panted.

He tensed up, letting out a final groan before he sprayed the back of her throat when his balls pulled up. Breathing heavily as he withdrew from her mouth. She held his come in her mouth before swallowing. Making sure he saw, his gaze darkening further.

Still holding her, he pulled her back up, pushing her onto the hood. Pulling her thighs up and spreading them, before burying his face between them. Licking her folds, running his tongue up and down. Teasing her, before flicking his tongue over her defenceless clit. She was thrumming as he caressed her, aching as he growled. Wrapping his lips around it and sucking, making her squeal. Sweeping his tongue over as he sucked. She trembled, shaking her hips as she ground against his face. He held her thighs firmly, keeping her still. There was no escape, no option but to enjoy what his lips and tongue were doing to her.

Her clit twitched, in his mouth. He sped up his tongue and sucked harder. She flailed her legs before clamping them around his head as he made her come. Her muscles tensing up, back arching, letting out a shriek as rapture shot up her spine, spreading through her. She released his head as he came down, relaxing, appreciating the cool air on her hot skin.

He raised up from between her legs, she felt him tease the tip of his cock against her pussy, primed to thrust in. Gazing down at her with a hungry almost feral look.

"You have the right to remain silent... but we both know you are going to moan for me... anything you do say... better be telling me how good it feels or begging me to fuck you harder. Do you understand?" He grinned lasciviously.

"Yes Officer." She purred.

He sank his cockhead inside before grabbing her hips and lifting them off the hood so he could fully stand. Then fully thrust himself inside, buried up to the hilt, their hips smacking together.

Dana cried out, she had never felt so full. Her shoulders pressed into the hood, the pose he put her in pressing him against that sweet spot within. He began to pull his hips back then slap them into hers. Each thrust made her moan as he filled her. Her insides hugged around him as he drove pleasure inside. That blissful expression on his face again as he adjusted his grip, grasping her ass in his hands.

"Yeeessss!... Please... fuck me... harder Officer... you feel... so good!" She mewled.

He chuckled and began slamming his hips into her. She wrapped her legs around him, looking up with begging eyes as they began to go half lidded and glaze over. Her mouth left slightly open to let out the moans his cock was forcing out of her.

He leaned over clamping his lips around a nipple, rolling the bud and the metal bar over his tongue. Relishing watching her squirm and moan beneath him. He released his lips and did to the other nipple, liking how it made her quiver around him. It then gave him an idea.

He lowered her ass back onto the hood before lifting one of her legs onto his shoulder. Rolling her onto her side, he rested a knee on the hood behind her, then began pounding again. Flicking the fingers on his other hand over her clit had been an excellent choice, as she squeezed around him. Letting out shaky mewling moans as he fucked her.

With her leg secure on his shoulder he snaked a hand through her hair twisting his fingers in it forcing her to look at him. The fingers on his other hand were still mercilessly stimulating her clit, with her legs spread wide, while he reached deeper than any before. She met his eyes.

"Look at... my badge... what does... it say?" He growled.

"Officer Garcia!" She whined.

"That's right!" He growled again through clenched teeth.

"Please... I'm almost... there, harder... Officer Garcia!" She choked out in between a series of mewls and whines.

"Apologise... for being... a bad girl... and seducing... a police officer... with your... sopping wet... pussy!" He groaned.

"I'm so sorry... for being... a bad girl... and... seducing you!" She cried out.

"With what?" He growled.

"My ... sopping... wet... pussy!" She whined through pants.

"Good girl."

He moved his hips even faster, their hips slapping together sounded like applause. Dana devolved into a series of guttural animal moans. Officer Garcia was all that mattered, the way he was hammering into her made the world fall away. Everything went fuzzy, slowly going white as her eyes rolled back. Her finish was fast approaching and promising to be magnificent.

After a few more thrusts it happened. Her whole body drew taut, back arching, toes curling. Letting out a scream as euphoria exploded within, soaring through her, shooting up her spine into her synapses. Her insides clamped and spasmed around Officer Garcia, wrenching him to his release. He buried himself deep one last time, his balls pulling up as his come was milked from him, letting out a final groan. His legs feeling weak, his muscles screaming from the exertion.

They both stayed there for a moment. He remained buried in her wet warmth as the pair of them tried to catch their breath. He eventually pulled out, unhooking her leg from his shoulder. He unlocked the handcuffs, freeing her wrists from behind her back, letting her sprawl out on the hood. Her legs slightly parted, he watched his come dripping from between her legs. He pulled his trousers up and refastened them.

"I'll let you off with a warning. Don't let me catch you with weed again." He warned, his voice sounded tired.

"Thanks." She huffed. "But will I only get that kind of treatment from you when I do something bad?" She asked in a sultry tone finishing in a giggle.

He drew closer to her, stroking his thumb over her chin while the other pulled her t-shirt back down.

"You don't have to be a bad girl for me to treat you like one. How about you give me your name and number, and next time we do it in a bed. I can bring the handcuffs if you ask nicely?"

She gave him a large playful grin.

End