Kinky and Wet Cop Sex

Kinky and wet cop sex is off my bingo card…

Kinky and wet cop sex wasn’t on my bucket list but I am glad I checked it off. It had been a long day and all I wanted to do was go for a drive to relieve some stress. First, I stopped to get coffee before hopping on Highway 101. The road was wide open as I sped around the curves of the ocean cliffs. The sunset was beautiful and I pulled over to take some pictures.

As I was getting back into my car the blue and red lights flashed behind me. Then I noticed the restricted area sign. This was just my luck today. So, I stay outside of the car to be safe. The beams blinded me and all I could see was his silhouette in the shadows. He was trim and taller than me, he stepped closer and I could see his dark hair and strong jawline. It was his dark eyes that were most striking, however, a slight glint of a sadist in them. Butterflies found their way to my stomach and all thoughts vanished except for the possibility of kinky and wet cop sex.

“Do you want to tell me what you are doing in a restricted area, ma’am?” He growled as he looked me over.

“I was just taking pictures of the sunset sir. I’m sorry I didn’t see the sign until now” I managed to stammer.

“I am going to need to see your license and registration. Also please place your phone on top of the car.” He said in a cool tone.

I looked at my phone and saw there was no service.

Reluctantly I placed it on top of my car. As I lean in my window I do my best to pull my skirt down thinking about how he could take me and have kinky and wet cop sex right now. After all, I am not wearing any panties underneath. This was not my day as I saw my wallet was not there.

“I don’t have my wallet. I stopped to get coffee and must have left it there. It has my registration card in it as well.” I felt myself sigh. There was no cell service and I couldn’t call to confirm. I couldn’t even call my kinky delivery driver who is now my best friend.

“So you have no ID or vehicle registration, you are in a restricted area and you were taking pictures of the restricted area…. Ma’am I am going to need you to place your hand on the vehicle and spread your legs.” The officer commanded.

He reached into my car and grabbed the keys.

It looked like something caught his attention but I couldn’t be sure. Next, he locked my car and placed the keys in his pocket before grabbing my phone. I gave him my code so he could ensure that the pictures I took were just of the sunset. And then the realization of horror crossed my mind that there were other types of pictures in my gallery. This day was getting worse by the minute but maybe kinky and wet cop sex could distract him.

“Ma’am I am going to need to search you for protocol purposes. Also, to confirm that your pussy is as sweet as it is in your pictures…” he stated with a seductive glint in his eyes. My pussy was dripping as he traced his fingers along its lips and tasting my juices.

It was then I knew I wouldn’t fight this kinky and wet cop sex…

He started at the ankles slowly tracing his hands up my legs before lifting my skirt and caressing my bare ass. Slowly he pulled my hands behind my back and cuffed them tight enough to bite a little. He nipped my neck as he pulled his zipper down and thrust his cock into my cunt. Between thrusts, he growled, “you are mine now.”

All I could do was moan at the sweet pleasure and pain. This kinky and wet cop sex was the release I need. To be taken and know that I belonged. I want to give in and to be claimed and marked.

I could feel my climax rising with each pump of his cock. He was gripping my breasts tightly and he bit the back of my neck breaking the skin slightly, letting the blood trickle down. Marked now by my kinky and wet cop sex, when he whispered in my ear that my ID is under my seat.

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