Officer Phone Sex Fantasy: Routine Stop to Roadside Fun – Part 1

Hello, lovelies. Welcome to my blog! This week I decided to write about what I’d like to think could happen if I was out driving too fast late at night and got pulled over. In this police officer phone sex fantasy, we’ll see just how far some people take this.

The car rumbled around me, barely audible when my music was off.

It didn’t take long to get back on the freeway once I pulled out of the gas station. The road in front of me was illuminated by my headlights and the last rays of light while the sun sunk past the horizon. I had a ways to go before I’d reach my destination.

“Highway to hell” started pouring from my speakers as I drove along, and I made sure I was only going 8 miles above the limit.

As the trees next to me moved from Juniper and small shrubs to an increasingly thick treeline made up of pine and maple trees.

By that time it was dark out, and the number of cars on the road was dropping. According to my phone, I’d arrive at 3:30 am. I bit my lip. While it was late, it meant that I’d have the road almost completely to myself.

The last of the cars were disappearing, taking their turn-offs, leaving me alone, my headlights cutting through the dark as I drove. I looked at my speedometer. While I liked driving I did want to get at least some sleep before the next day. And with the road so open….

I pushed my foot on the gas, watching the needle move to 80, then 85, then 90….

Soon I was pushing 100. I knew I should slow down, that even if I wasn’t worried about an officer pulling me over there was always a chance that a deer, elk, or bear could have wandered into the road in the darkness up ahead. And at this speed, there would be no way for me to stop in time.

But I kept going. Not only did it mean I was shaving time off my trip, but the feeling of driving this fast along the dark highway was exhilarating. The rumble of the car, the speed, the isolation… Altogether I was starting to feel a little hot and bothered. It didn’t help that the next song that played was “Crazy Bitch.”

I was in my own world, singing along.

Man,  I would fuck soooooo good if I could right now. Biting my lip, I made a split-second decision and started pulling my skirt up. Pulling my panties to the side as I slid a finger through my slit. I was wetter than I had thought.

Bringing my fingers to my clit I started to rub it as I drove. Getting closer and closer to cumming, pressing even further on the gas pedal. Fuck I was so close I knew I was going to cum any second.

And then there were other lights on the road behind me flashing blue and red.

God fucking dammit I said out loud as I slowed down, pulling my hand out of my panties. Once I was stopped, and the cop car was too, I started wiggling my thong down my legs. I had it off and on hand along with my license and registration before the officer arrived at my window. I knew it was probably a long shot. And that it could be taken as attempted bribery. But I was hoping it worked. With how fast I’d been driving it wouldn’t just be a misdemeanor.

I rolled my window down.

 

I hope you enjoyed part one of this week’s officer phone sex fantasy! If you can’t wait until Friday to find out how it ends, and some extra’s exclusive to the audio version you can buy it right here. And if you need some more sexy reading, check out my friend Aria’s blog on her own officer fantasy right here.

 
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