Southern Nights

It was a steamy-hot summer night about 1 a.m., just outside the Memphis city limits. Mosquitoes large as crop dusters droned and bit at will. I was running radar on one of the county back roads, notorious for being a speedway between local watering holes. ‘I should be able to collect a bit of revenue for the Sheriff's office and keep some other poor fool from having to blot up some drunk's body from the pavement after an accident,’ I thought as I sat in my cruiser – waiting.

‘Okay. Here comes a weaver now. Not much for speed, but there's definitely a bit of bobbing and weaving going on. Okayyyy little lady, I do believe I've gotcha!’

On go the blinking blue lights. She looked in her rear-view mirror, and shook her head in silent resignation as she pulled her car over, and almost ended up in the swale. 

"Okay Mam. Please stay in the car and hand your license and registration to me. Name?" 

“Lilly. Lilly Barrington"

“Miss Lilly. I watched you across that centerline 5 or 6 times in the last 1/2 mile. Your papers seem to be in order, however, I'd like to have you step out of your vehicle and walk down the centerline for me. I wouldn’t want to go releasing you and get my very own ass in a sling." 

"Officer, please, I haven't been drinking at all, I'm just really, really upset and need to get home. I'm not getting out of the car for you." 

"Missy, as an Officer of the law, I've asked you to step out. Why can't you." (I never was much for batting eyelashes and such, but she wasn't trying that maneuver.)

"I just left ... ah ... my gentlemen friend ... we'll he was my gentlemen friend ... and we had words ..." 

"Lady, get the heck out of the car and stop trying to bullshit me!" 
Okay!?" 

I opened the door and stepped back. She swung her (rather nice) legs out of the car and stood up very slowly. Only then did I realize that her dress was really just a long top, and she had nothing on underneath. She was bare assed, and, much to my delight, and her embarrassment, bald pussied as well. 

"Ahhhh, you seem to have a problem Mam... not the least of which is that I'm going to have to write you up for indecent exposure." 

"Officer, you're the one who told ME to get out of the car!" 

That wasn't the only problem she had. She had a trail of glistening moisture running from her pussy down her inner-thighs, and her right hand was literally soaking, along with the upholstery on the drivers side of the car. 

"Lady, do you need to use the bushes, I mean, do you need to relieve yourself?"

"That's what I'm trying to tell you ... I was driving with my fingers in me to try relieve this burning and I can't do it. It's driving me crazy!"

"Lady! That is NO way to be operating a vehicle. Some trucker goes by you and you'd cause an accident. What's the story here? (There had to be a story ... it was 1 a.m. and it was getting chilly, and her tits were starting to poke through her shirt! and her cunt was dripping down to her knee now!) And you're gonna have to convince me on this one!" (It was getting a bit difficult to stay objective ... with the musky smell of one turned-on lady hanging in the heavy summer night air!)

She was torn between her pride and arrest. She was a cute thing, and built, and this was obviously not something she did regularly. She was starting to jiggle and dance about a bit. 

"Hay, you're not "ON" anything now are you?? I could take you to the station and have you pee in a bottle for me to do some drug testing."

"I don't know ... I'm, I'm really not sure."

"Mam, if you're trying to push my patience ... you're doing a damn fine job of things. Talk in plain english, and talk fast. You're either gonna cause an accident out here or you're gonna freeze your cute little ass off, but somethings gonna give."

"I met Sal at the Memphis library ... I'm the librarian there. He'd been in several times and I thought it would be nice to meet with him socially. I was fine earlier. We were going to go out for dinner and he suggested a glass of wine at his house before we left. He had to change his shirt because he dropped some red wine on it, and by the time he came back I was feeling ... funny. Don't know much else how to say it."

"Yeah ... go on ... did you smoke or use any nose candy?"

"I DON'T do drugs!!!"

"Yeah, yeah. Keep going, it's getting colder out here."

"Well. Before we left I used the bathroom. When I came out Sal was watching me ... kinda observing me. I realized then that he'd put something in the wine because I really just like him and didn’t really want to DO anything with him and I realized that I was so turned on all of a sudden that I had everything I could do to keep my hands off him. It's so totally unlike me. But he was turned on too. I could see how rigid he was through his trousers ... and I just knew that it would take care of my ‘burning need.’ He smiled at me and showed me the way to his bedroom, pulled off his tie, and told me how he'd planned the perfect evening. He planned it all. I ran out of his place like a house afire before anything else could happen .... but now ... I can't stand it!!! ... I'm on fire and I can't begin to put it out ... and I'm dripping everywhere, and I couldn't even hold onto the steering wheel because my hands were too wet from fingering myself. But I can't cum."

She started to sob ... Damn I hate when they cry. I can never tell if they're pulling my chain or it's legit ... and I had a feeling by how she was crossing her legs and systematically squeezing her pussy lips that this lady was legit ... and I was in for a hell of an evening explaining this down at the station.

"Lady, you DO know what happened to you, don't you?! You WERE drugged!"

"I can only assume the bastard drugged me ... but I don't know what it was or how long it's going to last ... or if I'll ever stop leaking. I can't even tell if it's pee or not ... and my heart is racing ... and I need relief, ohmygod this feeling is awful!!!"

"I'd say it looks like a pretty sophisticated version of fly .. and that's gonna cause you some distress. Lasts quite a few hours. I'd say that he was a bit of a creep to assume that he could use you as his experimental fuck toy ... essentially without your permission. The stuff isn't exactly stable and dosages are usually for cattle, not ladies. Let's get you to the local hospital and have you checked out and see if there isn't anything they can give you to shorten the duration of this thing." I am NOT believing I’m saying this to a lady that’s looking like she’s looking, and smelling like she’s smelling.

I led her to the cruiser and opened the back door. I’d put my hand on her head to protect it as she got in. Before I knew what was happening, she was laid out across the back seat with her legs spread wide, fingering herself madly. "Oh fuck!" (now THAT sounded strange coming from the librarian's mouth!) "Oh please, you've got big hands, please finger fuck me, if I don't come, I'll go out of my mind."

"Lady, it will only make it worse, trust me on this one. Besides you do realize you're soliciting an officer of the law and that carries some pretty stiff penalties!" 

"Stop being so fucking virtuous and fuck my cunt, shit … I need to get fucked and cum, please, please help me out." The lady was actually bubbling at the pussy ... and it smelled great ... and there's nothing, nothing I love more than eating pussy ... and ... hell, I'm there to protect the innocent ... and she was that ...’til the bastard try to take her for a ride ... sooooo asshole, stop being so "by the book" and help the lady out. Hell, help yourself out ... you're ready to rupture you're so damn hard.

I pushed her further into the cruiser, slid down onto my elbows and burried my face in her soaking snatch. Gawd but she tasted great. It took me quite a bit of time to suck her juices off to a point that I could suck and drag on her totally engorged and enlarged clit. Man, It must have been 3/4 inch long and could have fucked MY dick hole with it. Hummmmm baby, come to papa ... I sucked it in and tongued it for all I was worth. She grabbed onto my head, screamed something I couldn't translate with her soft thighs blocking my ears, and humped my mouth until I felt her whole body spasm, and felt her cunt lock around the two fingers I had slid into her. Man I wish it was my cock in there instead of just my fingers. I picked my head up and egged her on. 

“Come on honey, you can do it. Give it up now. You'll feel better. Come on now CUNT, fuck my fingers and come."

"More, please, more I need to be filled up, fuck me!”. 

I didn't have a damn bit of protection with me, and I sure as hell wasn't going to risk knocking her up. “Can't do it honey. You're going to have to settle for my tongue or fingers.” She opened her eyes and begged me with a look. 

“Pleeeeeeaseeeeeeeeee!!!”. Her pelvis was pumping thin air, and I was ready to explode watching her. What a ride this would have been. 

"Okay darlin, I think I might have come up with a solution." I grabbed my nightstick ... good ol' Lexan to the rescue. "Open wide darlin and let me know how this feels." I slid about 9 inches of the 14 inch club into that raw, red, soaking cunt. I had plenty to hold on to, and she was riding that club like a cock. She arched her back and was humping hard. I was impressed. Nope, she wasn’t quite there. 

"Damn I can't get there ... oh god I can't come, oh shit I need relief ...." and she fucked faster. Desperate for her, I leaned down and clamped her clit between my thumb and the club. It was hard as a mini pecker. She screamed, looked up at me, her eyes rolled back in her head and I watched her cunt try to suck that club inside her as she poured her cum all over that stick, and my hand. 

"I'd say we got you there sweetheart." 

She was out cold. I slowly pulled the club out of her pussy, and leaned in to the cruiser to clean her up. I cleaned my face and moustache up, and headed for the local hospital. 

Maybe I'll just take her home. Lot's less paperwork, and my shift ended 1/2 hour ago!