Honey Franklin was driving her candy apple red Corvette way too fast down a two-lane Mississippi back road one hot and steamy afternoon. 

Because of the weather, she had removed the two glass roof panels and was running it as a t-top convertible to keep it a little cooler. 

All of a sudden, out of nowhere, she heard the wail of a siren coming up fast behind her. 

"Shit, shit, shit!" she said to herself as she took her foot off the floor and the car began to slow down, eventually stopping alongside the road. 

Thankful she had remembered to put her seatbelt on, she waited apprehensively for the officer to get out of his patrol car and come up to lecture her on her driving.

"License and registration please," he said matter of factly.

"Why officer? What did I do?" she feigned ignorance.

"You were speeding and you failed to stop at that intersection back there," he said.

"Oh officer, I'm sorry, but I am in a terrible hurry! You see I have to..." she started.

"I'm sorry miss, but you still need to obey the laws. You should have left earlier," he said.

"Do you know who I am? My father is a very rich lawyer in Atlanta!" she huffed indignantly.

"That may be miss, but you are in Mississippi now and according to this state, you were speeding and driving recklessly," he said coolly.

She changed her tactics and pleaded with him. "Please officer, I have too many tickets as it is. If I get another one, Daddy will take away my car! I'll just die if I can't drive!" she said.

"I seriously doubt you will die without a car. You might be inconvenienced; you might be embarrassed to be driven around, but I don't think that not having a car is a fatal condition!" he said. "Now wait right here while I run your license and registration."

He went back to his car to radio in the information. On the way back to her, she watched him in the mirror. He was handsome in a rugged sort of way, and she had noticed that her car door was just low enough she could see a tempting bulge in the front of his uniform pants. She got a sexy, if not audacious, idea...

As he walked slowly back to her car, she unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her cropped cami top. She had cut the already cropped top so that it ended right at the bottom of her ribcage, exposing her navel and midriff and teasing the boys mercilessly. 

She had been gifted with a very generous set of tits and she knew the boys she hung around with sure appreciated when she showed them off. Perhaps this officer might go easy on her if she played up to him. 

She moved her long blonde hair out of the way to give him a good view down her top and made sure her seatbelt didn't obstruct his view either.

"Well young lady, you were right–you do seem to have a heavy right foot! I ran your license and you have quite the history! I think Daddy buying you a sports car was an error in judgment–you should have gotten something smaller and less powerful, like a bicycle!" he said.

"I'm very sorry, officer..." she said, trying to read his nameplate.

"Brady. It's Officer Brady," he said.

"Well, I'm sorry officer Brady. I don't know why I can't seem to drive slower!" she said, shaking her tits a bit and showing them off.

"You know officer, I've always admired a man in uniform and you do look good in yours. I would really appreciate it very much if we could work something out so I could avoid that nasty ticket. I mean, it's a lot of paperwork for you I'm sure, and I can't afford to get another ticket. Can't you just let me go with a warning this time... pretty please?"

As she looked up into his mirrored sunglass covered eyes, she used a red-clad finger to softly tease the bulge which sat just even with the top of her door. 

She licked her lips suggestively and she thrust her tits out further for him. Yes, she knew she was hot and she wasn't afraid to use that to her advantage!

"Step out of the car miss," he said without a hint of emotion. Not knowing what, if anything, her words and brazen flirting had done, she opened the door and got out of the car. 

"Please move around to the rear of the car. Is there anything in this car you want to tell me about before I search it? Any drugs or alcohol or anything?" he said, very professional and businesslike.

"No Sir. I'm only twenty years old and I can't drink until next June when I turn twenty-one. And I don't use drugs of any kind," she said. "I don't even smoke... Daddy won't allow that since he is an ex-smoker himself."

"That's good. Now stay right there and don't move until I'm finished," he said sternly. He began looking through the car, searching for anything that might add to her already serious charges. After about five minutes of searching, he didn't turn up anything more.

"Okay, now step back around here," he said. She moved back to the side of the car next to him. He immediately put her hands on the car hood and spread her legs in the classic frisking stance. "Now do you have anything sharp that might hurt me?" he asked.

"No sir," she said.

"All right then. I'm going to have to search you now. Normally, we would have a female officer do this, but since we are here by ourselves and we don't have a female officer on duty today, I'm going to have to do it," he said.

As he began patting her down, he continued. "Your little seduction act has not gone unnoticed, young lady. And under ordinary circumstances, you could get in a lot of trouble for your shameless behavior. 

"But it just so happens you caught me on a good day. You see, my girlfriend, or should I say ex-girlfriend, broke up with me about two months ago, and I haven't had any... 'companionship'... since then. And I am used to having it at least once a week or more if I can. So I am feeling a bit testy if you know what I mean.

"You tell me that you can't afford to get another speeding ticket or you will lose your car. And we are out here on the edge of the county all by ourselves. 

"So I will make a deal with you. You help me with my problem, and I will let you off with just a warning. No ticket, no points against your license, not even a record of this whole traffic stop. Do we have an agreement?"

"W-what would I have... to do?" she gulped. Maybe this was a bad idea after all! While she wasn't a virgin anymore, she wasn't exactly worldly in matters concerning sex, either. And she knew that there were some pretty twisted people out there! What had she gotten herself into?

"Relax, hot stuff. I'm not talking about anything too out there. Just the regular fucking and sucking. Maybe I will take your ass, but nothing that will cause any harm to you or screw you up for any future boyfriends. I'm not a sick pervert or anything," he said. 

Then he moved up close behind her between her spread legs and pressed his crotch into the cleft in her tight short shorts. At the same time, he reached up and cupped her generous tits, one in each hand, and gave them a good squeeze. 

"Besides, something tells me you'll really like what I'm about to do to you," he whispered in her ear.

Honey moaned at his words and the hands mauling her tits. She wriggled her ass as she felt his bulge pressing into her. It had been an aggravatingly long time since she had gotten her fill of hard man-meat too. 

A young girl like her, used to having any guy she wanted, didn't handle not getting stuffed for an extended period of time. Her own libido was in overdrive as well, and his hands roaming all over her were not helping!

She was already somewhat attracted to him before she ever got out of the car, and flirting with him had only accentuated her attraction. Now, with his hands on her and the suggestion of carnal pleasures burning in her brain, her pussy was leaking like a broken faucet.

Hearing her moan told him what he needed to know. "You like what I'm doing don't you, Honey. You like the feel of my hands on your tits and the feel of my cock against your ass. 

"Just imagine how it will feel inside you... deep in your hot wet pussy! Do you want that? You want me to fuck you till you can't walk or even think straight, don't you?"

"Yesss..." she moaned.

He reached up and grabbed a handful of her blonde hair hauling her head back and forcing her to stand upright. At the same time, he grabbed a wrist with his other hand bending her arm behind her back and holding it there. 

"Yes, you do," he agreed, "Young horny sluts like you are always looking for their next cock! Well, I'm going to give it to you, and afterward, you'll have a hell of a time finding anything that compares. 

"I'm going to ruin you for any of the boys you hang around with. I'm not one of those awkward, fumbling boys that you normally tease–I know my way around a pussy. When I'm done with you, you won't want to go back to those young guys you used to date!"

His gruff, authoritative tone and dirty talk were just what Honey needed. Her mind was reeling and the fire in her pussy was raging now. It was all she could do to stand upright and she needed his firm grip to keep from crumbling into a panting heap on the ground.

"Pleeease... " she whined.

He grabbed her upper arm and walked her over to his patrol car. "Get in," he ordered. Honey got in wondering what he was doing. Was this all just a trap to get her into the car? Was he really serious about fucking her? She had no idea, but she wasn't in a position to argue either way.

"We can't do anything here, it's too out in the open. Someone could come by and interrupt us. I'm going to take you someplace where we can have some privacy," he said. 

This didn't make Honey feel any better. She was from Atlanta, a major city. She knew that there were people out there that would take advantage of a situation like this and could really do terrible things to her. 

And just because this guy wore a uniform and a badge didn't necessarily make him a good guy. She could only hope that his intentions were what he said they were–that he was just a horny guy looking to get a piece and would then honor his promise to let her go.

He watched her in the rearview mirror glancing up at her from time to time as he drove. He could tell she was uncomfortable with this new development and being in the back of a police car headed who knows where didn't make her feel any better.

He could tell her that everything was all right; that he was just looking to get a little and that he wasn't going to hurt her. He could have eased her mind and made her more comfortable. But he wanted her to think about her situation and what she had done to get to this point. 

This was more than just a horny cop and an available woman; this was going to teach her a lesson and maybe she would pay more attention to her driving if she thought something really bad might happen to her.

He drove in silence, letting her imagination work on her until he came to a dirt road off the highway. He took it and drove for another twenty minutes or so until he came to a small lake. He stopped along the lake and then turned in his seat to address the girl in the back seat.

"Here we are. We are far enough off the main road now that we shouldn't be disturbed. This is an old gravel pit that has filled with water. So no one comes here much anymore. We won't be disturbed," he said.

He got out and walked around to her door and opened it. Honey scooted back against the far door. She was scared and having serious doubts about this whole deal!

"Please," she said, "please don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you want, but please don't hurt me."

"Honey, I'm not going to hurt you. I am going to fuck you as I promised, but I am not going to hurt you. I only want you to see and understand that what you were doing could have had a much different and more tragic end. 

"If you had got in an accident, if you had gotten involved with someone else, you could be in real trouble right now. You need to slow down and drive safer. It does no good to plan a trip if it ends up in the hospital or worse, in the cemetery," he said.

"Yes Sir," she said feeling better about her situation.

"Now come on out of there–I can't stay gone for too long. We don't want the sheriff to come looking for me!" he said holding his hand out. 

Honey took a quick look around. They were most definitely alone and she knew it was a good ten miles or further back to her car. It would take her over an hour to walk back to her car if she could even find it again. 

And if she ran off (or tried to) that would negate the deal and at the very least, she would get the ticket and Daddy would take her car away.

No, she had made a deal with this officer, and like it or not, she had to follow through. Besides, he was kind of cute and she did get turned on when he touched her before...

Honey took his hand and he helped her out of the back seat. She stood up between him and the car. "What now. What do you want me to do?" she asked. 

Honey stood there trembling as he reached up slowly and ran the back of his hand against her soft cheek. His hand moved back to put her hair behind her ear on one side. Was it fear... or anticipation that caused her to tremble?

His hand moved around behind her neck then he suddenly pulled her forward into a powerful crushing kiss. His arms wrapped around her holding her tightly and he took her wrists and held them together behind her back.

It had been a long time since she had been kissed like that. Even her last boyfriend, Matt, didn't kiss her like that. And he had been gone for nearly six months now. So when she felt the power and the passion of his kiss, she yielded to it almost without thinking.

She moaned again, this time into his mouth. She parted her lips inviting him into her warm mouth. His tongue came out exploring her lips, then moving it to look for a playmate. She began sucking on the invading tongue, leaving little doubt in his mind what her favorite activity was.

After a few moments of desperate kissing, he pulled away, leaving her gasping for air. He took her by the wrist and pulled her around to the back of his car and pushed her back so her ass rested against the trunk.

"Take your top off. I want to see those tits in person," he said.

Honey smiled coyly up at him and began unbuttoning her hot pink top, crossing her arms in front of her, she pulled the stretch-knit cami top up over her head and handed it to him. 

She wasn't wearing a bra and she saw him smile when he caught the first sight of her well-developed chest. As she stood topless now in front of him she thrust her chest out and turned a bit to each side, showing off her tits to full advantage. 

"You like my boobies, Officer Brady? Do you like their size? I may be only twenty years old but I have the body of a full-grown woman, or so I've been told!" she said impishly.

"Yes, you do. And yes, I do like your tits. Very much," he said as he admired the soft pillowy globes.

"You can... um... play with them. If you want to, I mean. They liked your hands on them before and they are very sensitive, especially my nipples," she said.

This statement brought his eyes to her nipples and he noticed that they were hard, stiff, and fat. They stuck out as if coaxing him to sample their delights, urging him to indulge in their sweet tender taste.

His patrol car had a black hood and trunk lid and he knew that in the deep south his trunk lid could get pretty hot sitting in the sun all day. So he swept the back of his hand across the trunk to check the temperature. Then he gently laid her back onto the trunk lid, spreading her legs apart and moving between them.

He leaned over her a bit and began just kneading her tits, mauling her with his hands and toying with her nipples. Honey wasn't kidding when she told him her nipples were sensitive. 

The fire that had raged in her pussy before died down to a few smoldering embers during the trip to the lake. But now, with him pawing her tits and playing with her nipples, it flared up hotter than ever.

"Oh yes! Pinch my nipples! Oh God, I love having my nipples played with! Ohhh.." she moaned, writhing on the trunk as he drove her wild. 

He smiled as he watched the young girl fall deeper into her own depravity. He was enjoying seeing her writhe and squirm under his hands' encouragement. She reached up to put her hands over his as he caressed her tits. 

But instead, he took hold of her wrists, moving them to her sides and holding them there. He then leaned over further and fastened his mouth over one hard nipple. He sucked and licked and nibbled on the tasty morsel as Honey humped her hips up at him.

"Please! Oh God, please fuck me! I'm so hot I can't stand it! Please don't tease me anymore, just fuck me!" she begged.

He raised his head just enough that she could see his face, but the tip of his tongue could still circle her throbbing erect nipple. "Oh, I fully intend on fucking you, young lady. You can take that to the bank. 

"Before I do, though, I'm going to enjoy our time together a bit. You have a lot more than just a tight pussy to offer and I'm going to sample all of it. I hope you weren't in too big a hurry to get where you were going!" he said.

Actually, she had been in a hurry. She was on her way back to Atlanta to meet up with her girlfriends for a big house party one of them was throwing. 

Her girlfriend's parents had gone to their beach house so the place was going to be all theirs for the whole weekend. She was looking forward to the partying and all that went with it and was rushing back to get ready to spend the weekend there. 

Suddenly though the party didn't seem all that important. The whole idea behind the party was to have some boys over and see how many times they could get laid. Well, she was taking care of that part right here and now. 

Besides, she would still make the party, albeit a little later than she had planned. But if Officer Brady was as good as he said he was, she would have quite the juicy pillow talk to tell her girlfriends!

He kissed her hard aching nipples once more, then pulled her to her feet. "Take off those shorts," he said. 

She immediately began wriggling out of her too short and too tight "boy shorts". The shorts rode low on her hips and were cut so high that the bottoms of her ass cheeks stuck out from below them. 

As she worked the tight white shorts over her hips, she turned her back to him to show off her ass as it came into view. The first thing he noticed, however, was the tiny hot pink thong that had worked its way into the crack of her ass.

"Damn!" he exclaimed as he saw what little she had on as underwear. "Do your parents know you wear clothes like this?"

"My parents have long since given up on telling me what to wear. I pick my own outfits and wear what I want. Do you like it?" she asked, wiggling her ass for him.

"A man would have to be a fool if he didn't," he muttered to himself. But he said it loud enough that she could hear it too, and it encouraged her.

"Well, you really should be more careful in your dress, miss. You could easily come across some miscreant or criminal element that would take advantage of an innocent thing like yourself.

"Why they could do all manner of wicked despicable things to you!" he said as his hand moved between her spread thighs to rub against her dampening pussy through her skimpy panties.

"Ohhh..." she moaned as her hips began grinding on his hand on their own. 

She had to lean back against the car for fear of falling as her body began responding to his teasing. She slowly laid back down on the trunk of the car and he followed now chewing on a handy tit as his hand continued to rub her own panties into her dripping pussy.

With her mind so lust-addled now she couldn't think straight, her body took control and she began humping against the hand that was driving her mad. 

She clamped down on it with her legs and when that didn't give her the satisfaction she craved, she spread her legs wide again. She rotated her hips and squirmed on the trunk lid, trying to twist so that his hand would touch her where she needed it most. 

"Ohhh God, please... I can't stand it! Pleeease!" she whimpered, clawing at the trunk lid as his hand worked her now drenched pussy. 

Honey was nearly insane with lust. She had already been horny driving and thinking about all the guys that her friends had told her would be at the party. Then she got stopped by this hunky officer and when he frisked her, his touch fanned the flames higher. 

Now he was teasing and toying with her pussy and all but fingerfucking her and it was pushing her to her limit.

"Your panties are soaked! You are a wet little thing, aren't you! Maybe you should get out of those wet things. Besides, they'll just be in the way for the other fun I have in store for you!" he said. 

He took the waistband of her thong panties and began to slowly pull them down her long legs. Honey trembled as he removed the last remnant of her modesty leaving her totally open and exposed to him. 

All that she was left with were her shoes, the silver six-inch spiked-heel platform CFM shoes she had picked up on this trip, and was getting used to before debuting them at the party.

"Leave your shoes on," he said, "I like fucking a girl with her heels on, it makes it sluttier!" 

As he knelt on the ground after removing her panties she looked down at him and watched as he brought the saturated garment to his nose, inhaling her scent deeply. "You smell delicious... like a hot, horny slut begging to be eaten. Have you ever had your pussy eaten, Honey?"

Honey groaned when he smelled her soaked panties. "A-a couple times, I guess. By old boyfriends from school." Her voice wavered as she spoke and he smiled knowing how aroused and excited she was.

"Well, I'm not one of those boys you are used to dating. I love to eat a nice juicy pussy. And I'm told I am pretty damn good at it too so you might want to find something to hang on to!" he said.

Unfortunately, the smooth trunk lid didn't allow for much purchase for her fingers, so she just put them at her sides instead.

He moved closer to her and knelt between her spread legs. Honey sucked in a breath, waiting for his next move, unsure what that move might be.

He could have just dove facefirst into her drooling slit and ate her like he'd been starving. But that's what she was used to from the awkward, gawky boys she had dated. She expected that and was braced and ready for a blitzkrieg. 

But instead of a sudden all-out attack, he used his fingers to pull apart her fat swollen lips and peer inside at the wet pink warmth of her young pussy.

"Mmm, I'm going to enjoy this. So much sweet juice–you are just dripping with sweetness! No wonder they call you Honey!" he said with a wink.