Under Command (L)

(L) – This story contains strong language.

The night air was thick as Jane navigated the dark, deserted road.

It was just past eleven. She had been out for dinner with friends, but a wrong turn along the way had left her lost. The GPS on her phone was of little help, its signal flickering in and out as she drove into unfamiliar territory. Her heart sank when she noticed the flashing lights in her rearview mirror, a stark contrast to the serene darkness around her. With a sigh, she pulled her car to the side of the road.

Officer Charlie Olson approached her window with a stern expression. His uniform was crisp, the badge gleaming under the dim glow. “Ma’am, do you know why I pulled you over?” he asked.

Jane’s cheeks flushed as her hands trembled slightly. “I think I was speeding,” she stammered. “I’m so sorry, I’m just a bit lost.”

Officer Olson nodded. “License and registration, please,” he said. “Why don’t you step out of the car so we can handle this properly?” Jane hesitated, her fingers brushing against the hem of her short skirt as she climbed out. “Come sit in the passenger seat,” Officer Olson instructed. “I’ll run your information, and we’ll get this sorted out.” Jane followed him, her heels clicking against the pavement. As she slid into the seat, her skirt crept higher, revealing a hint of thigh. She tugged it down again.

Officer Olson settled into the driver’s seat. “Alright,” he said. “I’ll be honest with you. You were going well over the speed limit. That’s a ticketable offense.”

Jane’s eyes widened, and she bit her lip. “Is there anything I can do?” she asked. “I really can’t afford a ticket right now.”

Charlie’s gaze shifted to her. “There are always options,” he said. “A ticket, or we can settle this here.”

Jane’s breath caught in her throat. She knew what he was implying, but the idea sent a rush of heat through her body. “What do I need to do?” she asked. She reached into her purse, pulling out her wallet. “I can pay you—”

Before she could finish, Charlie placed his hand over hers. “That’s not what I’m interested in,” he said, guiding her hand toward his lap. Beneath the fabric of his uniform, she felt the bulge of his growing cock.

“Oh,” she whispered, her cheeks flaming.

“Feel that? That’s what you do to me.”

Jane’s heart pounded in her chest as she felt him grow larger beneath her touch, her fingers curling instinctively around him.

Without a word, Officer Olson unbuckled his utility belt, the metal clinking softly as he set it aside. “Unzip me,” he instructed.

Jane’s fingers fumbled with the zipper, her breath coming in short gasps as she revealed what lay beneath. His pants fell open, and she gasped at the sight of his erect cock, glistening with pre-cum. It was larger than she had imagined, and her mouth watered at the thought of tasting him. She reached out, her fingers brushing against his shaft, feeling the warmth and hardness of him.

“Pull it toward you,” he commanded.

Jane obeyed, her fingers wrapping around him as she brought him closer to her face. She leaned in, her tongue darting out to taste the pre-cum, moaning softly at the salty sweetness.

“That’s it,” he groaned, his head falling back against the seat. “Take it all.”

Jane opened her mouth, her lips wrapping around him as she took him in, her tongue swirling around the head. She deepened her grip, her throat constricting as she took him as far as she could, her hands cradling his balls. The sound of his ragged breathing filled the car, and she reveled in the power she held over him, even if just for this moment.

“Fuck, you’re good,” he muttered, his hands tangling in her hair. “I’m close. But I need more.” With a gentle but firm grip, he pulled her up. “Back seat. Now.”

Jane followed him, her heart racing as he opened the door and guided her inside. “Bend over,” he instructed. “Hands on the seat.”

She did as she was told. His hands roamed over her, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist before squeezing her breasts through her top. She gasped at the roughness of his touch, her nipples hardening beneath the fabric. With a swift motion, he ripped her top open, His fingers found the clasp of her bra, unhooking it with ease.

“Such perfect tits,” he growled, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.

She squealed as he pinched and twisted them, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure through her body. His other hand gripped her hip, pulling her closer as he ground his cock against her ass.

“You want this?” he asked, “You want my cock inside you?”

“Yes,” she panted. “Please, fuck me. I need you.”

Officer Olson didn’t hesitate. He hiked her skirt up, his fingers tracing the elastic of her panties before lowering them to her knees. Her pussy was wet and eager, her clit throbbing with anticipation. He positioned himself behind her, his thick cock rubbing against her, from her clit to her entrance. “You’re so fucking wet,” he groaned. “Ready for me?”

“Yes,” she moaned, her body arching toward him. “Take me. Please.”

With a slow thrust, he slid inside her, his cock stretching her tight pussy.

She gasped at the sensation, her walls clenching around him. “Oh God, you’re so big,” she panted. “Go slow, please.”

Officer Olson chuckled. “I’ll take my time,” he promised, his hands gripping her hips as he began to move.

His thrusts were deep, his cock filling her completely. She moaned with each stroke, her body moving in rhythm with his. The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the car.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he growled, his balls slapping against her with each thrust. “I’m going to cum, Jane. I’m going to fill you up.”

She cried out, her body trembling as she felt him swell inside her. With a final, powerful thrust, he pulled out, his cock pulsing as he shot his cum across her ass and back. The warm liquid coated her skin, and she shivered at the sensation, her body still buzzing with pleasure.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “That was incredible.”

For a moment, they stayed like that, catching their breath.

Then, Charlie gently helped her sit up, and she turned to him. “You can pull me over any time,” she said. “. . . my sexy husband,” she added with a smile.

Charlie pulled her into a kiss. “Looks like I’ll have to keep you in line, then.”

She laughed, her arms wrapping around him as they shared a tender moment in the back seat of his patrol car.