1. The Frisk


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: Boss01, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    she could do was stare at my protruding member. “Look, am I free to go now, or what?” I asked, rather testily. She just stood there, kind of frozen in place, staring at my extended member. Finally, she tried to stammer out an apology, which was rather incoherent until the end, when she said “Is there any way that I can make this up to you? I’ll do anything. I really can’t let this get reported to the chief.” Without the glare of the flashlight, my eyes had now become accustomed to the dark. I got my first real look at the woman who had pulled me over. Even with the chunky body armor and gunbelt bristling with equipment, it was obvious that she had a pretty good body. My cock continued its salute. “I’ll tell you what; you let me frisk you the way you just frisked me, and we’ll call it even.” I was mostly joking, but she appeared to take it quite seriously. “Really? You feel me up and we’re square?” I was a little surprised at her response. “Sure, why not?” I saw what I took to be a look of quandary on her face. “Deal,” she said, and removed her gunbelt, then assumed the position that I had just been in. I pulled my pants back up, and was just about to take a position behind her when she stood up. I thought that she had changed her mind, but instead she unbuttoned her uniform blouse, pulled it out of her waistband, then reached inside and pulled the Velcro straps holding her vest in place off. “You wouldn’t have been able to feel anything up top,” she offered, then leaned ...
    back over the trunk. Gravity allowed the front of her vest to fall away, and I slipped my hands in under it. She was wearing an undershirt, but like a lot of female LEO’s that I’d met over the years, no bra due to the bullet-proof vest. She had a wonderful pair of full, firm breasts; and as I handled them the nipples became quite hard. I gently pinched and tweaked the pebbles, eliciting soft moans. I pulled my hands out from the body armor, and just like she did, started at her left ankle and started moving up her uniformed leg, squeezing and caressing until I got just up to her crotch, then stopped. As she wriggled in anticipation, I pulled away and went down to her right ankle. I could hear a soft groan of frustrated disappointment. Once again I started at the ankle and slowly worked my way up, and again stopped just before making contact with her crotch. I flattened my palm, and ever so lightly applied it directly to her covered labia, gently rubbing it back and forth a few times; then took it away. I stood up. “Well, I guess you aren’t hiding anything. You’re free to go.” “Wha…what? You’re stopping? Is that all?” Grinning, I moved directly behind her, my still erect member making contact with her ass. “Well, I could do a body cavity search.” I undid her under-belt, then unfastened the top of her pants. “Are you hiding anything in your pussy?” I whispered in her ear. She groaned and shoved herself back into me. I ran the zipper down, then grabbed the waistband and shoved her ...
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