Where it happened: Rest Stop on Highway
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
This happened last year,in December,when I was a Senior at Michigan State University. I was driving from Lansing, Michigan to Escanaba in the Upper Peninsula to visit my older Sister and her family for the Christmas holidays.It is a long drive, and during the Winter you don’t find a lot of traffic on the highway (I-75), especially when you get into the Northern counties. I was sailing along pretty good, not paying too much attention to my speed, when I happened to look in my rear view mirror, and saw a State police car with it’s flashers going not too far behind me. I was pretty upset because I already had quite a few speeding tickets on my record and I didn’t need any more points on my driving record. Anyway I pulled over, and rolled down the window, and this very nice looking young officer came up and asked me if I knew how fast I was driving. Instead of answering directly,I told him that I knew the speed limit was 70 and there were no other cars around. He said he had clocked me at 84 mph. I told him I couldn’t believe I was going that fast. He asked me if I wanted to check his radar in his car, and I told him No, because I figured he was probably correct. He then asked to see my driver’s license and proof of insurance, and after looking at it a minutes he said he was going to have to write me a ticket. I was pretty upset at this point, and asked him if he really had to do that, and couldn’t he just let me off with a warning, since it was near Christmas. He just smiled and took my license back to his car, parked in back of me. He was back there quite awhiler, and then he came out and came to my car again. He said, “Ma’am, you’ve got quite a driving record. If I give you this ticket, you’re going to be right at 12 points and the judge will have to take your license.” At this point, I was really upset — and desparate — and so I said, “Can’t we work something out here?” He obviously knew what I meant, and came back with, “Ma’am, are you trying to bribe a Michigan State Police Officer? That is a serious offense.” I told him , No, but I was just wondering if he wouldn’t like to have a little Christmas gift.” To this he replied, “Ma’am, you are going to have to follow me to the station.” Since he had mylicense, I knew I had to do this, and besides, if I tried to drive away, he’d just stop me someplace later. So, I followed him along the highway. But, up the road a few miles, he drove into one of the Rest Stops we have along the I-75, and I followed him in there to the parking area.There were no other cars there. It had started to snow pretty heavy by now. After I stopped my car, he got out of his car, and opened the passenger side of my car, and sat down. For the first time, he stopped calling me “Ma’am” and started calling me Cathy, which he obviously had gotten from my driver’s license. He asked me if I was serious about that “Christmas present.” And I told him, Yes. He asked me what I had in mind. I asked him what he had in mind. With that, he unbuckled his pants and slid them down,and then pushed his jockeys down to the floor also, and I saw this beautiful erect circumcised penis pointing straight up! He must of gotten a hard-on just thinking about what I might be willing to do.
Well, I gave Trooper Scott (I got his name from his name tag on his jacket) one of the best blow jobs I’ve ever given anyone (and I had given quite a few to my boyfriend, Jeff, during our years at Michigan State)right there in my car, with the heater going full blast and the snow falling all around outside. He was in absolute heaven,and after just a few minutes, his fountain was overflowing inside my mouth, and I swallowed all he could give me. I have to say I really enjoyed it, too. He had one great cock!
We probably took no more than 20-25 minutes and it was over. He thanked me and told me it was the best he’d ever had and he hadn’t had one in two or three years. He also told me to slow down and watch my speed, which I did for the rest of the trip.
It wasn’t my first blow job, but it was the first time with a State Policeman. Driving home from my Sister’s on New Year’s Day, I almost started to speed just to see if I could get stopped by Scott again, but I didn’t. I figured I might get some big middle-aged trooper this time, and I didn’t want that.
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