Officer Pinkie

By: Kristie

"Damn, Joe! Keep the beer INSIDE the bottle. Damn!"

"Oh, Lance...chill out...it's just a little alcohol," Joey slurred as he swayed in the passenger seat of Lance's Toyota 4-Runner, his open beer spilling out against the cool window. "Oops!"

"Fuck Joe! Damn! Why did I have to baby-sit you? I just wanted to get out and enjoy the club scene...not chauffeur your drunk ass around."

"Whatever, man. You just need to have your cock sucked."

"Fuck you, Joe," Lance scoffed as he pulled up to Joey's house. "Get out of my vehicle before I push you out, you drunken fool."

"Whatever, Hollywood. I'm cool and you know it. Got my lady waitin' for me upstairs."

"Kelly should leave your sorry ass," Lance mumbled as Joey stumbled out of the 4-Runner.

"See you tomorrow, bro."

"Whatever, fool."

Lance backed out of Joey's driveway and headed through the residential streets, not really paying attention to anything, but the Garth Brooks' song flowing through his speakers. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he sang along word for word. Blue lights popped up in his rear view mirror and he groaned loudly as he slowed his vehicle to a stop. He covered his face with his hands and cursed Joey and his beer. He sighed and dropped his head back against the head rest with his eyes closed until there was a sharp tap on his window.

"Good evening, Officer. What seems to be the problem?" Lance asked sweetly, a fake cheesy smile plastered on his face.

"Do you know how fast you were going back there?"

"Um...no, ma'am...I must not have been paying attention. I apologize."

The female officer leaned closer to his window and sniffed before speaking, "Is that alcohol I smell?"

"Um...no...well, yes..but it's not mine. See, I was drivin' my friend home and some of his beer sloshed out."

He was trying desperately to flirt with the woman so he wouldn't get a ticket, but it didn't seem to be working. Her stone cold _expression never changed, not matter how sincere he attempted to make his smile seem.

"License and registration please."

"Um..sure....it's in the glove box...just a second," Lance fiddled with the contents of the glove box for a few seconds before pulling the registration slip out then fiddled with his wallet to find his driver's license. "Here you go. It's not one of my best photos, but....what can you do?"

His chuckle was met with brief silence before she cleared her throat and spoke, "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere."

Lance sighed and slammed his hand against the steering wheel. He was frustrated at Joey and now was probably going to get a ticket for speeding. Why couldn't he luck out and get a police officer that was a fan just this once?

He heard her car door slam again and glanced at her through the side mirror as she approached. Her uniform snugly fit her slim figure and his mouth watered at her perky breasts. Her short auburn hair defyingly slipped out from under her hat and her 5'6" frame just screamed with sexuality. Her walk had purpose, but still possessed femininity and sensuality.

"I'll have to ask you to step out of the vehicle, sir."

"Is there a problem, officer?"

"Yes," she stated firmly as he climbed out and she quickly pinned him up against the side of the 4-Runner. "Seems you're driving a stolen vehicle. You have the right to remain silent..."

"What?! There's been some sort of mistake...this is MY vehicle."

"Save it for the judge. This vehicle belongs to Lance Bass, not James Bass and it's been reported as stolen. Now, play nice before I have to hurt you."

Lance unconsciously fought against her smaller arms, but she was in a position of power, having secured both of his arms behind his back. Her knee was between his thighs, pressing against his balls and she was using all her body weight to keep him against the vehicle.

"Listen, pretty boy, I'm not a little teeny-bopper you can just drop with that sexy smirk of your's so stop the bull shit. This is real. Your happy ass is going to jail on grand theft auto charges so just stop with the squirming and play nice," she growled, her voice just under his ear.

"But, it's my car," he insisted and grunted when her knee pushed his balls into the base of his scrotum. "Damn! That hurts."

"Shut up! Or I'll add resisting arrest to your charges. Would you like that, pretty boy?"

Lance couldn't believe what was happening to him as she pushed him to the squad car. His head swam as he fell into the back seat and she slammed the door shut before climbing into the drivers seat. He watched her toss her hat to the passenger seat and couldn't help but want her. Her strong exterior, her take no bull shit attitude, her harsh words. They all just turned him on and he chuckled slightly.

"What's so funny?" she asked as she pulled back onto the street now that her lights and sirens were off.

"Nothing."

Her fascinating brown eyes watched him for several seconds before she concentrated on the road once more. He sighed, trying to remember his lawyer's phone number, and dropped his head back onto the seat. They rode along silently for several minutes before the car slowed to a stop and Lance open his eyes.

"Where are we?" he asked when he didn't see anything but darkness.

"Somewhere private."

He swallowed hard as she left the front seat and opened the back door. Before he could think about getting out, she was straddling his lap and staring straight into his eyes. Her lips were just inches from his and he couldn't stop himself from flicking his tongue out over his suddenly parched lips.

"You see....Mr. Bass....I know that James and Lance are one in the same...." she smiled snidely as she pulled the failing bobby pins from her hair and shook it free. "I've been dying to find you in slight violation."

"I...um....I..."

"Shh! Words aren't necessary. I can feel your thankful enthusiasm."

He moaned when her small hand cupped his engorged package and he licked his lips again. She laughed slightly before grinding the palm of her hand into his flesh, more blood rushing it his groin, and he arched up into her as he forced himself to swallow. Her lips latched onto his moving Adam's Apple and he groaned again, cursing his restraints.

"Officer....um...what is your name?" Lance asked, his voice hot and husky against her temple.

"Pinkie...Officer Pinkie."

"Well...Officer Pinkie....what do you plan to do with me?"

"Blow your mind."

Her simple statement floated around the squad car as his mind reeled with possibilities. She grinned wickedly as she ground her pelvis onto his covered erection. The moan that left his mouth seemed to just rock her to her core because she viciously ripped his button down apart.

"OK....pretty boy...this is how it's going down...." she said with fire in her eyes as she grabbed the back of his head, her fingers snarled in his hair. "I know you've got to be starvin'...right?"

"Well...actually I'm not really hungry."

"Wrong answer, pretty boy."

She snarled and twisted the hair in her finger. He yelped slightly and she couldn't stop her mouth from crushing into his. Her tongue greedily invaded his mouth and she lowered heavily onto his lap once again, her weight resting not so gracefully on his stiff cock.

"Fuck!" he managed to get out between tongue thrusts.

She pulled back and swiped the back of her hand across her wet mouth before speaking, "I ask you again, pretty boy,....are you hungry?"

"I'm fuckin' starvin'.....what you got for me to munch?"

"Oh, baby...I got something SO delicious you won't wanna stop for days....but I need you to lay back."

Lance nodded and lunged forward, connecting their lips once more. Their tongues danced and mingled for several heated moments before she finally pulled back. Both gasped for air as their eyes danced around each other's features then she pushed him onto his back. He shifted around until he got a little comfortable then his eyes focused on the beautiful woman above him. He chuckled as she struggled to get out of her pants.

"You think this is amusing?"

"A little...."

"I can still book you for speeding....just remember that," she stated smugly as she slipped out of her uniform pants, her feminine beauty no longer hidden.

She licked her lips as she looked down at him, now flat on his back, and couldn't wait any longer. She crawled up his body until her knees were on either side of his head. He shifted slightly to get more comfortable and she placed one foot on the floorboard of the back seat, lowering herself. Without awaiting instructions, Lance's tongue was out of his mouth and flicking along the outer edge of her pussy lips. She moaned loudly and pressed down onto him, his chin and mouth submerged between her outer coverings. He didn't hesitate and dove his tongue deep inside her steamy, wet center over and over. After several thrusts, he withdrew from her entrance and circled her throbbing clit many times before sinking his pearly whites into it. She gasped and moaned above him as she moved her body to ride his face. He continued to lap at her for a few moments until he couldn't help himself. His self restraint failed and he tongue fucked her hard and fast until she couldn't hold out any longer, cumming violently all over his mouth and chin with a loud scream. She slumped back a little as she panted and Lance still didn't stop his mouth work, lapping lazily now, taking his time to enjoy the delicious delicacy.

Finally, she swallowed hard and licked her lips before speaking, "Damn! That was better than I imagined. Did your Momma teach you that?"

"No. A gentleman never gives his secrets away," he grinned playfully up at her as she moved back down his body. "Now that you've been pleased properly once.....may I see the rest of your exquisite body?"

With a smile, Officer Pinkie removed her binding button down uniform top to reveal her Victoria Secret deep purple bra. Lance's mouth watered at their beauty and felt himself stiffen even further, if that were possible. She seemed to feel it too as she moved to the side of him and roughly shimmied his jeans and boxer-briefs down to his ankles.

"Ride me, Officer Pinkie....ride me until you can't possibly take any more of my cock deep inside your tight pussy," he instructed with a hoarse, sexy voice.

She did just that. Sliding quickly down his meaty muscle, she let out a deep moan as he forced her walls to expand. Her body adjusted quickly and she set a feverous pace, slamming down harder and harder each time she rose up again. Lance was groaning loudly as he thrusted his hips up to meet each of her descents. Both were consumed with their sexual needs and didn't care too much about the other's release, but they seemed to be on the same wavelengths because they senses exploded within seconds of each other. Both panted heavily in the fogged up car as Officer Pinkie slumped in her perch before falling onto his heaving chest. Her soft hair was just under his chin and Lance fell in love with the sweet smell of her shampoo.

"Ahem....Pinkie....will you please unhand-cuff me? I'd like to hold you."

Officer Pinkie lifted her head and looked down into his eyes. With a playful smile, she found her keys and released his wrists. Before she could even yelp in surprise, she found herself pinned face down where Lance had just been reclined. Quickly she was maneuvered until she was on her knees and she felt Lance roughly push back into her.

"I needed another go....you don't mind, do you Officer?" he laughed in her ear as he repeatedly slammed deeper into her center.

"Ugh," she groaned out then panted, "God! Lance...just FUCK me!....OOOOHHH!!!!"

And he did. Over and over again he dived deep inside her, having little regard for the sheer force he was using. She wanted it hard and he was going to give it to her so hard she'd never forget. Hell, HE'd never forget it. This was turning into the fuck of his life and he couldn't get enough. Couldn't go fast enough. Couldn't get deep enough. She seemed to be having the same problems as she began to push back against his advances, allowing him deeper inside her steamy abyss.

"Mmmm....you feel so good....so good around me.....mmmmm.....oooh, those lil' clenches....." Lance moaned deeply as he leaned over her curved body, driving harder still.

"God, you make me feel so good.....mmmm...."

Neither could hold out much longer. Suddenly, her walls collapsed around his throbbing cock and he couldn't stop himself as his semen came out in long spurts. She screamed as she released her orgasm, too, then both fell onto the sticky, humid seat. Their hearts were beating wildly as both fought for breath. Finally, Lance pushed himself up off her and slid between her side and the back of the seat. Easily she slipped into his arms and he held her tight.

"I think I can let your speeding slide....THIS time," Officer Pinkie giggled as she nipped the tender skin just below his ear.

"Oh, how kind of you, Officer," Lance chuckled.

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