Bad Cop for a Naughty Girl (closed)

[Emstar303]

Bad Cop for a Naughty Girl (open)

[PM with your reply. Apologies for lame title lol]

Amber drove fast down the familiar back road, eager to get home to her cat and her bed. She was vibing with her music, bopping her head along to the trippy song. She was a little high and a lot buzzed. Lip gloss was smeared just under her bottom lip from the boy she’d kissed at the bonfire party. Her lips were still tingling from it, same with her pussy.

As she fumbled with her phone to raise the volume of the song, she drifted into the other lane. Thankfully, she was on a back road and there were no other cars around. As she rounded a sharp bend she crossed the lane again and nearly went off the road. Shit, she needed to get a handle on herself!

The night was an inky black with no moon. The backroads were pretty eerie, but she was using them to avoid cops… or so she thought.

By the time she noticed the police car, it's blue and red lights were already blasting.

"Shit shit shit!" Amber cursed, nearly swerving again in her surprise.

She had a brief thought of trying to flee, but she knew this wasn't a GTA game; there was no way out of this.

Her heart beating rapidly, Amber pulled her car over and parked. She took deep, nervous breaths as she waited for the officer to approach.

She'd be fine. She just had to act normal. Her weed and shrooms were stuffed in her backpack on the floor in the seat next to her. She hoped the one sweatshirt she'd wrapped around the paper bag containing her plastic baggies of goodies would oppress any smell.

Amber rubbed her eyes frantically, willing away the red haze in them. She was starting to panic and the cop hadn't even gotten to her window yet. Damn it… she really shouldn’t have had those two extra shots…

Amber rolled down her window as the officer approached. She pulled down her shorts, trying to appear more modest, but there was no hiding her ample cleavage. Amber was a busty young woman in just her second year of college. Her v-neck t-shirt bore the name of her college, and her tight little shorts showed off her wide, thick curvy hips. She undid her brown hair from her ponytail, hoping her youthful, innocently alluring appearance would get her off the hook.

 

[JadeKnight]

Greg Jorden, 42, was a 22 year veteran of the state police. His first fifteen years were pretty good, as his life had been going great. He had a beautiful wife, two loving kids, and was a well respected officer on the force. That all came to a grinding halt one night in his sixteenth year.

He and his family were heading home from visiting family late one night. Everything was going well until they were struck by another car driven by a drunk teenager. It was a horrible accident, losing his wife and children. His attitude and work ethic took a dive. He was busted down from a detective to patrol. He had no desire to move up anymore, staying where he was at.

He had spent the last year on patrolling the back roads, focusing on busting teenagers. This was his last year before retirement, so he was taking things easy.

This night had been a slow night and his shift was nearly over. He had parked in a little clearing under a tree, his parking lights just visible. He smiled as a pair of headlights shined over him for a moment as Amber swerved between the lanes the first time. He gave her a little distance before gunning the engine and pulling out after her with lights flashing. He pulled behind her as she stopped, putting the car in park. He turned off the siren, but kept the lights running.

His car didn't have a camera, so nothing would get out if anything bad happened. He stepped out of his car, putting on his patrol hat as normal. A little bit of his close cut black and a few strands of grey hair could be seen. His semi-built body was framed nicely by his tan patrol uniform. He stood at an imposing six foot seven inches. When he reached Amber's front door, he leaned down to see in.

 

[Emstar303]

While the officer approached Amber scrambled inside her car, fishing for her hair spray, hoping it would cover any obvious smell. She managed to get a few squirts out then shoved it back inside the glove box. It seemed to take forever for him to approach and she realized she must be even higher than she thought. She blinked heavily a few times. Patterns swam behind her eyelids. Fuck! She opened her eyes wide, trying to put a stop to them.

She focused her gaze on the side mirror and watched the cop as he approached. He looked huge. She hoped he’d be a gentle giant. The tall officer leaned down against her window and looked inside. He was probably in his forties, but he was handsome. Amber licked her lips nervously and tasted flavored vodka. Shit, she should’ve popped a breath mint.

“Hi offfiser, sir,” Amber squeaked. She cleared her throat which accidentally sent her into a coughing fit. When she was finally done she continued, “S-sorry 'bout th-that. Um, how can I 'elp you?” She hiccupped briefly on "help".

 

[JadeKnight]

He bent down at her open window, not saying anything for a moment or two. When she started coughing, he wrinkled his nose for a moment. The reek of alcohol drifted to his nose after a moment, mixing with something else he couldn't quite identify yet.

"I stopped you because you seem to be in quite a hurry tonight."

He reached down and unclipped his penlight for a moment, shining it towards her. He caught the redness of her eyes, but he didn't mention it just yet. He flicked the light around for a moment inside her car before shining it back at her.

"I am going to need to see your license and registration first."

He turned off the light as he straightened up, holding his free hand out for the items.

 

[Emstar303]

Amber fumbled inside the glovebox for her registration, knocking the hairspray to the floor. Maybe she was just paranoid, but she thought she smelled weed as the bottle rustled against her stash of goodies. She grabbed the registration and hastily handed it to the office.

"He-here you go, officer," she said. There was a long pause. He seemed to be waiting for something else. The young woman racked her hazy mind. Oh right, her license too. Amber yanked it out from her purse and handed that to him too.

Her license read:

Amber Johnson
Birthdate: November 3rd, 2002.
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 140 pounds

 

[JadeKnight]

He didn't say anything for a few moments after she gave him the documents required. He studied her license, noting that she had just recently turned 18. He gave a slight nod for a moment before putting them both down by his side.

"I'll be right back."

He gave a light pat on the roof of her car for a moment before heading back to his. Once he settled in, he began to go through all the required information about her. He gave a little smirk for a moment seeing that she already had one DUI on her record, very recent at that. Seeing the registration was valid, he looked towards her car from behind. He soon got out of the car and tucked her license and registration in his pocket as he pulled out a small penlight as he walked back to her.

"I'm going to need you to step out of them car Miss."

 

[Emstar303]

Amber picked at her nails anxiously as she waited for the cop to return. Why was it taking so long? She knew she had a DUI on her record already. She couldn't afford another one!

While she waited for the cop to return, she opened her backpack to reinforce her stash, ensuring her sweatshirt was wrapped tightly around it. She inhaled the stench of the dank weed as she did so and hoped that simply hoping the back to try and reinforce it hadn't actually ended up making the car smell worse! It didn't matter though, because when the cop returned, he asked her to step out of the car. Amber's heartbeat went into overdrive. Shit fuck!!!

"Okay. No problem," Amber said, trying to sound nonchalant. She opened the door and quickly stepped out of the car, not wanting him to catch a whiff of her stash.

She slammed the car door shut then turned toward him. She tugged at the bottom of her shorts nervously. Her ample cleavage was on full display from his penlight. Amber dared to glance a look up at him. "Wh-what do you want me to do?"

 

[JadeKnight]

He pursed his lips for a moment as the penlight focused on her breasts for a moment longer. He could smell the scent of weed clinging to her as much as the alcohol when she spoke. He did have probably cause to search her vehicle, not so much as to what he was going to make her do next. However, that would be dealt with later.

"I am going to need to do a search of you first. Before I do that, you will need to strip down to your bra and panties. Step to the back of the car and do that so you aren't in the middle of the street. In the meantime, I am going to do a search of your car."

He did a little sideways motion with the penlight before reaching for the car handle of her door and lifting it up.

 

[Emstar303]

Amber held her breath as the cop examined her. His gaze felt heavy on her chest. Was he checking her out? The neckline of her was low, teasing the pale flesh of her busty young breasts. Even though his gaze made her uncomfortable, she didn’t complain, hoping her appearance would influence him to go easier on her.

She had no such luck.

“Wh-whaaat?” she exclaimed. She slammed her body against her car door, blocking the cop from opening it. He wanted her to strip down to her bra and panties while he searched her car? No way! This couldn’t be happening. Surely this was all a horrible dream.

She felt cold dread fill her stomach. If he searched her car he’d find everything! Amber wasn’t exactly familiar with all the laws, but she was pretty sure carrying shrooms was a felony! Nevermind whatever the trouble the weed and drunk driving would cause her.

And what the hell was up with the request to strip? Who was this cop? She swallowed hard, anxiety all over her face. The cop’s face swam before her vision but she wasn’t sure if that was from her drunkenness or tears, maybe both.

“Wh-why do ou hafta search my vehicle?” she slurred. Fuck. She didn’t even bother to respond to his request for her to strip.She was so high and scared. “What pr-probable cause do you haff?” She looked him up and down bravely as he had her, though her eyes had to travel a lot further to encompass the height of him. This moment felt so surreal. Probably due to how fucked up she was. She’d never stand up to a cop otherwise.

“Mm gunna need to see some identification from you too, ssir!” she demanded, trying to sound confident. “How do I know youre a real cop and not j-just some creep who prowls on young g-grls!”

She tried to stall him. Hopefully he’d get flustered and let her go!