Backwoods Break

I was cruising down the backwoods of southern Georgia.  I was driving my black ‘vette convertible with the top down.  Damn, the day was sweet and I was enjoying seeing how fast I could cruise the ‘vette down the deserted two-lane Georgia highway.  I guess I wasn’t paying attention to the speed limit sign because next I knew, I see a Georgia Highway Patrol motorcycle cop behind me with his lights flashing.

“Damn”, I thought, as I pulled over to the side of the rode.  The motorcycle cop pulled up behind me.

Damn he looked fine in his uniform and those hot black leather boots.  He swaggered up to my door.

“You know why I pulled you over?”, he asked?

“I guess officer I may have been going a little too fast.”

“Damn right.  You were going 75 in a 35 zone.”

“Really?  I was just enjoying the Georgia back roads and must of missed the sign.”

“Show me your license and insurance papers.”

I pulled out my license and reached over to the glove compartment for my insurance papers.  I noticed the cop leaning over into my car as I was grabbing my papers.  Damn that officer had bugling crotch.  I would love to get my tongue on his rod.  He sure looked packing.  I handed the cop my papers and he walked back to his bike.  The cop was on his radio calling in.

I started rubbing my crotch hard.  My boner was rock hard as I massaged my crotch.  Damn I wanted that cop bad.  I don’t know how long I waited for the cop to return.  When he did, I wasn’t paying attention and still rubbing my boner.

“Well partner”, the cop said.  “Here’s your license and papers back.  Here’s your ticket.”  The cop made an awkward pause.  “You know, if you need a little help with your problem down there. Maybe I can help.  I’m due to go on break.  If you are interested, follow me.”

“Hell yeah.  I’ll follow a hot stud like you anywhere.”

“Well, sounds like we have a date.”

The hot stud cop got on his bike and pulled away.  I followed in my ‘vette.  We drove a couple of miles and then pulled off onto a dirt road.  We travelled a bit down the road and then turned off on another road.  We went a couple hundred feet and then pulled off into a clearing.  Nice and remote I thought.

The cop stopped his bike and turned around.  I pulled up my car and parked.  The cop swung his leg off his bike and walked over to the car.

“Well pard, I’m gonna guess you want to fulfill your deepest cop fantasy?”

“Hell yeah.”

“Well let’s git started.  You know, you’re not the first.”

“Damn, I don’t care.  As long as I get to experience your hot stud juices.”

“Hell yeah.  Now git out of the car and strip.”

I stripped and the cop handcuffed me behind my back.

“Now boy, lick my boots.  I know you’ve wanted to get your filthy tongue on my boots.  Now start licking some leather, boy.  Before I start kicking your fucking ass!”

I started licking the cops boots.  Damn they were hot.  I’m getting a total hard-on while I kept licking his motorcycle boots.  Fuck this was a totally turn on being handcuffed licking his damn hot black leather boots.

“Yeah boy, keep licking.  Damn I get hard watching a fucking pussy boy like yourself licking my boots.  Damn hot.  I need a boy like you to shine these fuckers every day.  You want to be my fucking boot boy?  Hee hee.  Hell yeah.”

The cop unzips his pants and lets his rigid cock out.

“Boy, git on your knees.  Worship my damn cock like you did my boots.

I rose to my knees.  The handcuffs dug into my wrists.  I took that cop’s dick into my hot mouth and started sucking him hard.

“Damn boy, your mouth feels fucking hot on my rod.  Yeah, boy, suck my dick good.  Suck me hard, boy.  Hell yeah.  Fuck boy, suck me.

The cop pulled my hair and started ramming my face.

“Shit yeah boy.  I’m gonna fill your throat with my cum.  Git ready, boy for the best cum of your life.  Hell yeah!”

The cop shot his wad of cum down my throat.  After he came, he finally let go of my hair and pulled his wet cock out of my mouth.

“Thanks boy for the blow job.  You want me to jack off my boy?  Give you some pleasure?”

“Hell yeah.  I’m hard as can be.  Please jack my dick.”

The cop opened the door on my ‘vette and hauled me into the seat.  He pulled on his leather gloves and with a smile started jacking my dick.  He didn’t have to work long before I let a rope of jist spurt from my cock in his leather hand.  Then the cop bent down and licked the cum from my stomach and legs.  Damn it was hot.

“Well boy, before my break is over and I take off my cuffs, how ‘bout I ride your fuckin’ hot pussy ass?”

“Hell yeah!”

“Let’s do it on my bike.  Like I said, I’m gonna give you the cop fantasy of your life.”

“Damn right, pardner.  Damn I love this fucking day.”

The cop moved to his bike.  He leaned me back on his seat.  He straddled the bike and moved my ass into position.  He grabbed a tube of lube from his motorcycle bag and lubed his cock.  The cop inserted his cock up my ass and started humping me hard.  Damn the cop felt great in my ass.  I’d never been fucked on a bike before.

“Hell boy, you like gitting fucked by this cop.  Hell yeah, I’m gonna fucking ride your damn ass.  Take my meat up your ass, boy.  Fuck yeah.”

The cop was humping my ass good.  That bike was rocking.  Finally the cop shoots his load up my damn ass.

“Shit boy.  You are one helluva a ride.  Damn yeah!”

“You’re one helluva of fucking cop.”

“Shit yeah.  I guess I’d better uncuff you so you can git dressed.  Otherwise we may ride each other’s ass all day.”

“I wouldn’t mind that pardner.”

The cop uncuffed me and let me get dressed.  Before we left, the cop planted a hot kiss on my lips.  The cop tore up my speeding ticket and gave me his card in case I wanted get in touch again.  Definitely I was going to have to meet up again.  We both made our way back the main highway and parted our ways.  This was one helluva a damn road trip and backwoods break.

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