Thread: Pulled Over (Rycbar & CntDestyr) - Closed

RE Pulled Over Rycbar CntDestyr Anthony Newton had drawn the short straw at work and got the exhilarating task of setting up a speed trap at the Old Mill Road as well as late night watch. There were literally only five houses lining the road, with quite a long distance between the two. The only people that ever drove on this road were old folks returning to their large houses in the suburbs of the big city. Still, his station had gotten some complaints that hooligans were driving fast, blaring loud music, and endangering the lives of the few families that lived on the road. It was that complaint alone that drug him out to the spot. The cop wasn't exactly a veteran, but he wasn't exactly a rookie either. This was his second full year on the force and something about bossing people around and doing what he wanted really got Anthony going. Sure, he had gone to college and could have gotten a white collar job sitting behind a desk filing papers and hiding behind a computer all day long, but that was boring, besides, he still got to do that sort of stuff for particularly heinous crimes and offenses. He had breezed through the academy, and knew the book like the back of his own hand. Anthony was a perfect cop. . .sort of. As far as the man's physical appearance was concerned, he was an All-American Wide Receiver that broke many records at his big school. His name was always floating around the different sports websites and the local news for his outstanding performance. He didn't get drafted to the NFL because he dropped out of college to pursue a career in law enforcement. He stood at six foot four with chiseled abs, muscular arms, and a shaved head that was hidden underneath his police cap. He ran a 4'4 40, and had the stamina of a prized racing horse in more ways than one. He was quickly rising through the ranks, and he aspired to be a detective at some point in his life or someone who didn't just sit on an empty street. The man was day-dreaming when a car came putting past. He clocked it as being a few miles below the speed limit, but that wasn't why he turned his lights on and pulled behind her. He pulled her over because of the large swerve that the driver had done on a straight road. The road she was on was just a long straight piece of tar that cut through a wide open field, with a small smattering of houses on one side. There were also a few trees that broke up the scene of just a rolling field of grass. His lights were still going as he climbed out the car and saw the girl standing before him, already out of the car. As he made his way towards her, he got a good look at her, before she spoke. As she did speak, the very distinct smell of alcohol washed over him, and he shook his head. It was clearly her first time drinking and driving, let alone just drinking in general. Licence and registration please. He asked her with a sigh. When she handed them to her, he smiled at her. Just put your hands on the roof of the car, palms down and wait for me to get back. He said as he made his way back to his car and ran her information. She had just gotten her driver's licence, that was clear, and her record was completely clean. Still, Anthony couldn't resist the opportunity that fate had presented him with. Making his way back to her, he placed her papers on the roof, setting his hat ontop of them so they wouldn't blow away in the wind. If this was her first time out, she probably didn't know how the procedure went for checking if someone was drunk or not while operating a vehicle. Keep your hands on the car, I am going to commence a quick search before we continue. Please spread your legs He told the sixteen year old girl. When she did, he started down at her bare ankles, feeling up her long smooth legs with his large calloused hands. When he got to her thighs, he stopped, squeezing her ass just a little bit, before he stood behind her and placed his left leg between her legs and against the car. He started to feel her hips and up her sides. She was standing a few feet from the car, so he had access to her front, and he started to just run his hands down her breasts and down her stomach. Still doing alright over there? He asked her with a smile. He really didn't care how she was doing, however. This was almost too easy. . .