Pulling over a Slut 2 by Sid Whiskey
It had been three months since Billy had pulled over and fucked a drunk slut. He usually waited longer but that last time with Miss Woods had been so sweet, the best drunk fuck he’d ever had.
He even thought about paying her another visit. But he knew that wouldn’t be smart. And he had to be smart about his little, secret roadside fucks.
Once he made the decision to go ahead and take a girl tonight (it was Saturday night, after all), his shift seemed to go along at a snail’s pace.
Billy’s cock rose just pulling cars over. He got so hard he had to wait a full two minutes before getting out once they had stopped. His brain knew it wasn’t time to hunt yet but his cock wasn’t getting the message.
He even thought a young punk might have noticed his being stiff beneath his slacks because he got all creeped out halfway through their talking. Billy turned on the intimidation at that point and made sure the punk’s ticket was expensive. He would have taken him in, but he blew a point oh two into the breathalyzer. No DUI, then. Just speeding.
The end of his shift mercifully marched closer. Billy took up one of his spots on FM 1161.
After only three minutes, a sports car sped by going at least eighty in the hilly and curvy forty five mile speed zone. The hills made for great speed traps, not to mention fuck spots. They also made for great places to show off a car’s cornering and acceleration abilities-- both of which the fast, little car had in spades.
Despite his speed driving by, Billy had distinctly seen that the driver was a guy- not a potential slut who would fuck her way out of going to jail. This presented Billy with a moral dilemma.
Billy was committed to his job, to protecting and serving the citizens of his county. Not going after the sports car guy would mean shirking his duties. As much as he loved his drunk girl fucks, he always did them at the end of his shift. He didn’t take company time for his side line activities.
But if he took this guy in, which he was sure he would have to do, his hunting window would be closed and he would have to wait another week.
Billy didn’t think he could do that. Thoughts of wet, drunk pussy flooded his mind and colored his thinking. He was stuck on the thought of fucking dirty, wet pussy.
He should haul that guy to jail for putting lives at risk just to play with his car. But his cock had other plans. As much as he wanted to do the right thing, he knew he wasn’t going to.
Tonight, he simply could not be denied. Some really fucked up slut was going to get it from him and would hopefully be grateful for it.
Billy stayed hidden in his speed trap spot, quietly pushing away his guilt as he anticipated fucking the shit out of some girl who decided to drive drunk illegally.
The minutes ticked by and Billy’s cock grew harder. If someone didn’t come by soon, he would have to rub one off to relieve himself. His time window had almost closed completely when a large, black SUV drove by.
The driver must have thought staying on the paved portion of the road was more a guideline than a hard and fast rule. Never mind staying in one lane.
A public service, Billy thought.
He flicked on his lights and paced behind the SUV. The driver was now trying to stay in one lane but still having a difficult time of it. After a couple of minutes without stopping, Billy sped up and pulled up beside the SUV. They were both going about twenty five miles an hour and were almost beyond the hills that would provide cover for Billy to fuck this cunt.
Relief and anticipation spread through Billy’s body as he caught sight of the driver. She had big, blonde hair. Just his type.
He motioned for her to pull over and after a few seconds, she finally understood what he meant.
This is going to be fun, he thought.
Billy didn’t waste anytime. He pulled in front of the vehicle and quickly got out.
Her automatic window was coming down and the drunken, slurred excuses began spewing before he even got all the way to her door.
He let her talk while he admired her tits. They were big. She was big. Even better. She’ll be happy for it.
For some reason Billy couldn’t explain, he didn’t want to mess around with his explanations tonight. He just wanted to fuck her holes and maybe cum on her huge tits.
“Turn the engine off and get out of the vehicle slowly, ma’am,” Billy ordered.
His cock was ready to burst out of his slacks. He had to get their clothes off fast.
When she complied, he shut the door and gripped her arm, dragging her around the vehicles and down the hill.
That’s when she started getting loud.
“Hey! Wha you thin you doin?” she slurred.
When they were safely in the trees he turned her to face him. He looked in her eyes--they were half closed. He couldn’t believe someone had let her drive in her condition. He didn’t think she even had the wherewithal to be afraid for her life like she should be.
He was only going to fuck her. But in her condition, if it was anyone else who had gotten a hold of her, much worse could happen.
She was swaying on her feet. He kept his hand on her arm to steady her and bent down to squeeze and suck on her tit. Her dress was made of some stretchy fabric and pulled down easily, as did her bra.
She was silent as he indulged. He didn’t care what she was thinking. This drunkass cunt was his right now. He only hoped he could get his fuck in before she puked or passed out.
He stood back up and turned her around.
“Hey youse can’t be doin thiz. Iz not right.”
He unzipped her dress in the back and got it off of her. He unhooked her bra and let her jugs hang free. He squeezed them from behind. They were much bigger than his palms could hold.
He stepped back a second. He looked at her from behind. She was overweight but Billy didn’t care. He grabbed her panties in his fist and yanked them off. They made a ripping sound has he tore them from her large body. She jiggled all over from the violent action.
“I don understan. Why youse doin this to me?”
He stepped back up to her naked body from behind her and whispered in her ear as he put his hand between her legs from the back. His other hand wrapped around her over her arm, pinching her nipple.
“Do you wanna go to jail, honey? Do you wanna do some time for driving in your condition? ‘Cause that’s where you’re headed if you don’t fuck me right now.”
His fingers curved up into her pussy. He didn’t know what was going on in her blonde, little head but she was wet already.
“Oh,” was all she replied.
He sucked on her neck as he fingered her. She was getting nice and sloppy wet from just his fingering.
Billy couldn’t take it any more. He stepped back and stripped as fast as he could. The slut just stood there.
Probably concentrating on just standing up, Billy thought.
He turned her back around and as gently as his rock hard member would let him, lay her on the ground. Leaves and twigs made crunching sounds as they were crushed by her body.
“Now spread you legs nice and sweet for me sugar and we won’t have any problems. You don’t want any problems tonight, do you, sweetheart?” Billy drawled as he got on his knees and prepared to enter her.
He heard her keep saying no over and over again as he looked at her snatch. She didn’t shave.
So she probably doesn’t get fucked regular, Billy thought. His cock grew.
He put one palm down beside her ear and angled his tip with his other hand.
“Now don’t be too loud for me or I’m going to have to stuff something in your mouth. You understand? Just sit back and enjoy the ride.”
The blonde slut’s head nodded up and down as she slurred ‘okay’ over and over.
His tip touched the wetness of her slit and he groaned.
“I bet you’re nice and tight, aren’t you, sweetheart. Big on the outside and tight on the inside. Isn’t that right?”
Billy plunged his cock inside her and was treated to a nice, tight, wet pussy just like he wanted.
“Oh, yeah, sweetheart, you feel real nice.”
Billy laughed as she smiled at his compliment. He pulled out again and plunged even harder back in. She cried out.
He kept this up for minutes, willing himself to not cum despite how turned on he was by this dumb, drunk slut.
Her eyes were closed now, and her arms were still by her sides, but he could feel her squeezing him and moving with him.
“That’s right, honey. Enjoy my cock. It feels so good, doesn’t it?
She opened her eyes and Billy saw surprise in them.
“Yes,” she said shyly.
“Feels good to fucked nice, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” she answered with more enthusiasm.
He kept banging her as he bent down and sucked hard on each of her nipples.
Billy was pretty sure she was going to have scratches on her back, but she didn’t seem to notice. She was getting into it, now.
“Hold your tits together for me, honey. That’s right. That’s it.”
They formed two mountains of flesh before his eyes. Between her cunt and tits, he was getting close. But he didn’t want it to end, yet.
He abruptly pulled out and hopped to his knees. A part of him wished he had made time to get the blanket. He really wanted to see this cunt cum for him. She would be so grateful. He could tell.
But he needed release and she needed to sleep it off sooner rather than later.
“On your hands and knees, sweetheart. I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you.”
Her eyes grew wide but she complied. It took her a long time to accomplish the task and Billy had to hold her steady throughout.
When she was up and ready to be mounted, Billy sighed, proud.
The two big globes that were her ass stared at him. Her tits were hanging low and she barely had a waist to grab onto. But her skin was nice and pale like he liked it and her pussy was ripe. That was really all that mattered, anyway, he thought.
Billy steered his cock to her bottom hole and purposely grazed her anus. That would wake her up for sure.
When his tip was positioned right, he grabbed onto her fleshy hips and shoved hard. Her leaf-strewn blonde head shot up and her back arched in response. She howled like the animals that must live in these woods he was fucking her in.
That’s all they were, anyway. Just animals, Billy thought.
Her howling went up and down in rhythm to his plunges.
In and out of her wet, hairy pussy.
He fucked this drunk slut.
And then fucked her some more.
And then it was too much.
He bent over her body and grabbed her tit with one hand while holding her ass close to him as he shot his load into her waiting cunt.
Her wailing quieted down as he slowed to a stop, his cock spent.
He stared down at her fat ass and eyed her rosebud. If he tried, really tried, he could get it up again to fuck her in the ass. Her pussy lips were visibly swollen, adding a little life to his tired cock.
I’ll get the next one, he thought. He knew he was pushing his luck-- not so much from being caught as from her passing out. He was going to have to drop her at her house without her SUV. Billy didn’t think he could carry her weight if she decided his passenger seat was as good a bed as any.
He slowly pulled out and went about getting himself and her dressed. He got her home, still awake, and explained the terms of their little arrangement. She understood and seemed almost sad to see him go.
Billy liked that. His mind began to wander, thinking of ways he might be able to fuck her again.
But he caught himself and instead concentrated on ending his shift and getting home to bed. He knew he would sleep good tonight, having taken that drunk slut off the road and fucked her till she howled like an animal.
Life is good, he thought. Yes, it is.
THE END
Copyright © 2011 by Sid Whiskey
Published by Romantic Words Publishing, LLC
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