The sysop and I were having a discussion about unusual sexual experiences and
he found this one a bit interesting, perhaps you will too.

I lived in a very small mid-western town until I was 11 and my best friend was
Janet who had two older sisters...much older, they were already in high
school. One of them, Mary was dating a tall blonde guy that I had a severe
crush on. His name was Ronnie and I truly adored Ronnie.  But I was only 10
and he was almost 18 so as you may well imagine he knew nothing of my feelings
for him.

We moved to Arizona and I found new friends and several guys who taught me how
to do more than dream of wonderful sexual experiences.  But after high school
graduation I went back to that small town for a 6 week visit.  Guess who the
local Sheriff was?  None other than Ronnie.  He was divorced and he was still
as tall and as blonde as I remembered.

It doesn't take many brains to figure out how I managed to get his
attention...the accelerator pedal did it all and it was the first time in my
life I was happy to have a cop car with it's lights flashing in my rear-view
mirror.  He said he remembered my family but couldn7tDÅÕ¥Ñe remember me.
Undeterred, I mentioned some of our mutual acquaintances and specifically
Mary. He filled me in on her marriage and the three kids, etc.

He acted warm and friendly but frankly not quite friendly enough to suit my
mood.  Since it was summer and I was wearing a light cotton skirt, sans
pantyhose, it was easy to wiggle a little in my seat and cause the skirt to
climb my well tanned thighs.  He moved his head a little closer to the open
window and I was then certain he could smell the soft perfume I was wearing.
I smiled my prettiest "please officer, don't give me a ticket" smile and he
asked me if I knew the speed limit.  I said "no" and explained this was my
Aunt's car, and I wasn't used to the power yet.  He suggested that since this
was a homecoming for me he would be happy to excuse the transgression this one
time. But I should be more careful in the future.  He then offered to meet me
later when he was off duty and tell me what had happened in the 7 years I had
been gone.  Even though my Aunt had filled me in on the gossip I wanted Ronnie
to fill me in too, if you catch my meaning.  So I eagerly agreed to meet him
later.

The agreed upon time arrived and I drove to the park where we were to meet.
He was already there sitting on a picnic table smoking a cigarette in the
dark.  I loved the way he looked in his uniform.  We talked about my life
after we moved and what had and had not happened in this town since then.  He
then suggested we take a drive and he could show me the area.  He was still
driving his cruiser but I agreed.

As you know there is a large radio in a police car which virtually prohibits
two people from sitting too closely.  I didn't want to seem too eager and I
cheerfully sat on my side of the car while he drove on dark country roads,
presumably so I could look at the landscape.  What a joke that was, it was
10PM and pitch dark as only the country gets.  We chatted politely and I was
beginning to think I needed a more direct approach when he suddenly pulled off
on a small lane that serviced a farm his folks owned.  I was stunned when he
asked me if I wanted to smoke a joint.  Of course I agreed.

We smoked two joints and I was feeling very, very mellow and almost
simultaneously we moved closer together.  He reached for me and kissed me
lightly at first then very deeply.  I loved the feel of his tongue gently
searching for mine.  And his warm hands caressing my tits were turning me on
even more.  Like most people, grass has a tendency to make me incredibly horny
and I wanted to see what moves he would make next.  As I scooted closer to him
my hip nudged the handcuffs on his belt and they made a metallic noise.  I
asked him if I could see them and he readily unattached them from his belt and
in a very quick movement pointed one of them toward me.  I had not had time to
react when my left wrist was suddenly clasped tightly in the handcuffs which
he then attached to the steering wheel.

I told him my desire to see them was satisfied thinking he was playing a game
and would use the magic key to set me free.  He had other ideas and opened his
door, got out and came over to the passenger side door.  He opened it and slid
my body toward the steering wheel.  I was soon stretched across the broad seat
and had the use of only my right arm to maneuver with.  He gently moved my
legs up on the seat and held my right hand in his left as he began lifting my
skirt. My tiny bikini panties were soon visible and he began to remove them,
with a little hip twisting help from me of course.  Very soon he had his
blonde head between my thighs and was showing me the way they eat pussy in
small mid- western towns.

His tongue was very warm and wet against my clit and I was immediately
incredibly wet.  He used his large index finger to open my love hole and began
to finger fuck me as well as lick my clit.  I was in heaven and soon began a
series of orgasms the likes of which I had never experienced before.  He was
all I had dreamed he would be and I was bucking my pussy against his face as
my free hand rubbed his shoulder.  He continued to minister to my now enlarged
clit as he moved a second finger into my tight pussy.  He pushed his fingers
in opposite directions and this drove me into spasms and I moaned almost
animal sounds as I kept climaxing over and over again.

Finally as I began to feel I would soon lose consciousness he unzipped his
pants and I saw the most beautiful cock, ready to take me over the edge yet
again.  I begged him to take me. I wanted only to feel him filling me
completely.  Ronnie, being ever the considerate gentleman that he was,
immediately acceded to my pleas and very slowly stroked his thick cock against
my clit and then entered me, just as slowly.  My legs were spread as wide as
the seat would allow and he pushed slowly, forcing his huge member deeper
inside of me.  I felt as though I was being torn in two but I loved it at the
same time.  Soon he was all the way in and began long slow thrusts deep into
my wanting pussy. His was by far the largest cock I had ever seen.   It felt
as though his strokes were pressing him all the way up to my chest and I began
another climax as he filled me totally with his hard prick.  I contracted my
pussy to make it as tight as possible as he stroked inward and I loosened
again on the outstroke.  He was also moaning and telling me this was heaven
for him too.  Just as we were both almost over the edge I tried to move my
left leg a little more.  That must have been when I hit the radio button. But
we were too engrossed to notice at the time.  I was begging him to never stop
fucking me and he was promising to keep his hard cock in my love hole forever
when the voice over the radio rudely sounded with the words, "Does the Sheriff
require any assistance in dealing with the suspect?"  There was a great deal
of laughter and cat calling in the background but we had no intention of
responding or stopping our activities.  He continued to fuck me until he came
and filled me totally with his hot cum. Then he calmly, but a bit breathlessly
picked up the mike and said, "no thanks guys, the suspect is in custody and
has been subdued.  Over and out."

I apologized for hitting the radio and he laughed it off.  I asked if there
would be trouble over this.  He assured me there would be none if the men who
worked for him intended to continue their employment.

My visit lasted another 5 weeks and we saw a lot of each other, but he never
had to use the handcuffs again.  And we kept the radio well out of reach.
Sure am glad he got my message though!