A THANK YOU

Basically true story except for them calling me names
My ex-husband was pulled over on the highway one time by the Police while we were living in the Middle East. He was driving too fast. He was not drinking but we were on our way to a party and he had a lot of alcohol in the backseat and in the boot of the car. Some of it was open. I was dressed in a very short red skirt, no underwear and a deep plunging white halter top that barely contained my small tits. I was dressed like a party slut as requested by my husband.
The first policeman was very polite until he saw the alcohol in the backseat. He then made my husband get out of the car. He made the second younger policeman take the alcohol out of the backseat and place it on the road behind the car. He asked my husband to open the boot. Once opened, the policeman called for backup. He had my husband put his hands on the roof of the car by the backseat on the driver’s side. As he frisked my husband, the other police car pulled up.
It was very hot out and with no air conditioning on in the car, it was not long before I was sweating. The fact that I was nervous made me sweat that much more. My white top was slowly becoming see-thru. My dark hard nipples becoming more prominent. They said they had to check the rest of the car. I had to get out and put my hands on the hot roof of the car as well. I complained, they said it was procedure. This hiked my skirt up and the bottom of my ass was exposed for all to see. My tits were on the inside of the car as I had put the window down earlier in an effort to catch a breeze.
I was now sweating heavily. My top was wet. My nipples were hard against the wet top. The young officer told the older one that he should check the inside of the car to make sure he didn’t miss anything. He then spoke quietly to the two other officers. The older officer was now in the front seat. My husband was moved to the front of the car and asked to keep his hands on the front. The newly arrived senior policeman asked why he had so much alcohol. My husband explained about the party and that he was taking it for friends. He also asked to use his phone to call his friend, a retired General in the police, to speak on his behalf.
He responded that he would talk to the others and decide. That’s when he walked to my side of the car. He stopped directly behind me. He called his young officer over. He asked the two in the car if I had been searched. They replied negatively. He looked at my husband and said they would have to search me. He asked my husband if he gave permission for his wife to be searched by them or they could wait about two hours for a female officer to arrive and conduct the search. He added that while they searched me that he could call his friend, the General.
My husband asked me if they could search me. I was nervous, sweating and knew that one of them would feel ever part of my body as I stood with my hands on the car on the side of the road. I wanted this over quickly. I nodded to my husband. He agreed and was led to the first police car where he was to make the call.

The policeman behind me told me to relax. He told me to spread my legs. Reluctantly I spread them apart a little. He demanded me to spread them wider. I complied. The other two officers moved beside him. Even though my legs were exposed up to the cheeks of my ass, he started at my left ankle. He moved up my leg squeezing and rubbing, stopping at the bottom of my ass. His fingers lightly brushing the left ass cheek. He stepped back and told one of the younger officer to repeat what he had done. He explained that they were in training. Each one took a turn going up my left leg. I felt myself unwillingly getting wet.

The older officer praised them for doing well. He then repeated the rubbing on my right leg only this time he lightly groped my right ass cheek under the skirt. The younger officers did likewise, each one quickly groping my ass. My husband and the first officer returned. He had to assume the position at the front of the car again. My husband was to witness the search and sign off that it was done correctly. The first officer then took his turn feeling my legs, only he groped both ass cheeks and spread them.

The senior officer asked about the phone call. The first officer whispered in his ear. The senior officer announced that we would be on our way soon but that they had to finish searching me.

He then pulled up my skirt, fully exposing my ass for all to see. He began kneading my ass and spread my cheeks. He pushed a finger gently again my anus then slid both hands around under the front of the skirt. He rubbed my mound then slipped a finger in and out quickly. He whispered, - Nothing in there.

His hands then went up my sides and inside my halter top. My husband watched with a slight grin as he could see the senior officer was pulling my nipples. He reached to the back of my neck and untied the top. His hands returned to my tits which he groped freely. My wet top hung down.

Then each of the junior officers took a turn, only they each left their finger inside my wet cunt longer. I tried not to orgasm but couldn’t help myself. The second officer untied my top completely and tossed it in the back seat. The senior officer ordered the two grinning junior officer to oversee my husband returning the alcohol to the car.

The first officer took his turn behind me to search my body. The senior officer got in the front of our car. The first officer reversed the search by playing with my tits first the rubbing my ass. As he rubbed my ass the senior officer grabbed my tits again. The first officer unzipped my skirt, tossing it in the back of the car with my top, then he slid two fingers easily into my wet slit.

Unlike the other three men, who inserted and pulled out quickly, he began pumping them in and out of me. The senior officer inside the car started sucking and pinching my tits. I tried my best to not orgasm again but could not hold back as I moaned and shook violently. The young officers watched their superiors use me. They laughed calling me a slut and other things as the first officer pounded his fingers in and out of me. I was shaking and squirting all over the ground and the side of the car.

Then all at once, the first officer removed his fingers and the senior officer in the car stopped sucking my tits. He got out and came around to where I was shaking uncontrollably and leaning naked with my back against the hot car for support. My body was on full display in the hot sunlight on the side of a highway. The bulges in the officer’s pants were obvious. The young officers had their phones out taking pictures.

The senior officer told my husband to get in the car. He then helped me into my seat and closed the door. He then leaned in the window and began playing with my tits as my husband watched. He then slid his hands down between my legs and began fingering me as he looked at my husband. I reluctantly had orgasm after orgasm as he slammed his fingers into me. I began squirting again, trembling with each thrust of his fingers.

As the senior officer fingerfucked me, the young officers watched. The first officer was at my husband’s window and gave him the form to sign that the search of our car and bodies was lawful and respectful and that nothing illegal was found. He told my husband not to speed again. He said that as a favour to the retired General my husband could keep the alcohol. The senior officer then tugged my right nipple hard till I let out a small cry of pain. He then smiled, saying , Thank you for cooperating. He walked back to his car leaving me totally naked, shaking uncontrollably next to my husband.

As we drove, we did not talk at first. Finally, my husband spoke, saying it was a good thing he knew someone to call. He then praised me for being so good with the officers. He also admitted that he enjoyed the show. I was still shaking. I didn’t know what to say. I reached back for my clothes. I tied my top back up and pushed my skirt into place. Before I could say something he said that I seemed to enjoy it too based on how many times I came. He said it was a situation like in one of the movies we watched only the wife had to fuck and suck the police to stop the couple from going to jail.

I told him to be quiet. We had a little over an hour till we got to the party. I needed to nap. I dreamed about them fucking me. When all was said and done, I have to admit a part of me liked it a lot. There is something exciting about having no choice but to comply. It helped that my husband enjoyed watching them manhandle his slut wife. I liked making my husband happy. When we got to the party, I was horny.

The photo gives you an idea of how far up the skirt rose when I had to put my hands on the roof of the car.

Part 2 to follow if you wish - I meet the General