

1,566 notesTraffic Stop by yourbadgrrl, of course!
YBG and Tiffany skipped out at 4th period. They were sick of St. Maria Goretti Academy and wanted to smoke some dope and watch Tiffany’s dad’s porn stash. Tiffany was driving a bit too fast on 280 and got them pulled over.
“Oh fuck, my dad’s going to kill me—I didn’t tell him I was taking his car to school today! This is like my 3rd moving violation this month!”
“Tiffany—shut up. I bet we can get out of this,” said YBG, lifting her uniform skirt higher as the cops approached the car. Tiffany was smiling and unbuttoning her blouse’s top buttons when the officer reached the driver’s side door and said, “Registration and license, miss,” in a melodic voice.
Tiffany looked at YBG in a panic and hissed, “They’re lady cops!”
“And it’s a great thing in the 21st century, Tiffany, that there are police women,” YBG answered, noting the officer’s smile in her direction.
YBG quickly reassessed the situation. They were hot lady cops. With badges and leather and guns. And night sticks. She felt her face flush imagining all the things a lady cop might want to do to bratty, slutty schoolgirls like herself. Things that might distract them from the ticket awaiting Tiffany for going 95 in a 65 MPH zone.
“Officer, Tiffany was speeding because…well, I was distracting her. By playing with her pussy,” YBG ended the sentence with a whisper.
Tiffany froze in shock: “YBG! What the—?”
“And you, miss, surely you’re aware that by doing such ourrageous acts you endanger yourself, your friend and all the drivers on the freeway today, right?”
“Yes, ma’am, but…I just couldn’t wait. It’s Valentine’s Day, you know…”
The officer motioned her partner to come over to the car. “Officer Frank, these young ladies may need an education in road etiquette. The passenger here was distracting the driver by pleasuring her.”
“Why, that’s practically illegal, Officer King. They need to be taught a lesson.”
Tiffany gulped. “Yes, ma’am. We’re really sorry and promise we won’t ever do it again…”
Officer Frank laughed. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, little girl. We’re all going on a ride together. And you can show us exactly what you were doing when we pulled you over.”
With more than a little apprehension the girls climbed into the back of the patrol car…
Hours passed and it was dark by the time the girls made it back to Tiffany’s dad’s car, flushed, disheveled, but very satisfied. And sans speeding ticket.
“Did you know a nightstick was that big, YBG?” whispered Tiffany, her eyes almost dreamy at the memory.
“No. God, wasn’t that was amazing? Fuck!”
The girls sat in silence, lost in their own thoughts.
“Is your ass really sore? It’s killing me to sit here,” laughed Tiffany ruefully.
“Everything hurts…and everything feels so good!” admitted YBG, dreamily. “I’m still so so wet!”
“God, me too. What do you think they’re doing with our panties?” asked Tiffany.
“Saving them as mementos of a very hot fuck by the reservoir!”
“Let’s skip class again next week at this exact same time—”
“I was thinking the exact same thing!” The girls high-fived then burst out laughing.
“We are so bad!”
“Yeah. And we are so good! The lady cops said so.”
One from the vault! 💋