ANNA JAYE WILDE

6/11/2015

A Ticket to Ride

 

Fucking hell, a parking ticket on my car windscreen. I didn’t realise I had parked in a restricted area and I had only been five minutes. Perhaps if I looked around I could find the traffic warden to “discuss” the matter in a civilised manner. Or flash my tits if necessary.

 

I spotted a man in uniform across the street from the back, grabbed the ticket and ran over to speak to him. I stopped in my tracks as I came face to face with him. Six foot four, maybe five and fucking gorgeous. My argumentative streak faded into oblivion as I locked on his eyes. They do say a man in uniform is sexy, don’t they?

 

“How can I help you, Miss?” His gaze was firmly on my chest. I trembled and my pussy started to drip. God how could he help me? Fuck the parking ticket, I’ll pay, just fuck me senseless and there’ll be no hard feelings. I waved my ticket at him.

 

“Er, I think you made a mistake. I’ve only been five minutes and the sign says you can park for ten.”

 

“Hmm.” The hunk of love responded, still staring at my nipples, now poking out under my blouse. “Maybe we could rectify this. Can you come with me?”

 

Any fucking time.

 

He escorted me to an alleyway behind the street, quiet and secluded. His hand reached my waist and he pulled me towards him, my hips grinding against him and my little skirt scant protection from his wandering hands. Good.

 

“There might be a way we can resolve this,” his hot breath on my neck as he crushed me against the wall. He smelt amazing.

 

“What do you suggest? I’m willing to co-operate in any way you see fit.” I held back a smile, fuck me he was sexy.

 

“Turn around please ma’am, face the wall.” His strong hands flipped me away from him. Pressed close up behind me his hands smoothed down my arms, over my waist and hips and to the top of my thighs. He stopped for a moment and his hand pushed between my legs, sliding his fingers up my naked skin and reaching my panties, soaking wet from his touch.

 

His finger slipped up my thigh and into the fabric, connecting with my skin. My pussy folds were slippery and my clit was throbbing, waiting for more. I needed him to touch me, to rub me and finger me and fuck me with his big cock. I think he was about to help me with my predicament.

 

“These need to come off.” He tugged at my panties between my legs and pulled them down and to the ground. I happily stepped out of them.

“What are you going to do to me?” I asked, hopefully.

 

“What do you think? You’ve been a bad girl and you need punishing. You can’t just take liberties with your parking. This is a very serious matter, young lady.” His voice was deep and sexy, I could have listened to him telling me off for hours. I loved being a naughty girl.

 

Big hands slid my skirt up and I was thankful for the seclusion of the alleyway, although not the most glamorous place I had ever been fucked, it had a certain je ne sais quoi about it. And at least the weather was warm. My ass was on full display and instead of fucking me, he decided to give me a little spanking.

 

He slapped me once and ran his hand over my pussy. Yep, still wet. Another slap and another stroke of my pussy. Even wetter. If he was trying to punish me then I needed more. More slaps ensued and more pussy swipes. Fuck me, I needed something inside me, the spanking was hot and each time he spanked me he touched my pussy and teased me.

 

I heard what I needed to hear, he was unzipping his trousers. I listened as they dropped down and he pressed himself up behind me. I felt his hard dick push between my thighs, sliding over the entrance to my pussy. He was grinding against me, making himself wet with my juice.

 

Then he lifted my hands above my head and pinned them to the wall in front. Between my legs his dick was sliding over me, back and forth. I was desperate now, enough teasing. Perhaps that was what he meant be punishment, teasing the crap out of me and walking away without fucking me. No! He can’t do that, can he? I suppose I could hardly make a formal complaint, could I?

 

After a few moments finally he began to fuck me, the pleasure intense as his big cock thrust hard inside me. Good god, he was huge. It was a good job I was so wet so he could slip inside easily.

 

His hands pinned mine against the wall and his body pressed into the back of me, his massive cock filling my pussy and satisfying my needs. How he ever thought this could be punishment I have no idea. I wasn’t going to argue.

 

His cock pumped in and out of me and I tried my best to keep the noise down but it wasn’t easy. The things I could do to this man if I had him naked in my bed. He would never get out, ever.

 

More hard thrusts in my pussy and I heard him hold his breath as he came inside me, his hot dick pumping liquid inside my already soaked pussy. God he felt good inside me.

 

He was a gentleman and picked up my panties from the floor and handed them to me. I put them back on to cover my modesty as he pulled up his trousers and locked away that beautiful cock.

 

“So, are you going to let me off the ticket now?”

 

“I would love to honey. The only trouble is I’m not actually a traffic warden. I’m a security guard, our uniforms do look similar, don’t they?”

 

Fucking cheeky bastard! Now who’s taking liberties!