Over the Hood (mf nc anal) by Foxbat




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   Glancing in her rear-view mirror, Janie saw the blue and red flashing lights.  Turning 
down the blaring music, the siren became audible.

   "Oh fuck..." she swore, wondering where the cop had been hiding.  

   She slowed, and pulled off to the side of the rural country road.  It was late, and she was 
trying to push to the next big town before stopping at a motel to spend the night.  She 
needed to be in by the day after next, since classes started soon.

   Barely able to see over the mountain of her belongs in the back, Janie watched the officer 
approach her car.  She was still deciding whether to cry or to be honest.



   Officer Jackson held his Mag-light up over his shoulder in the classic pose, aiming the 
light directly into the pretty brunette's eyes.  It had been a quiet night, and he'd almost 
dozed off before the loaded station wagon had blazed past him.  In a flash of rage, he'd 
pulled out after the car to let her know the law, but his mind changed when he saw the 
sticker for the womens college on the back bumper.  

   Some of his pals told stories about young college girls they'd stopped.  Glancing back 
down the road, he thought he might give that a try.

   "Ma'am - do you know why I pulled you over,"  he asked in his best gruff officer voice, 
panning the intense beam across her face as she tried to avoid the blinding light.

   "Uh.... I wasn't paying attention, and I guess I might have been speeding, but I didn't 
mean it, honest."  The girl looked like she was on the verge of tears.  Her dark brown hair 
kept sliding into her eyes, and her squinting made her cute-as-a-button nose look delectable.  
He felt his cock coming to life.  He dropped the light a little, revealing a nice rack straining 
against one of those retro T-shirts.  This was gonna be good.

   "Ma'am - I'm going to have to ask you to step out of your vehicle."

   "But.... But I was only speeding..."



   "Please step out of the vehicle ma'am."  Officer Jackson's voice was more firm this 
time.  Janie sighed to herself, mentally cursed these backwater police who thought they were 
invincible, and climbed out of the car.  The officer escorted her towards his cruiser with his 
hand on her lower back.  When they reached the hood, he moved behind her.  

   "Please place you hands behind your back," the voice was such that she complied about 
at the same time she started to ask why, but it was too late.  She felt handcuffs snap around 
her wrists, as the officer stepped up against her, pinning her between himself and the hood.

   She felt herself being hauled upright by the neck, as he whispered in her ear that little girls 
like her ought not to drive alone at night.  His breath stank of coffee as he told her what he 
was going to do to her.



   Reaching his hands around her front, Jackson roughly groped her breasts, mashing them 
together, and kneading them, letting his cock press into her ass crack.  Grabbing her shirt by 
the collar, he tore it down the middle in one smooth motion, baring her tits to the cool night 
air.  She hadn't worn a bra since they got uncomfortable on the long drive.  Within minutes, 
her nipples had hardened from the combination of the cold and his manipulation.  

   Jackson felt rather than heard her sobbing as he thrust his hand down the front of her 
pants, retaining his grasp on one of her tits with his other hand.  Forcing her legs apart, he 
pressed his hand into her crotch, finding it totally devoid of moisture.  



   Janie cried out for the first time as the Officer slowly pushed his finger into her vagina, 
whispering obscenities into her ear the whole way.  With his finger in her pussy, and his 
hand still painfully squeezing her left breast, there was not a whole lot she could do.  

   After only a minute or so of poking around, she felt the finger withdraw.  Maybe it was 
over, she wondered, optimistic for a second.  No sooner had the hand left her pants though, 
than she was shoved forward over the hood.  She felt her tight fitting jeans being pulled 
down, followed by her panties.  Her pants, now around her ankles effectively hobbled her.  
The was a second of delay between the oh-shit feeling and the reality of the penis.



   Jackson rubbed his cock against the college girl's pussy.  It had been a while since he'd 
gotten laid, but his equipment was in great shape.  If anything, it seemed like his young 
victim wasn't too into the idea of getting raped on the hood of the cruiser.  

   But he didn't really give a fuck what she thought.  Maybe the extra friction would help 
him get off, he thought, as he lined his engorged cock up with her hole and started pushing.  
It was slow going - he pressed in an inch or two, and then had to ease back out before he 
could penetrate the next couple inches.  It took a few thrusts before he was fully inside the 
girl, but it felt great to have her hot dry pussy gripping his cock.  He started pounding his 
meat into her unresisting form, grabbing and slapping her tits with his hands in time to his 
cruel, relentless fucking.  With each thrust forward, the prone girl took his cock with 
nothing more than a pain-filled noise somewhere between a grunt and a moan.

   Officer Jackson did not last long, and blasted her young girl's pussy with his sperm.  
Withdrawing his cock, he looked down at his victim's cute buttocks.  He'd never had sex 
this good - his cock had not flagged at all from its exertion.  

   A truly evil idea came to him.  He spat on her exposed ass.


   She felt the glob of spit run down her ass crack, joining the cum which was leaking out of 
her abused pussy and starting to run down her leg.  Somewhere in the back of her mind it 
registered as odd, since he'd already raped her.

   She felt his member probing the now-cum-soaked folds of her pussy again, sliding briefly 
inside before disappearing.  Relief was just passing over her as she felt the officer's penis 
reappear, this time, pressing against her anus.  Anal sex was something akin to a locker 
room myth or urban legend to Janie - she never knew it was actually possible.

   Despite her efforts to clench her buttocks together against the invasion, she felt her anus 
expand painfully as his cock entered, aided by his spit and the cum from her earlier 
ravishment.  


   It was actually easier to penetrate her ass, he thought, withdrawing to coat his dick with 
more of the cum leaking from her pussy.  He thrust back in to the accompaniment of a 
muffled scream, as the girl tried to worm her way up the hood and away from the cock 
which was disappearing an inch at a time into her virgin ass.  He was also getting a munch 
better reaction, he thought, as he whacked the girl hard on the rump, earning another scream.  

   Pulling her head back by her pony tail, Jackson rammed his cock into her hole over and 
over again, slapping the girls tits and squeezing her ass cheeks as she continued crying and 
imploring him to stop.  He pushed her head back down against the cold metal hood of the 
cruiser, mashing her face against the surface with his free hand.

   It was then, in mid-thrust, that a horrifying thought occurred to him.  He'd forgotten to 
turn off the camera mounted on the dash of his cruiser.  Not that it really could be turned 
off - cameras like that had been installed in all the cruisers specifically to prevent abuses of 
police power like this.  

   Jackson looked down, taking in the sight of his cock half-buried in the girl's cute ass, her 
hands still cuffed behind her back, the bulge where her breasts were pressed against the 
hood, and finally her cute face with his hand mashed over it, two fingers hooked into her 
mouth.  Her fear-laden eyes met his for just a moment, as they followed his stare into the 
camera mounted only a few inches away from her face.  She twitched at the thought.

   The girl's twitch brought Jackson back to reality.  What the fuck, he thought, he might as 
well enjoy it the rest of the way.  He slammed himself back inside the poor girl's asshole, 
rocking the cruiser with the force of his thrusts as he climbed towards release, twisting her 
nipples and slapping her ass the whole way.  He felt tingling in his balls as he looked down 
to see his dick sliding into her ass.  He came, pulling her back towards him by the tits, as he 
painted her ass white with a second load of cum.

   After wiping his cock off on her ass cheek, Jackson hauled the inert girl back to her 
station wagon.  She had passed out about the time he came from the pain, he guessed.  He 
pushed her head and upper body through the open window of the car, leaving her ass 
exposed for anyone who might wish to sample it, before returning to his cruiser.


*Three days later*

   "Hey Ralph - check this out!"  

   Jerry pushed across a page of the local newspaper towards Sargeant Ralph Jackson.  It 
was a small article on the bottom of the third page which described the girl found on one of 
the back roads after what appeared to have been a gang-bang.  

   "Isn't that something," whistled Jed, the most junior member of the force who was 
responsible for maintaining the cruisers.  Jed winked at Ralph. Ralph had told him about the 
incident when he got back to the motor pool, and Jed had agreed to not to turn him in 
exchange for exclusive rights to distribute copies of the tape of the young co-ed being 
sodomized over the hood of the cruiser.



the end


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Never enough time


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