Mr. Basketball Ch. 17

He tried to control what was left of his drink but the change in direction and momentum spilled more of it into his lap. We spun across the grass on the other side of his driveway until we hit the blacktop of the road. The tires continued to spun and squeal until they gained traction and propelled us rapidly down the quiet street. He was trying to yell at me but was choking on the drink that went down his throat the wrong way.

"This thing's got great get up and go," I laughed. "I mean, it's not as fast as the Charger was but it gets up and goes."

"You asshole!" Randy shouted, coughed, and laughed at the same time. "How the hell am I going to get the smell out of the seat?"

"It's coconut rum," I offered. "Tell them it's a car air freshener... or a donut."

He coughed some more then caught his breath enough to defend himself. "That's pretty low, dude. And you know I don't like donuts."

"Where we going to?" I asked.

"Well," he coughed some more.

"You all right?" I asked.

"Fuck dude...that shit went down the wrong pipe and is burning my freaking lungs right now."

"I know it's good but you're supposed to drink it, not inhale it."

He laughed and cleared his throat again. "Well...the local liquor store is closed by now since it's after ten. You're going to have to go to the one in town. And we have to park at the gas station a few shops away too."

"That's a strange way to get your steps in," I said. "You couldn't get up early and go for a jog?"

"It ain't going to look very good if the cops get out of the car and go buy some booze," he laughed.

"Oh...duh," I chuckled. "Well... It would explain the smell in the car."

He smiled and flipped me the bird. He found my drink in the cup holder and took a big swig of it.

"Hey!" I cried. "Get your own drink."

"You're driving," he quipped. "You can't drink it anyway."

I tapped the brakes as he tried to take another sip. It splashed out and ran down his chin.

He laughed and punched my arm. "Dammit Jake, you fucking shit starter. I don't know how Teagan puts up with you."

"BJs and pussy keep me in line," I offered.

"I like you Jake, but not that much."

"No?" I asked. "How's the drink taste?"

He looked at the cup and remembered my comment about using my dick to mix his drink.

"Good thing this one was yours," he laughed.

"Yeah, but it's my dick so... what does that tell you?"

"That I'm friends with one weird SOB."

We both laughed at that.

"You want find the girls then?"

"I could use a BJ right about now," Randy agreed.

"You wanna skip the beer and find the girls?" I asked him more seriously now.

He thought for a second. "No, the girls should be at the house, right? Why would we skip the beer?"

"Mine goes to bed at like ten these days," I replied. "Being six months pregnant has her worn out."

"No wonder why you are propositioning me," Randy joked.

We both howled with laughter as I pulled to a stop at the stop sign. I needed to turn right so I checked left and saw a car coming so I had to wait. I looked back to the right out of habit and saw a car coming from that direction too. It was flying down the road but must have seen the reflective sheriff logo on the cruiser so it brake tapped hard. The other car I was waiting on passed in front of me and I was about to turn when the speeding car passed in front of us now. I instantly knew the car and who was in it. I turned left instead of right to follow it.

"Where you going, Jake? The store is the other way."

"Did you see the car speeding past us?" I asked.

"Kind of. What are you going to do, pull them over?"

"You want to get that BJ?" I asked.

He cocked his head around and looked at me. "I don't think I like where this is going."

I glanced over at his concerned look as I pushed the gas pedal to the floor to try and catch the car ahead of us. He obviously didn't recognize the car and whose it was.

"It's Sam's car," I hissed. "Look, we are right behind them now. Run the tag."

He looked at the plate and the sticker she had in the back window that confirmed it was her without running the tag. "Well damn. How the hell did you know it was her?"

"Who else would be flying down the road like that?"

"True," he agreed.

"What about the beer?" he asked.

"The beer is a guarantee," I said. "It's past ten so I better try to get my BJ now. If not I'm screwed."

"Fuck it," Randy shrugged. "What's the worst they can say? No?"

"How do you turn the lights on?" I asked. I was looking at all the switches but couldn't find the right one.

"For what?" Randy questioned.

"To pull them over," I smiled. "How else are we going to get BJs?"

His face lit up now. It finally donned on him that I meant we were going for BJs right now, not when we all got back to the house. I glanced back down at the switches again and was about to push one.

"Not yet," he said quickly. "Wait until they get off the main road a little. There's no way we are going to get BJs on the main drag."

I looked at him and smiled.

"Just tail them at a distance," he ordered. "Back off some. They should make the turn up ahead to get back to your dads place. It's about two miles up the way on the right."

"I know where I'm at," I hissed.

"Alright," Randy chuckled. "Grumpy bastard."

I couldn't help but laugh with him now. "We're like an old married couple."

"Where the hell is she going?" Randy asked as Sam turned before she should have. I turned to follow them.

"Don't Judy live down this way? Maybe they are going over there to pick something up."

"Let's light them up and find out," Randy smiled.

He reached down and flipped the lights on. The desolate street suddenly flashed blue and red as I continued down the road after them. The computerized voice spoke and said it was recording.

"Shit," Randy cried. "You didn't unhook the camera."

"I didn't know about the camera," I said.

"Dammit," Randy groaned. "Abort, abort."

"Peel the floor up and find the fuse," I said. "Everything is labeled."

He reached down and fumbled with the floor as the girls car slowed to a stop and pulled over. I pulled in behind them and stopped. I did just like I had seen dozens of times in the cop shows and flipped the spotlight on and pointed it to Sam's window. I could see her blinking as she checked the rearview mirror.

"Got it," Randy cheered as he pulled the fuse that stopped the camera from recording. His phone started ringing as he looked ahead to see what was going on.

He chuckled. "Sam is calling me."

"Don't answer it," I said quickly. "She's probably calling to tell you she's getting pulled over."

"Right," he smiled. He set it down now and looked at me.

"Well, what do we do?"

"You're the cop, you tell me."

"Well," he thought. "We don't get BJ training at the academy so..."

"Where's the loud speaker?" I asked. "Let's call them out of the car and cuff them and have our way with them."

He shrugged. "Go for it. Here."

I got the mic from him and cleared my throat before talking in a deeper voice to try my best to disguise it.

"Driver, exit out of the vehicle slowly with your hands up."

Sam slowly got out of the car and held her hands in the air. Randy and I couldn't help but laugh at her standing there trying to squint and see through the blinding spotlight. I gained my composure then spoke again.

"Driver, walk to the back of your car then turn and face away."

Sam slowly walked to the back bumper then turned away and held her hands in the air still.

"Passenger, exit the vehicle and put your hands in the air."

Teagan now exited the car and held her hands in the air. She was saying something to Sam but we couldn't hear it. We were too busy laughing again.

"Passenger, walk to the back bumper then turn and face away."

Teagan slowly walked back then turned away but dropped her hands.

"Hands up," I called.

Her hands shot straight up into the air. Randy and I started laughing again.

"You'd make a purdy dang good cop," he offered. "You sure you wanna coach? Maybe you ought to try out for the county."

I laughed and looked at him. "Have you ever seen Super Troopers?"

"Yeah?" he questioned.

"That would be us if we were working together," I replied. "We'd last a week before we got shit canned."

He burst out laughing again which made me laugh. "You better stick with coaching."

"Yeah," I agreed.

We saw the girls talking to each other again and turning slightly to try and see what was going on in the cop car. Teagan's hands had dropped again while Sam was trying to call Randy with her hands still in the air. His phone starting glowing and vibrating on the dash again.

"Hands in the air," I called over the speaker. "And put the phone down on the trunk."

Teagan's hands shot back up in the air as Sam glanced over her shoulder again before putting the phone down on the trunk.

"Both y'all reach down and lift your skirts up a little and shake," I ordered.

They both looked back at the cruiser and had stunned looks on their faces because of my request.

"You're going to give us away," Randy smiled.

"And?" I asked. "Who cares? At some point they are going to figure out it's us. Let's have a little fun with them first."

"We is checking for weapons," I called on the speaker. "Lift them up some and shake your hips while turning so we can see."

Teagan followed commands and brought her skirt up right to the point where her cheeks were showing a little and started a slow turn. Sam looked at Teagan and said something to her. Teagan said something back and continued to turn. The looks on their faces as they talked back and forth now was priceless. They had no idea what was going on but they knew something was very unusual about this traffic stop. Randy and I couldn't help but burst out laughing again.

Teagan completed her turn and started another one as Sam still stood there in protest of the request.

"Higher," I called on the speaker. "Skirts higher. Driver, follow commands or you will be tasered."

"Oh my gosh, dude," Randy roared with laughter. "We are so going to be dead when they find out it's us."

Teagan did what she was told and lifted her skirt higher so that half of her ass was hanging out. It was covered by a pair of sexy panties so she at least kept her modesty. She continued to turn. Sam was pissed as she turned around and looked back at the light coming from the cruiser. She was shouting something but we couldn't make out everything. We did hear we were assholes and something about Randy.

"You got your taser in here?" I asked. "We need the laser on it to scare her a little."

"It's at home with my gun belt but...I have this."

He pulled out his tac light that had a laser on it. He rolled the window down and pointed it out the open window at Teagan first then switched to Sam. She was more than pissed now as Teagan begged her to do what she was told. Teagan completed her third turn and was starting her fourth. The laser hitting her first scared her into pulling her skirt all the way up to her hips, completely exposing her skimpy panties. Sam was still defiant.

"Five, four, three...,"I counted down on the loud speaker.

Sam stomped her foot on the ground but finally complied with my request. She turned away from us and lifted her skirt all the way up to her hips. Her bare white ass came into view as she was naked underneath the skirt. She bent just a little and looked over her shoulder and shouted something at us again. The gist of it was she wasn't turning around so we could see her from the front.

"Well," I laughed. "That explains that."

Randy laughed as I picked up the mic again.

"That's good," I called. "Skirts down, stop turning."

"You don't want Sam to turn all the way around?" Randy asked with a grin.

"You want me to make her?" I asked him.

"Too late now, they dropped their skirts already."

"Face forward," I called. "Passenger, take four steps to your right." Teagan complied and was right on the edge of the bright headlights.

I looked at Randy as he nodded his approval.

"You ready?" he asked as he handed me a set of cuffs.

"I'll grab Tea and take her back here, you take Sam and head to her car."

"Sounds good, man."

We both stepped out of the car and headed towards our targets. I got to Teagan and grabbed her wrists before twisting her arms so her hands rested behind her back. I applied firm but gentle pressure as I forced her towards the passenger side of the cop car.

She tried to look back and protest but I grumbled for her to be quiet and move. She reluctantly obeyed and went ahead to the cruiser. I pushed her against the side of the cruiser and kicked her legs apart slightly.

"What did we do wrong?" she asked softly. "We weren't going that fast."

I leaned in close to her ear and whispered. "Sexy women can't be out past ten at night. It's against the new county ordinance."

"Jake," she gasped. "You fucking shit head."

"I'm not Jake," I said sternly. "I'm the law around here."

"Oh yeah," she giggled and started to play along. "Well...what do I have to do to get off with a warning?"

"Relax," I replied. "I've got to search you for weapons or hidden contraband first."

"You just did that," she offered.

"Are you resisting?" I asked.

She shook her head no and played along. She spread her legs a little more and pushed her butt out. I reached my free hand down to the bottom of her skirt and slowly slid it up between her legs until I touched her panties. I traced the middle and felt the dampness.

"What's this?" I asked as I touched her wet patch.

"I'm pregnant and a lot horny at the moment," she said slyly.

"Really?" I asked.

I released her hands and used both of mine to lift her skirt up until it was at her hips exposing her panties for the second time tonight.

"I better have a closer look."

"Jake," Teagan rasped. She wasn't playing anymore. "What about Randy?"

"He's fucking around with Sammy," I smiled. "Come on and play along with me. It's going to be fun."

"Well," she smiled back at me. "I'm pretty horny at the moment. Are you sure he's going to stay up there?"

"That's up to Sam but that was the plan. I was going to fuck you back here and he was going to get a BJ from her up there."

My fingers traced her slit and touched her wet patch again. She looked around at her surroundings now. We were on the side of a deserted road with no houses or traffic on it. It was just the two cars and the flashing lights bouncing off the shrubs and the street sign way down the street.

She smiled over her shoulder at me as she hooked her thumbs around her panties. They dropped to her knees in one quick motion.

"Where's your cuffs?" she asked coyly. "I've been a bad girl."

That did it for me. I pulled the cuffs from my pocket and gently got them to click around her wrists.

She giggled then growled as she spoke. "I wasn't expecting that."

"I don't have the key so you are stuck in them now," I said breaking character for just a second.

I cleared my throat. "I find you guilty of the crimes you've been charged with."

"What's the punishment, Officer?" she asked so seductively. I could feel her fingers touching my dick as it pressed hard against my jeans.

I opened the back door and moved her so we were closer to the opening just in case a car came down the road. We would at least be able to hide if we had to. She thought I wanted her to get inside so she tried to climb in.

"Are you trying to escape?" I asked.

"I thought...no, Officer. I would never try to escape."

She was so sexy right now playing along with the whole situation. I pushed her forward so she would lean down a little.

"Careful of the tummy," she warned.

I dropped her panties to her ankles and lifted her skirt up and pressed the balled fabric into her cuffed hands. She instinctively held it leaving her ass exposed. Slap! She yelped in surprise.

"Don't you tell the law what to do," I barked. Smack!

"Ouch," she whimpered. "Sorry, I've been a bad girl."

"So, you want to be let off with just a warning?"

"Yes, Mr. Officer, please," she begged in her little girl voice. I loved that voice. So sexy and seductive. "What can we do?"

I gave her pussy a gentle smack but left my hand on it and cupped it. Her wetness leaked heavily now. She was soaking wet and almost dripped into my hand. My cock was straining in my pants wanting to get out and sink into her hole. I reached down and unzipped my zipper.

I left my finger sink into her hole as I worked to free my cock. I could see and feel her juices running down my finger and drip from her. Damn she was wet. She softly pressed back into my finger as I worked to get my cock out. It was so hard it was stuck against my tight jeans and my leg.

I somehow managed to start pushing my finger in and out of her as my other hand worked the button on my pants to try and create more room. I needed to get my cock out but it was stuck. She whimpered and started to push back into my fingers. Her wetness poured from her opening as she whimpered again. If I didn't know any better I could have sworn she was cumming.

"Fuck me," she rasped. She took a ragged breath. "I'm cumming. Fuck me with your cock, Officer. Stop tormenting me. I know I've been bad but don't tease me like this."

Fuck she was so sexy right now. She was playing the part perfectly. I gave up on my cock for the moment and worked my fingers harder against her cunny. I pressed the small of her back and made her arch her ass more as I sawed my finger in and out quickly. Her juice ran from her and splashed everywhere as my fingers continued to plunge into her. It soaked my hand up to my wrist, her thighs, the side of the car all the way down to her panties at her ankles. I couldn't remember a time where she had cum so much.

"Officer," she cooed. "Please! Your cock."

I slowed my fingers and let her recover. I gently pressed in and out of her still feeling her puss drip out cum. She was so wet right now and I wanted nothing more than to sink my cock into her cunny.

"Please," she begged again.

I had to break character again. "My cock is stuck in my pants, Tea," I croaked. "Stay still for a second."

"You want me to help you?" she asked.

"You're handcuffed," I reminded her.

"How is it stuck?" she asked.

"It's so fucking hard right now I can't get it to bend up and come out." I had my pants unbuttoned so I just slide them down far enough until it finally sprang up.

"Sweet fucking relief," I gasped. "Finally!" I pulled my pants up and buttoned them but left my cock out the zipper hole.

"Now where were we?"

"I've been a bad girl," she offered.

I pressed my fingers back into her cunny and felt how wet she was still. I sawed them in and out while trying to find her spot deep inside.

"No, Officer," she gasped. "This is cruel and unusual punishment."

"You want off with a warning?" I asked and gave her ass a firm smack.

"Yes," she yelped.

"Then you will take the punishment I give you."

"Yes, Officer," she whimpered.

I found her spot with my fingers and left them deep inside her pussy while using my thumb to circle her clit. She whimpered and dripped more juice as I quickly brought her right back up to the edge of orgasm again. The way she gasped and then panted told me I had her right where I wanted her.

My fingers left her wetness and gripped my cock. I thrust my hips and slipped right inside and sank all the way in until my jeans were pressed against her bare ass. She gasped loudly at my intrusion then pressed back to feel my cock touching her swollen spot deep inside. I quickly turned my hand and slipped my thumb into her asshole. She clenched up at the sudden surprise of that.

"Don't worry," I said with authority. "Your punishment will be over soon."