#16

  “...what?”

  I look at Sarah in confusion.

  She looks at me with a ‘fuck me’ kind of eyes while raising her skirt.

  “Lick me.”

  Immediately, it was clear to me what she was asking.

  I look at her in shock.

  “Are you crazy? No. You’re driving!” I spoke.

  Sarah looked at me, begging.

  “Don’t worry about driving. This car won’t run for a while. Look at the traffic.”

  I groaned. That’s what she said. The car was not moving. It was stuck in a huge traffic jam. This was unusual. Although I could remember that there were indeed times when traffic was bad, it was not to this extent.

  I hear an ambunce, albeit faint- some accident must have happened.

  “But we’re literally in the center of the road. There are a lot of people. And besides, this traffic might not st long.”

  “Al, I said, don’t worry about it,” she said, pressing some buttons on the radio panel - which I thought was a radio. Apparently, it was not a radio since I heard a mechanical voice saying - Auto Pilot Mode.

  “Now, we don’t have a problem, right?” she asked.

  I’m still worried.

  “You, you can blow me instead.”

  I thought. It’s much easier for her to blow me than I eat her out since I would need to kneel on the floor in front of her, which is very uncomfortable, especially with the tight space.

  “No.” but contrary to my expectations, Sarah rejected it.

  “I blow you all the time Al. We can do that anytime you want… but right now, I want you to lick me. It’s one of the things I want to do… since we are already here, can’t you do it for me?”

  “But there’s no space… if you want you can find somepce to park ter, and I’ll do it for you, okay?”

  “No! I want it now! It would be meaningless if we do that!” as she said that she suddenly pulled some strange lever from beside her chair, and to my surprise, the chair actually moved backward, giving some space in front. Wide enough for an adult man to kneel comfortably.

  What the heck is wrong with this car?

  I thought it was just a normal car. But to think it even had some auto-piloting system, and now this…?

  Is this James Bond’s car?

  “...please?” she said, looking at me with a begging look.

  I let out a sigh, knowing there was nothing I could do but do what she wanted.

  “Close the window,” I said. However, she only smiled and said, “It’s fine. No one’s watching.”

  I knew there was.

  I could faintly see the silhouette behind the Truck’s window.

  I gred at her, “You pervert,” immediately knowing what she was trying to do.

  “...I love you too~”

  Sarah grinned and grabbed my arm.

  I let out a sigh.

  I contempted not doing it, but looking at my sister’s expectant look, I relented.

  She looks down at me with an excited grin. I rolled my eyes, showing that I was not really on board with this risky idea. However, my body didn’t share the same thought. And I know it. My cock was hard as a rock, and even my heart was beating like crazy.

  I ran my hands up and down her thin firm legs, paying particur attention to her inner thighs as my eager hands smoothed over her again and again. Kneeling now, I was in a prime prone position to take advantage of a rare sight: the mouth-watering private folds of my sister.

  I gulped.

  "...What are you going to do now?" Sarah cooed, looking at me with excitement.

  I looked at her and smiled.

  "I'm going to admire your tight holes and I'm going to lick you like crazy," I said. “Isn’t that what you want?”

  "Oh, God~” She seemed nervous, which was almost funny considering how she sounds so desperate… but it was understandable. I again gnced at the truck which was now almost growling right beside us.

  I opened her legs; her lips were tight and smooth. She must’ve shaved recently. I just looked at it, it was beautiful. I looked up at her, her brow was furrowed and her mouth slightly open, her eyes giving me that begging look to just do it now.

  "Bend over more, so I can get in there,"

  I said, in a soft voice. Sounding comforting rather than sensual.

  Sarah responded by pulling the lever further, sliding down so that her ass was just barely on the cushion, putting her pussy right under my face. I reached my hands underneath her legs and ass, wrapping my fingers around her upper thighs, giving me something to hold on to, also allowing me to keep her legs open. I was trying to think of something to say before I started, but couldn’t, so I just lowered my head and dove in.

  I could smell her scent - a somewhat pungent odor. A somewhat saucy smell but there is also a faint fragrance of flowers and fresh spring air, indicating that she most likely daubed a little of her perfume between her legs a little before we left.

  She must have been pnning this, I thought.

  Though, I chased that absurdity away. There’s no way she would have known that this road would get heavy traffic, would she?

  I savored the musky smell and leaned forward when suddenly, her right foot touched my face.

  “You like feet, right? Why don’t you kiss it while we’re at it?” she said.

  I noticed her gncing at the opened window.

  This brat... I growled and but didn't spoil her mood.

  “You really won’t stop that, don’t you?” I grunted before grabbing her leg and kissing her instep, then her ankle. "Is this fine?"

  “See, you do like it~” she moaned, but I completely ignored her, not wanting to admit it. "You're my little fuckstick, aren't you?"

  I could hear her breathing change as she felt my lips and tongue upon her skin.

  She always smelled nice. Could have been her natural scent, or maybe perfume? But I want to think that it was the former since it doesn’t smell like flowers or perfume at all. I leaned over to kiss and lick my way up her leg, she was ticklish behind her knee, but she stopped giggling when I kissed the inside of her thigh. I could smell her arousal through her panties. Fucking intoxicating.

  "Oh, right there~ You really love my body, don't you? You just can't wait until we go home, can't you? Do you really love my body that much?"

  Just what is she trying to do?

  Although I'm annoyed, I didn't stop.

  I kissed over her panties, going to her other thigh to kiss and lick her there. My hands reached up under her ass and I slowly started pulling her panties down. She called my name, and somehow, I loved the sweet undertone she had when she did.

  As I slowly exposed her pussy, I kissed her skin, my lips following the outline of her panties. Waxed smooth, her mound came into view, followed by her lips, already wet and partially engorged. She must have prepared herself, as the st time I saw it, it was not as bald as it looks now.

  I kissed the skin between her thigh and her lips, then lightly licked up and over her mound, not touching her pussy yet. I heard her groan in frustration as I pulled her panties down over her knees and my mouth followed.

  It was beautiful.

  Soft, smooth, and intoxicating, I was almost tempted to just worship here then and there. I ran my hands down the insides of my legs as I leaned forward and kissed her thigh, making her moan louder. I raised my gaze and found her eyes looking at me, smirking, biting her lips.

  “Good boy,” she said, and my body trembled.

  She patted my cheek with her hand and stared at me dead in the eyes. She was smiling so beautifully, and love, obsession, lust, gratitude—all kinds of emotions—colored her gaze that it almost mesmerized me.

  "That's a good boy."

  My cock was rock hard as I drank in that look on her face, completely lost in the overwhelming sensation of raw power over her that I held at the moment. She grabbed my face and pulled it against her cunt. The pink bia glowed warmly, under the coating of sticky shiny saliva.

  Working my way to her pussy with my lips and tongue, my hands under her ass raising her to me. Her scent was driving me wild as I licked up and down her crack, tasting her feminine goodness with each p. She didn’t hold back, she let loose with noises and movements, I gripped her thighs.

  Sarah started moving her hips from side to side as I covered the whole of her pussy and licked her lips with my tongue. She grabbed my head with both hands at that moment and pulled me tighter against her. I sucked the first one and the other lip into my mouth. Loving the feeling of her inside my mouth. I licked between her lips, first a little and then deeper.

  Suddenly, from the corner of my eyes, I noticed something. The truck moving beside us had its window pulled down, revealing a blonde-haired middle-aged woman, quite a beauty with only a few wrinkles on her forehead and rge, bountiful breasts.

  She was topless, her big, firm tits bared gloriously in the world, but she seemed not to care at all. Her eyes were fixed on us, and I could see the envy in her gaze. Another head popped out, seemingly confused about what she was looking at, but when her eyes found us, I could feel my eyes meeting hers.

  By now, the traffic had started moving slowly, and these two were so engrossed by the show being put on for them that they didn't notice the car ahead of them brake, and they went and hit the car from behind. I could see the owner get out and start shouting obscenities at these two. Luckily, the traffic cleared, and our car moved on, driving automatically, on autopilot.

  I pressed the button for the window to close with its tinted gss to avoid being seen again. I didn't share Sarah's kink and didn't want to put on a show for the world to see.

  As I returned to the task at hand, I couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious, knowing that we had an audience, if only for a moment. Though rather than anxiety, or fear, I can’t help but recognize the faint excitement that was bubbling inside of me.

  I soon forgot about the truck and its passengers as I lost myself in the taste and smell of her pussy. She was warm and wet, and I could feel her getting more and more turned on as I licked and sucked her clit.

  I reached under with my right hand and slid my thumb along her lips, feeling her juices coat it. As I sucked on her clit I pushed my thumb inside her. Did I mention how tight she was?

  Her taste was intoxicating, and I lost myself in the feeling of her body responding to my touch. She moaned and writhed beneath me, and I could feel her getting closer and closer to the edge.

  I quickened my pace, flicking my tongue over her clit faster and faster until she finally came, her whole body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

  I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, panting but content, when suddenly, a knock on the window.

  I snapped my head and turned to see a woman peering right against the tinted window.

  Even worse?

  She was wearing a policeman's attire.

  Immediately I panicked, not knowing what to do.

  However, the woman continued to knock.

  “I know you can hear me. If you’re done, open the window.” a faint voice said from behind the gss window.

  I had been so lost in the moment, so consumed with desire and pleasure, that I hadn't even heard the car pull up outside. But now, as I looked up and saw a police officer standing just inches away from me, I felt a cold chill run down my spine.

  I fumbled with the buttons and locks on the car window, my hands shaking as I tried to open it. The officer watched me with a calm, collected expression, but I could see the judgment in her eyes. I knew I had been caught in the act, and there was no way to deny it.

  "Is everything alright in there?" the officer asked, her voice barely audible through the thick gss.

  "Yes, officer," I stammered, my face flushing with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I can expin..."

  But the officer held up a hand to stop me.

  "There's no need to expin," she said. "I think I have a pretty good idea of what was going on in here.”

  My lips shut tight.

  “Officer, is something wrong? I don’t think we vioted anything…”

  I looked over at my sister. She was still panting slightly, but she met the officer's gaze calmly.

  “No,” the officer responded.

  Although what they were doing was considered a road viotion, she was not driving the car. So even if they slept inside, as long as the car was moving along at the right speed and course, there would be no problem at all.

  “I apologize for the disturbance. This is just a normal inspection… but may I see your driver's license and registration please." She asked, her voice firm but polite.

  “Alright,”

  “...here you can use this,”

  “Wh, what?”

  As Sarah rummaged through her purse, the officer turned to me and offered me a clean towel.

  I was confused at first, but then I realized that my face was still flushed and sticky from my sister’s juice. Bewildered, I took the towel gratefully, wiping my face and hands as the officer watched on with a faint smile.

  It was as if she was completely unfazed by what she had just witnessed - as if it was a normal occurrence. I couldn't help but feel a sense of shock at the contrast between this world and my previous one. In my old world, public dispys of affection like this would have been met with shock and disgust. But here, it seemed like no one batted an eyelid.

  “You missed some part,”

  The female officer said as she took the towel from my hand and proceeded to wipe the side of my face, and forehead, "It's alright, no need to be nervous," she said as if noticing my anxiety. "…we are just conducting a routine inspection, looking for any suspects who may have been involved in the accident up ahead."

  “Accident?”

  “Yeah. A group of stupid thugs hold up a jewelry store. We are chasing them from there to here where they caused an accident. Fortunately, you were not caught up in the crashes…” she said while wiping my face.

  I noticed she lingered on my mouth, rubbing my lips gently longer than it should.

  “Here’s my license.”

  The female officer pulled her hand back, and did I just notice a tinge of disappointment?

  I watched curiously as the female officer carefully, and I mean, very carefully folded the towel as if it was the most fragile thing in the world, before putting it back in her bag hanging on her waist. Sarah snorted at this action, but she didn’t say anything. The female officer then took Sarah’s license and ran it on the gadget in her hand- a square-shaped device. She swiped Sarah’s license on it and looked at the screen. Then I noticed her frown.

  "Your license has expired," she said, holding up the device for us to see.

  "What? That's not possible!" Sarah excimed, taking a closer look at the screen.

  There was a picture of Sarah along with some information about her- her name, age, birthdate, address, and type of care she owned… I noticed at the left corner, there was information that was encased in a red rectangle, beeping. As the female officer showed us the expiration date, there was no denying the truth. Sarah's license expired st year.

  "I'm sorry, but I'll have to ticket you for this," the officer said.

  “Wa, wait, it’s just st year. I mean, I forgot about it, but it's recent. Can’t I just get a warning for now?”

  “Unfortunately, you already have a viotion beforehand… I think this is, speeding?”

  “That’s…” Sarah was dumbstruck.

  The female officer shook her head grabbed her pen and started writing on the screen of the device. Seeing this, Sarah started panicking. And of course, I am too. I reached out and grabbed the officer’s hand, preventing them from writing anything.

  The officer looks at me in surprise.

  “Ahm, I, I know this is absurd… but can you turn a blind eye to this?” I asked.

  “J, just this once. I’ll make sure she gets her license renewed soon.”

  The officer looks at me strangely.

  “Is something wrong here?”

  Another voice asked from behind.

  I looked at the source and found another woman, a short-haired woman who was also wearing a police uniform.

  “Is everything okay, Diana?” the woman asked her colleague.

  “Yeah, everything’s fine.” the female officer looked at her colleague and said. She moved her hand which was holding the device behind her as if she was hiding it from the short-haired woman.

  “I was, yeah, I was just greeting… my, my cousins.” the female officer said.

  “Cousins?”

  She nodded. “From my mother’s side… this is Sarah, and this is…” she gestured to me.

  Recalling she had not heard my name, I immediately said, “Alvin… my name’s Alvin.”

  “...yeah, Alvin.” the female officer said.

  “Oh, quite a cute boy." The short-haired woman said. "Anyway, if there’s nothing wrong, let them pass through since it would obstruct the other vehicles.”

  “Will do.”

  "Bye Alvin~"

  "Goodbye, have a nice day."

  When the short-haired officer left, the female officer turned back at us.

  An awkward silence hangs over us.

  Of course, time weighs on our shoulders, so the officer coughed and said, “Okay… I’ll let this slide. But there will be no next time.”

  “Thank you, officer!” I said.

  The female officer smiled happily as she nodded, reaching out with her hand but then stopped mid-air as if she was hesitating. I was not though, and I grabbed her hand and pulled it against my cheek, which shocked both the officer and Sarah.

  “Al-hmm?!”

  I realized I was still holding her panties which I had pulled off earlier on a whim. Without thinking, I shoved them into her mouth to quiet her, eliciting another muffled protest.

  Keeping my eyes locked on the pretty cop, I took her hand and pressed it against my cheek, closing my eyes for a moment. Her hands are full of callouses, a little bit rough but smooth. And she smells good.

  "Hey officer, I'm sorry for the trouble. But can I get your number? I'd like to thank you properly for cutting us some sck here," I said hopefully after fishing out my phone and offering it to the officer.

  She seemed flustered but ultimately shook her head.

  "No need, just be more careful next time and get that license renewed, okay?"

  I was disappointed. But I didn’t want to give up.

  “You don’t want to?” I said, pulling a cute face - which I thought looked cute with upturned eyes - and unexpectedly it worked.

  I noticed she froze in pce, looking back at me with curiosity and excitement.

  She was very pretty.

  That is why I want to get to know her…

  ….…