Handcuffs and Donuts

A Sexual Fantasy

— By Phoebe

I'm driving down the highway in the middle of nowhere. Music blasting and the wind in my hair, whooshing through the open driver's seat window. I'm going a little fast, there's no one else around for miles. Or so I thought. I get pulled over by a policeman who tells me I have been going over the speed limit. We start chatting. I'm flirting a little, making small talk, discovering our common interests to serve mine. It turns out he's a very nice person who wont get me in trouble. We head into his car to take down my details but something overcomes the both of us and we can't resist. We start having sex. I handcuff him to the seat and feed myself and him the donuts that he has sitting in the car.