Erotic Story/Edymaniac: Busty Ngozi and the ogling police officer (Part 3)

“I can assure you! I wouldn’t take drugs, not in a billion years!” Ngozi shook her head agitatedly. “I’ve no choice but to confirm these things. You did say you were out in a club, madam. It’s not strange to encounter such things in the clubs in this Lagos. So I’ll ask you again, do…

“W…what?!? No! I’ve never taken drugs, ever!” Ngozi was shocked by the question, did she look like a drug addict or something? She hoped not.

“You seemed very nervous before, I can tell that something is up. If it isn’t alcohol, then naturally I have reason to suspect it might be drugs.” He took a step closer to Ngozi and eyed her suspiciously.

“I can assure you! I wouldn’t take drugs, not in a billion years!” Ngozi shook her head agitatedly.

“I’ve no choice but to confirm these things. You did say you were out in a club, madam. It’s not strange to encounter such things in the clubs in this Lagos. So I’ll ask you again, do you have any drugs either on your person, or in the car?” He looked her up and down again.

“Neither, I swear oga!” Ngozi was a bit slow to realise where this was headed. Inspector Haruna’s heartbeat had accelerated at the thought of getting his hands on this dick stiffening beauty, even if it was under the pretence of a quick body search.

“I’m sorry, young woman but I don’t believe you. Being male, I am not authorized to search you myself. That will have to be done by a female officer back at our station. So I am placing you under arrest on suspicion of….” Please let this work he prayed.

“What!?! You’re arresting me?? But I haven’t done anything!” Ngozi started to panic, she could feel hot tears begin to burn In her eyes.

“No need to worry. If you pass all the tests and you aren’t carrying anything then you will be released later on tonight.”

“Tests?” That was one word she didn’t want to hear.

“Come this way.” He beckoned her towards the police car. Ngozi froze, she chewed her lip, trying to think of a way out. What if one of these tests showed she had been drinking? She had to do something to stop him from taking her back to the station.

“Look I’ll prove I’m not carrying anything, you can search me, I don’t mind.” With that she turned and placed her hands on the roof of her car, preparing to be patted down. It only then occurred to her that this was probably what he had wanted all along.

If it was, then he had done a good job of hiding it. Her dress was so tight and hugged her figure so perfectly, that it was obvious just from looking at her that she wasn’t concealing anything. Oh well she thought, why not let him have his fun, at least then he might let me go.

This was of course exactly what Inspector Haruna had been hoping for. It was the chance of a lifetime, even if she reported him and got him fired, he was sure it would be worth it.

“I…I am not permitted to search…” he had to make it at least sound convincing. Ngozi cut him off mid sentence, turning to look over her shoulder at him.

“Just get it over with.” Then she faced the car once more.

Inspector Haruna walked up to her slowly, still in a state of disbelief of what he was about to do. He wanted to make it seem as professional as possible, even though he really just wanted to run his hands all over her incredible body. He began to gently pat his way up the sides of her thighs, savouring the feel of her firm young flesh under her tight dress.

He could feel saliva beginning to pool in his mouth as he continued to move his hands up and over her hips, admiring the inward slope of her body as he reached her waist. Of course his ultimate goal was approaching, and he actually began to shake with burning, barely contained lust, inching towards her massive pair of breasts.

“I’m afraid I’ll have to check your…ehh…your….”

“It’s fine, go ahead.” Ngozi wasn’t stupid, she could tell this is what he wanted from the start. But why was it starting to turn her on so much? She could feel her panties starting to dampen as his hands moved their way up her body. It wasn’t him that was turning her on, he was quite old, and clearly out of shape. Maybe it was the situation that was getting her juices flowing.

He had the position of power, he could arrest her if he wished too, but she was the one who was really in control, she could tease this poor man to the edge of insanity, that was her power, and she loved to wield it.

Inspector Haruna closed his eyes and he actually had to stifle a moan of pleasure as his hands cupped the underside of Ngozi’s huge breasts for the first time. It was more amazing than anything he had ever dared to dream. They felt so heavy and yet so firm, he briefly lost all composure and squeezed them hard, causing them to swell up so much that they nearly spilled out of the top of Ngozi’s low cut dress.

He squashed them together, his thumbs tracing along the lace edges of her bra. For one panicked moment he thought he was about to blow his load, he was sure he had just felt her hardened nipples in the palm of his hands, instead a trickle of pre cum soaked into his trouser.

“Oh my god.” He mumbled, this was something he would remember until his dying day.

“Satisfied?” Ngozi’s voice snatch him back to reality and he unwillingly released her breasts. She had actually really enjoyed it, there was always something about having her breasts played with, it never failed to get her excited.

To tell the truth, he was far from satisfied. Her breasts were like a drug and he was now an addict, a low addict that would do just about anything to get another fix.

“It’s hard to tell if your hiding anything with such a padded bra on.” He had to at least try his luck.

“Padded? It’s not padded!” Ngozi sounded almost offended by the suggestion.

“I don’t believe you. You know it’s an offence to lie to the Nigeria Police don’t you? It’s called perverting the course of justice young lady.” He snarled.

Perverting? That’s a fitting word for a weirdo like him, Ngozi thought.

“Well I’m not showing you my breasts if that’s what you’re getting at.” She said defiantly.

Inspector Haruna couldn’t hide the look of disappointment that clouded his face. It looked like his luck was about to run dry. She had been acting nervously though, especially when he had mentioned alcohol, she didn’t seem drunk but she had admitted to having a drink, maybe just maybe she might fail. It was the last chance he had. “All right Miss, you are free to go….”

“Thank you!” Ngozi interrupted prematurely.

“….once we have taken to the station for an alcohol test. It’s a formality, just to make sure you aren’t drunk.”

Ngozi’s heart skipped a beat. Damn! It wasn’t going to be so easy after all. He had already started walking towards his car.

“Wait!” She called.