this happened a few months ago but for some reason i never really made it that public.... UNTIL NOW.
Like every good story, it starts off with smoking a bowl, just me alone in my car on a sunday night probably around 7-8ish. I finish that shit and I'm ready to do something. So (like the classy guy i am) i call one of my ex's that still hooked up with me at the time. She agreed to hangout and i went to go pick her up. We drove up to a place called "the top of the world" and we got in the back of my car for some serious sexy time. We started making out and all that shit while clothes were coming off and being thrown all over the car (cheetah spotted bra... legit).
Anyways, about 15 min in, we're still into it and another car pulls up next to us with their brights shinning on through the windows of the left side of our car. So we stop, she covers up a bit, and lays down. Being high as a mother fucker i just kinda stared into the headlights not really knowing what was going on. This fucking car just sat there for about 5 min with its brights on. Finally, it backed up, turned around, and left. Being horny and high, i didn't pick up the hint that >it might be a good idea to leave and find another spot to hookup.
We start up again and completely forget about what just happened. About 15-20 more min after starting up again, all the clothes are off and the windows are fogged up so much you could draw shit on them. She was on her knees and i was laying on the ground under her eating her out. She looked out the window and kinda just stopped moving or saying anything, no noises, no movement. I sat up and all i managed to say was, "is that a ca-" BAM. Fucking brights in our face. I started to think it was the same guy as last time until i saw that there was a second car. Almost right after we sat up to see who it was red and blue lights started flashing on the tops of them. I freaked the fuck out stumbling around to find my pants and shirt while she was frantically looking for her clothing as well. I jumped into the front seat right as one of the cops got out and asked me to get out of the car. I had no shirt on, pants with the zipper down, and a fading boner. I stepped out of the car and immediately tried to zip up my zipper but it got my dick a little bit on the way. without thinking, i yelled, "OW MY COCK, FUCK". The cop just stared at my like i was a retarded child with turrets, and started with the question, "What were you doing in there?"
Me: We were just kissing sir...
Cop: (trollin) Oh hmmm yeahh hmmm i see... So that's your bra in the back?
Me: ....... No sir...
Cop: yeah that's what i thought. Give me your license and go back and sit in the car.
Me: ..... Ok. :(
After the second cop got done interviewing her and making sure i wasn't like raping her or something they found that they were only able to let me off for a parking violation (which they couldn't even enforce because we were in the car while it was running). I talked to both of them, and they gave me my license back. As they were walking to their cars, the second cop slowed down and waited until the first cop got in his car and shut the door. He then whispered out loud, "hey kid.. your breath smells like weed and vagina."
I took a mint and drove her home
Cops are fucking cock-blocks yo.
Anything like this ever happen to you?
