It is a somewhat longer, but all the more intense part.

Part one:

Summary from the first part:
On a car ride, to celebrate graduation, there is an unexpected encounter with a police officer who searched the car and checked each of the three girls individually, which left a lasting impression on Juny. Looks and touches were exchanged. In the end, the police officer left Juny his business card.

Part two:

The following day, Chloe (again as driver), Selina (Juny's best friend) and Juny were invited to a themed graduation party by a schoolmate. It was already late in the evening when Chloe's brother's car, which was a bit older, pulled up in front of the house. There were already quite a few people celebrating, all around their age and in an exuberant mood. Music was blaring throughout the street and colorful lights were shining out of the windows.

“I'm just looking for a free parking space. Go on in and reserve us a few drinks,” Chloe said animatedly.
The two friends got out and Juny looked down at herself. She was wearing a skin-tight orange jumpsuit with four numbers on the chest and a sporty leather jacket over it. She had put on a dark belt at her waist, which emphasized her hips so much that she was hardly recognizable. Her best friend looked at her with wide eyes.
“WOW!... That captive costume suits you perfectly.”
Selina stood right in front of her dressed as a cowboy. She pulled out a lasso and grinned into Juny's face, who couldn't help but return the grin.
“You only have to be persuaded long enough to squeeze yourself into something respectable... Come along then, you scoundrel”
She put her lasso around June's waist and dragged her to the entrance of the house.
“Let's take you to the sheriff then.”

The door was open and a smell of sweat, alcohol and perfume met them. They wove their way through the crowd, past the speakers, Juny still with the lasso around her hips, and up to the second floor until they came across Erik. A tall, slightly fatter young man, about the same age as the girls, wearing a blue cap and short shorts.
“May I present you with my prisoner?” Selina asked with a grin.
Erik turned around and had to laugh heartily, then he took the lasso from her and replied something like “with pleasure dearest”. He pulled June's hips towards him, his hands around her stomach. She smiled a little awkwardly, distantly and couldn't hear much of the conversation because of the loud music. Selina said goodbye, saying something like she would see Chloe at the entrance and that she would leave them alone for now. Erik bit his lower lip, pulled his cap back and grabbed her bottom. He pulled her very close to his body and grabbed her in all possible areas. He kneaded her breasts and bottom so that even a few of the partygoers looked around in surprise. But Juny squirmed and pushed him away from her body.
“Stop it! You know I don't like that - stop it.”
Then she managed to push Erik straight away, untied her lasso and threw it in his face. She turned around and walked down the stairs in search of her friends.

A few hours and shots had passed before she saw him again, and she hadn't seen any of her friends for a long time. She was just behind the house, enjoying the muffled music with a can of beer in her hand. Suddenly there were shouts from inside and the music stopped. Juny caught a glimpse of flashing red and blue lights on the side of the house and knew immediately that the police had probably been called. She put down her beer can and staggered to the back entrance. It was only now that she realized how drunk she actually was. Once at the entrance, she opened the door and paused for a moment before taking a deep breath and leaving the property.

But Juny didn't get far, because shortly after she stepped out of the door, a patrol car drove up. The car flashed its lights briefly before stopping right in front of Juny, she flinched briefly but then she saw the car window roll down. She immediately recognized that it was Officer Young, he slowly got out of his car and mumbled something into his radio. With a heavy step and the jingling of his uniform, he came straight towards her. She stood there transfixed, following his every move with hurried glances. Then, as if he had woken her from a dream with his words, he said.
“I thought I'd seen that old box of a car parked on the side of the road.”
But Juny couldn't get a word out at first, she had to sort out the whole situation in her drunken brain, her eyes examining Officer Young's entire stature. In the dim light, his upper arms looked even stronger and his bearded but soft face even softer.
“You seem very drunk to me and you're lucky I wasn't driving faster down the street.” He turned around briefly and opened the passenger door.
“Sit down first, you can't walk me through the streets like that... Wait, I'll help you.” He took her under the arms and helped her into the car.

Juny slowly regained consciousness and noticed that Officer Young was already sitting next to her. She started to grin and rummaged in her bag.
“Can I take you somewhere?” He asked kindly.
Then she pulled the business card, from yesterday's road control, of her jacket pocket and pointed a little awkwardly at the name.
“Are you Officer Young?” she realized even as she spoke that she had had some alcohol.
“Go ahead and call me Chris.” He grinned back at her.
“If you don't mind, I'm sure the party's over now anyway.” Chris nodded in agreement.
“It's best to go to my house, it's not far from here.” She pointed to a street in the car's navigation
system. Chris switched the car on and drove off, past the house where three police cars were already breaking up the scene, including her friends.

“So you weren't going to call me?” Chris asked with a laugh.
“Yes, I did. I just wanted to get some courage today.” She suddenly found it very easy to talk and enjoyed the fact that the two of them were among themselves.
“And are you brave enough now?” He replied a little more sternly and in a more dominant tone.
Juny noticed how she began to tremble a little under his voice, not out of fear, but out of pure lust. She took a deep breath, clenched her fists and gently placed the flat of her hand on his thigh, it was warm and she could feel the muscles in his leg as he slammed on the brakes.
Chris grunted and held up his left hand, twirling his wedding ring with his thumb.
“You know you can't talk to anyone about this.” His voice was even more serious and raspy now.
“Yes, sir!” She breathed back at him.
The car turned slowly into an unlit street, June's hand still on his thigh, clearly defined by the tight blue uniform pants. Her heartbeat could now be felt in her throat and she began to breathe softly from her mouth. The anticipation and tension made her body melt, her hair stood on end, her nipples stiffened and she realized she was getting wet. The car stopped and Chris unbuckled his seatbelt to look directly into Juny's eyes. The blood rushed to her face and she couldn't help but slide her hand deeper into his crotch. The bump she had only been able to feel briefly yesterday was nothing compared to what she could feel now. A thick swelling had spread in his pants, which looked as if it was about to burst through them. He grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her face towards his to plunge his tongue deep into her mouth. She returned the kiss and felt his pants twitch. During the kiss, he fondled her hard nipples and massaged her breasts with a firm handshake until he realized she was wearing a convict costume. He grinned devilishly
“An escapee... Do you want to know what happens to criminals like that?”

She nodded reservedly. His grin now even more pronounced, he rose from his seat and leaned over Juny, his uniform jingling. He made himself very tall and pushed her into the seat and against the door. His hand wandered along the skin-tight overall, over her stomach, over her chest, he spread his thumb and forefinger along her neck and slowly squeezed his hand tighter and tighter. Juny was now so wet that she suspected it was visible through the overalls. The leather jacket had already fallen in the footwell. Chris let go of her neck and turned his attention first to the belt, then to the zipper of the overalls, which he pulled slowly and full of anticipation first over her chest, then her stomach, right up to her intimate areas, where it must have been clearly damp from the sound. He instinctively licked her protruding nipples, the sensation was so intense that Juny moaned at the first touch. He moved between her legs and pressed his hard bulge between her thighs. She was now lying naked under Chris, who, still in uniform, also began to moan. Another deep French kiss was exchanged and Chris scrambled up again, apparently to unzip his pants. He rummaged around in his crotch for a moment before pulling out a hard pulsating cock. It wasn't particularly big, but thick and powerful, it was a perfect complementary image of his body. He held out his left hand, with the wedding ring, towards June's lips. She opened her mouth and sucked intensely on his index and ring fingers without breaking eye contact. As soon as she had finished, he also took the two fingers into his mouth, only to slowly press them between June's very wet labia. She moaned again, much harder this time, and squirmed back and forth on his fingers. She must have already come twice at that moment, because the first touch alone sent such waves of electricity through her body that she couldn't help but let it wash over her.

After she had finished, Chris tasted his fingers again, but this time with far more liquid and flavor. He inhaled deeply and grunted with pleasure. He spread his legs and took his hard cock in his wet hand, pushing her head towards his crotch with the other. Juny obeyed and knew what to do, without hesitation she opened her mouth as wide as she could. His hands held her hair together in a braid, at the same time he pressed her deeper and deeper, even until she started to gag and cough, but that didn't seem to stop him, Juny managed to take his whole shaft into her mouth. His cock was rock hard and very warm. Every now and then he flinched and some fluid came out of his glans. Chris leaned his head back and moaned with every movement she made on his shaft with her tongue.
“Fuck... I'm about to come, keep it up!” he groaned.
Chris now pressed her deep into his crotch and exploded in gushes of warm, thick cum in her mouth. He didn't let go of her until the last drop ran out of his pulsating cock.

He had beads of sweat on his forehead - that was the first thing she noticed when she was released from his crotch and stood up. Chris leaned in for a kiss and Juny, still with his load in her mouth, poured it into his mouth. She licked her lips and was visibly relieved. Both out of breath, they sat back down in their seats and Chris turned the car on, as if nothing had happened. But before they drove off, he handed her the business card that had fallen out. Juny took it and read

“Christopher Young - - - Police Officer at your service”.

*** This is the second time I've written a story like this, so please be respectful. It was a lot of fun again and I would still appreciate any suggestions and tips for improvement. <3**\*