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Caught Off Guard

By: jeleane



Viola had been speeding in her little blue car for only about 5 minutes before she was pulled over. Granted the alcohol and marijuana in her system had something to do with her driving abilities but she really couldn't afford to be brought in by the police and risk her parents finding out about her less than desirable behavior. She looked at herself in the rear view mirror not really paying attention to the cop as he exited his car. Her long natural hair was in a neat ponytail and her chocolate colored skin had a sheen of sweat. 

She fumbled around in her glove compartment but was startled by the tapping on her drivers side window. She rolled it down. 

"Good evening Miss. Do you realize how fast you were driving?" Viola recognized the voice and her eyes widened as she looked at the officer standing at her car. It was her parents neighbor Maurice Beverley. 

"Ummmm hi Mister Beverley" she said sadly. Maurice peered at the young driver. 

"Viola Jean why are you driving like a nut? Come on out here so I can give you a sobriety test." 

Viola climbed out of her car she stumbled a bit as she followed Maurice over to the side of the road he looked her over she was wearing a tight denim mini skirt and tight white v neck tee shirt that seemed to accentuate her b cup cleavage. 

"Have you been drinking Viola?" He asked with concern. 

Viola looked at the ground. "Yeah I had a few and I admit I smoked a little pot." 

Maurice shook his had at her "Well I won't have you do the sobriety test then but I will have to bring you in. How old are you again? 19, right? Which means you are drinking underage." Viola nodded her head she knew her parents would be furious her body trembled at the punishment she would have to endure. Maurice continued his lecture and while he repeated words that he had to repeat to other underage drinkers he couldn't help but to eye Viola's shapely chocolate legs and thick thighs. He circled her as he spoke just so he could get a look at her firm bigger than average round ass. His mouth moistened at the thought of what was under her skirt. 

"So Viola what do you think your parents would think of this?" 

Viola teared up "Look Mr. Beverley my parents would flip out is there any way we could avoid this? I can call a friend to drive my car home and drop me off and you can follow us I just can't go to jail not even over night." 

Maurice smiled a little bit at her pleas. He had know her since she was 4 and he was 25 he's watched her grow up and blossom, at times she had been like a little sister to him but now she being 19 and he saw her in a new light a sexier light. He stood there looking at the helpless ebony beauty and came up with a devious plan. 

"Look we can park the car around here and I'll drive you home and your parents wont know a thing okay?" 

Viola smiled and hugged Maurice. "Thank you so much" She handed him the car keys and ran to his squad car and hopped in. 

Maurice parked the car in a secure place and returned to his vehicle. He handed Viola back her keys and watched as she had to maneuver the keys into her tight skirt pocket he watched as she twisted and turned and even lifted herself off the seat. Her shirt rode up a bit and he saw her tummy flat smooth chocolate. Once she got the keys in her pocket he started the car. "Are you looking to go straight home?" he asked as he drove through the dark empty streets 

"Well yeah, thats where I was headed and right now I wouldn't be caught dead hanging with a uniform cop word will get around and everyone will think I'm a narc." Viola smiled and 

Maurice laughed "Well you said you'd do anything to avoid your folks from finding out about your DUI and I haven't had you 'do anything' yet." 

Viola's face changed she looked at Maurice wondering what was he thinking. "Umm well yeah like I can mow your lawn or clean your house for you I know how you bachelors never have a clean house." 

Maurice nodded to her offerings "Umm yeah that sounds good but actually I am a neat bachelor and like to mow my own lawn" he responded. 

Viola looked him over his light brown eyes seemed to catch the dimmest light making them shine even in the darkness of the car. He was always reminded her of rapper ICE-T whom she personally found to be good looking. His uniform fit him loosely as he was and always had been slim built. He pulled over to the side of the road Viola looked around and saw he had driven them to a dead end she remained calm even though he had driven her to an unknown area. He turned on the overhead light and looked Viola right in her big beautiful almond shaped eyes. She couldn't help but look back and deep down she knew what he wanted from her but still tried to deny he would get anything out of her. 

"Look Maurice you've watched me grow up you're like an older brother to me." Maurice interrupted her with a deep throat kiss. His tongue swirled in her mouth chasing hers Viola couldn't help but kiss him back for just a second just to enjoy it a little bit. 

She broke their kiss "I don't want to do this Maurice." 

He didn't say a word he simply slid his hand between her legs and up her skirt. He gently squeezed her thighs and traced his fingers along her thong panties. Viola gasped, her breath was taken away. She had sex before and was no stranger to foreplay but the gentleness of Maurice's touch sent a tremble through her pussy and the wetness quickly followed. As he toyed with her pussy he whispered in Viola's ear "It's a bit uncomfortable in the car we could head to my house where you'd be more comfortable but you must behave yourself. Can you behave yourself for me? Can you be my good little girl?" Before Viola answered Maurice slid his finger around her thong and into her pussy and finger fucked her slowly. Viola moaned her pussy muscles contracted on his finger. He stroked her slowly in and out "Are you my good girl?" he asked as he placed kisses on her cheek. Viola nodded her thoughts were full of only lust. Maurice pulled his finger out of her and sucked her juices into his mouth and smiled "You are a delicious one." He started the car and drove towards his home.

Caught off Guard ... By the Guard



Susan considered the young man's proposal. She had no intention of accepting, but, her already purring libido snarled like a big cat. His offer had shocked her; his audacity had been breathtaking, especially considering his youth; Susan could feel the pulse of interest between her thighs. However adventurous she believed herself to be, her suburban chains held fast.

Besides, she had other business.

"I'm sure you're sincere," she demurred, smiling despite the traitorous clenching of her sex. "But a party with you and your three friends ...? In your barracks ...? I'm flattered you find me attractive enough to ask, but no, I don't think so."

The young man grinned at her and swigged from the can in his fist. He shrugged: "No harm in asking, eh?" He gave a bold wink and stood. Then, swaying with the jerking motion of the train, he rejoined his friends further along the carriage.

Susan settled back into the seat and indulged in a little fantasy reel as the train clattered rudely onwards through the warm, summer twilight towards Hampshire. 

What if she had agreed? Four fit young men ... simultaneously? Susan shifted and wriggled while the warmth inside her knickers spread; she felt an insidious trickle and pressed a hand against her body. She could feel the heat even through her underwear and light, cotton dress.

"Filthy cow," she muttered, still cupping her mound.

Susan's admiring quartet alighted at an anonymous station; the train jolted and continued on its way. Like a meerkat, Susan stretched to check the carriage. She was alone.

Her hand slithered back to the place between her legs, Susan moaned with arousal and grew reckless as her enflamed ardour burned hotter and, without thinking, she lifted the hem of the dress, sliding her hand under the elastic of her damp panties. Her fingers against her smooth mons, Susan pressed again, but this time allowed herself the illicit pleasure of sliding her middle finger between the sticky folds of her labia. The fingertip slipped across her clitoris and she gasped.

Susan slid her knickers down her legs after another paranoid inspection confirmed she was indeed alone in the carriage. She stepped out of the garment and pushed the damp scrap into her bag.

Slumped back in her seat Susan rubbed herself urgently while images of the four squaddies, naked and hard, sprang to mind.

"Oh, god!" she cried imagining their erections waving in front of her face. Those men in my mouth ... Taking them in turn between my legs ... Susan thrust three fingers inside herself as her desperation heightened; her other, busy hand rubbed at her hard clit. 

She was close ... so close ...

Susan sensed his presence -- a shadow beyond her closed eyelids. Her eyes opened.

A man dressed in uniformed livery of the railway company stared at her boggle-eyed. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. 

Susan stared at him. "Oh!" she blurted as she clamped her thighs shut and fumbled at her dress. 

The man cleared his throat and looked away from Susan. "Ticket please, miss," he mumbled.

"Oh my, god," Susan blurted. "I'm sorry ... So sorry. I ..." Her already flushed face grew redder.

"Ticket, miss," the man insisted. 

Susan, red-faced but with her decorum restored, rummaged through her bag. She searched under and around her discarded panties but came out empty-handed.

"There's a penalty, miss," the man said.

"I don't have any money on me," Susan replied with a tremor in her voice. She replied in the negative to the guard's suggestion of identification and her address so a fine could be issued retrospectively.

"Nothing?" he asked finally. "Then I'll have to hand you to the BTP...The Transport Police," he clarified to Susan's mystified expression. "We can get off at the next station," he added.

"That's my stop! Surely we can do this another way ... Without the police I mean."

The man grinned. "Well ... considering what you were up to ..."

He let the suggestion hang in the air.

Another indecent proposal!

"You mean ...?" Susan's pussy growled in anticipation. She considered the second offer of the night. "I could pay the fine in kind?" 

The man smirked and shrugged.

The pair walked along the station concourse. Twilight had become full dark.

"I shouldn't be doing this," the man admitted as he unlocked the anonymous wooden door. "That train's got two stops to go; I could get the sack if I'm not on it." He paused. "Although ... this time of night ...?" He shrugged to suggest that being caught was unlikely.

"I shouldn't be doing this either," Susan responded, "but I'm feeling so damned horny ..." She looked at the man and added, "And you seem OK. I mean you're pretty decent looking, I'd probably go for you if the situation were different ..."

He led Susan into what was obviously the train crews' rest room. Shabby, utilitarian furniture, not one piece matching another, was dotted around. A collection of old easy-chairs and a two-seater settee -- all probably donated by railway employees over the years, surrounded a decrepit wooden table. A microwave oven, a kettle, and a fridge completed the untidy, yet oddly homely, scene.

"Romantic," Susan remarked, yet, despite her sarcastic tone, she followed the train guard into the room. "How are we going to do this?" she asked, eyeing the sofa. "Do you want me here?"

"I couldn't believe my eyes," the man said as he locked the door. "You sitting there in that carriage with your—" He pulled a face and waved his hands at Susan in a vague gesture. "—With your dress all bunched up and that."

Reminded of her debauchery, lust burst anew in Susan's groin. She hiked her dress to her waist and slumped into the settee.

"Like this?" she asked and spread her legs to expose herself to the man's hungry stare.

"Just like that," he growled. "Do it again. Show me again. Fuck yourself with your fingers."

She complied and held her labia apart, thrilled to know he watched. The man rubbed the front of his uniform trousers and stared while Susan masturbated.

The woman purred as her fingers squelched around her sex. "I want to see your cock. Take it out. Show me how much I excite you," She smiled when she saw the man's erection jutting from his gaping flies. "Oh my, I want to touch it!"

Moments later Susan's fist moved back and forth as she simultaneously masturbated both herself and the now slack-jawed guard. She raised herself to a sitting position and manoeuvred the man so he stood in front of her. Then, holding him upright, she opened her mouth and placed her lips around the dome of his penis. He sighed and pushed his fingers through Susan's straight, black hair. The woman moaned around her mouthful as she fellated him and, at the same time, continued to rub at her own sodden vulva.

"Lick me," she gasped after a few minutes when she sensed he was close to coming. "Lick me till I come and then put it in me. I'm so close ..."

Susan groaned when she felt hot breath against her sensitive flesh. She sighed and gabbled obscenities, urging the man to tongue her until, inevitably given her state of arousal, she grunted and wailed to a noisy climax.

A foil packet materialised in the man's fingers and he rolled the condom over his penis before unbuckling his trousers and pulling them down to his knees.

"From behind," he mumbled. "Kneel on the settee and stick your arse out." Susan did as he instructed. "Fuck yes ..." the man sighed as Susan's body clenched around his cock. His fingers dug into Susan's hips and he began to thrust at her. There was no finesse to their coupling, just an urgency that soon had the pair groaning and panting.

"Kiss me," Susan urged as she craned her neck to face the man stabbing into her. She whimpered into his open mouth as their tongues slid and danced until, finally, he gave a huge grunt and clawed his fingers deeper into her hips. Susan felt his cock throb and knew by his babbling invective that he was pumping his seed into the rubber teat of the condom. The knowledge triggered her own, explosive, second climax.

"The condom was a good move," Susan purred to her husband as she lay on the sofa, with her legs wide apart. The position exposed the scarlet gape of her opening. "It somehow made the situation all the more real, more believable."

"Glad you approved," he grinned. "Ready for some more?" He nodded down to his cock, which still stood firm and obviously interested. "Bareback this time."

"This certainly spiced things up!" She replied. "Come and get me, lover." Susan smirked and opened her arms in welcome.



Caught Off Guard Ch. 02



When we last left our couple Maurice and Viola Jean. Maurice had used his powers of persuasion lol to convince young Viola to get out of jail time for a DUI by well ya know and if you don't know read part one DUH lol!! 

*

Maurice drove into his garage one hand was busy playing in Viola's sopping pussy while the other carefully steered his police cruiser. He turned off the engine and glanced at Viola. Her skirt was up around her waist and she had a glazed look of lust and pleasure on her face as he slid his fingers back and forth rubbing her clit. She was massaging her breasts and was softly moaning almost meowing like a kitten. Maurice withdrew his hand and smiled at her. 

"We're home, now come on so we can have some fun inside." He climbed out of the car and went to open her door for her.

Viola was starting to have second thoughts. Her emotions were conflicting, lust and fear seemed to over take her. Maurice opened the car door to help her out of the car she got out but backed away slowly. Maurice took her face in his hands and deeply kissed her. He broke the kiss and silently led her through the house and upstairs to his bedroom.

"I still don't want to do this. This isn't right," she said softly as they entered the room.

Maurice slid his hand under her skirt and fingered her. Viola's eyes rolled up into her head.

"Yeah you want it and trust me, it will feel right once I get in there." 

He pulled her toward the bed then pushed her to her knees by her shoulders and unzipped his pants. She was now looking at his dick his 9 inch long light brown thick dick. It was pointed straight at her mouth waiting to be sucked. Viola couldn't help but to lick her lips, a slut not at all but she did enjoy sucking cock. The smooth hardness of a dick sliding past her lips and the way a man would jerk and moan right before he came in her mouth and she always swallowed no matter the taste but she never had a bad tasting dick venture its way any where near her tongue. Viola gave great head she knew it and the boys she fucked knew it and now Maurice was about to find out whether she liked it or not.

"Come on little girl kiss it for me, you have the right to remain silent, anything said or done will be to you, strictly for pleasure." Maurice smiled looking down on the young girl. He watched as she slowly parted her lips and took him in her mouth. As he watched her and she watched him. Their eyes locked on each other as he felt her tongue massage the length on his cock and then twirl circles around the head. Her mouth was like a gentle vacuum as his pre-cum oozed slowly out and down her throat. Maurice fucked her mouth slowly enjoying the fact that she never broke their gaze. He reached around her head and pulled the ponytail holder out of her hair allowing it to fall down framing her lovely cock sucking face.

"Damn you sure know your way around a dick Viola Jean." Maurice hissed as he felt his balls tighten and his knees almost buckled. 

Viola Jean felt his balls tighten too, this made her eager and she sucked harder. Something familiar hit the back of her throat and she stopped so her mouth could fill up so she could taste his cum. He tasted sweet and light and she swallowed every drop while he stroked her head. "That's my good girl Viola Jean good to the last drop huh?"

Viola nodded, her pussy throbbed and was in need of release. Her knees hurt from kneeling she didn't really want to let Maurice know she was beginning to enjoy herself. Maurice helped her off her knees, stripped her naked and laid her on the bed. He walked over to his nightstand and she heard him grab for something. He turned around and dangled handcuffs in front of her.

"What do you need those for you got me where you want me, don't you?" she asked wide eyed. 

"Yeah it appears that way but can never be too careful. I don't want you thinking you can just sneak away anytime you want to." Maurice said as he clicked one cuff around a rod in the head board. 

Viola got frightened again. "What you mean? You can't keep me here all night my parents will have a fit, I'll be grounded!"

"I suppose they will." Maurice laughed as he reached for her left wrist and secured her in place. "Don't worry you'll be home by 8 am tomorrow and I know for a fact you'll be grounded and if I suggest you help me clean my house, my yard or my garage as part of your punishment your parents would think its a great idea."

Viola Jean huffed "Thats not fair, this is supposed to be a one time thing!"

Maurice sucked his teeth "Oh please Viola you're enjoying yourself as much as I am if your pussy got any wetter I'd need a new mattress. I just need incentive that I'll be laying my cock in that sweet pussy on a regular basis. By the way, for the record I don't share pussy so I suggest you break up with whatever dick you riding ASAP." 

Maurice walked out the room and returned finishing a bottle of water as he gazed upon the young ebony beauty and she gazed back through chocolate angry eyes. Her breasts sat up perky on her toned tight body even as she laid down, her nipples erect like hersheys kisses and all he wanted to do was taste her chocolate. He climbed on top of her and immediately sucked her left nipple and his pinched her right one. His tongue flicked her nipple back and forth sending shocks straight to her clit. 

Viola's breathing changed he felt her freehand stroke his head as he continued to suck on. She motioned him to switch breasts and he did. Her pussy was soaked and aching to be fucked. Maurice slid his hand between her legs and dipped two fingers inside of her. He watched her face for reaction as he probed her pussy, eyes closed her mouth looked as if were moaning but no sound was coming out. He licked his lips, mouth watering he stuck his tongue deep into her pussy. He licked and sucked her pussy she was just as sweet to him as he was to her. She squirmed and squeezed his head with her thighs but that just made him want her more.

"Oh my god Maurice! Shit shit shit!" she exclaimed. 

He lifted her a bit and stuck his tongue in her ass. This pushed her over the edge.

"Mmmmmmm oh god it feels so good in my ass oh god Maurice please I'll be your good girl I promise please fuck me."

Maurice ignored her and kept licking her wanted her to cum in his mouth. He slid a finger in her ass and buried his face in her pussy sucking in her clit. He felt her ass tighten around his finger. 

"Oh I'm cumming I'm cumming!" Viola squirted hot nectar in his mouth, waves of orgasmic pleasure flowed through her body his dick was rock hard. 

He continued to suck her dry as if that was even possible. Her pussy pulsated in his mouth and he heard her moan as his licks turned to kisses. He finally came up for air to see she had a sexy sheen of sweat the look of post orgasmic bliss all over her face. He smiled to himself he had her where he wanted her. He kissed his way up her body stopping at her nipples for a quick suck. Her free hand stroked him as she watched him ravage her body. He got to her face and placed kisses all over it before placing a deep one on her mouth. 

As they kissed he positioned his dick at her pussy and pushed his way in. Viola moaned as she adjusted to his size no one had ever been that deep inside her and her pussy squeezed his cock. He fucked her slowly her pussy was something he hasn't felt in a while young tight and it seemed to massage his cock as he fucked her. She took his dick better than any woman he'd been with. 

"You feel so good Viola Jean, pussy is ripe and tight. You're gonna be all mine little girl. Damn this pussy is good." He continued to whisper in her ear which made her wetter and wetter with every stroke.

"Oh Maurice, I'll do whatever you say I'm yours. I'M YOURS!" she screamed as she convulsed on his dick. 

Her pussy spasmed around him milking his cock sending him over the edge. He came, her spraying her insides with his cum. Viola humped at him while was he grinding he cock into her emptying his balls. He slid off of her and went to the nightstand for the handcuff key to release her. Viola's pussy was oozing his cum she couldn't help but finger herself and then suck her fingers as Maurice watched. 

He unlocked the cuffs and put them away and back in the bed. "You can go home now and there a chance you wont be grounded cause its only 3am or you can rest here till 8 and definitely be grounded and you already know what that consists of."

Viola got up and went to the bathroom, she returned wearing one of Maurice's t shirts she found in there. She climbed in the bed beside him and cuddled him. 

"If I'm gonna get in trouble it might as well be for SOMETHING." She smiled and they drifted off to sleep.



Caught Off Guard: The Punishment



Viola Jean is grounded and does the 'chores' she is supposed to do for Officer Maurice.....I don't really know how else to fill you in, you just have to read part 1 and 2.

*

It had been nearly a week already since Viola Jean was grounded for coming in extremely late. Maurice barely saw her except for brief moments when she was heading to the school or entering her house. Her parents had her under strict rules especially since Viola Jean never really accounted for where she was at till 8am. What was she supposed to say? 'I was next door with Maurice fucking my way out of a DUI charge.'

Saturday rolled around and Maurice went about his daily morning routine. As he sat at his kitchen table he heard the sound of Mr. Wilcox's (Viola Jean's father) lawnmower start. He sipped his coffee and decided to look out the window to see if Viola Jean would be somewhere nearby. To his surprise not only was she nearby she was the one mowing the lawn.

"Must be part of her punishment" Maurice said out loud to himself.

He gazed at her as she pushed the lawn mower around. She had on very short gym shorts that made daisy dukes look like capris and a white tank top braless her nipples barely poked through the thin material but looked lovely nonetheless. Her hair was braided into 2 cornrows. Her body seemed to be covered in sweat and her skin was tanning before his eyes. He felt his cock stir in his lounge pants, and an idea popped in his head. He finished his coffee showered and ventured next door. By the time he got there Viola Jean had just finished mowing and her father was standing on the porch making sure she did a good enough job.

"Now when you put the mower away get out the hose and water your mother's garden" Mr. Wilcox said as Viola headed to the garage. 

She noticed Maurice walking towards her father and their eyes met briefly but long enough for him to smile at her. She blushed a bit but continued to the garage.

"Morning Mr. W nice day today?" Maurice said as he walked up to Viola Jean's dad.

"Morning Maurice yes its a fine day today. How's law enforcement treating ya?"

"Good sir. I see you're teaching Viola the finer points of lawn care." Maurice smiled.

Mr. Wilcox shook his head "Shit that girl doesn't really need to learn it she's just grounded gotta punish her in some way ya know? Let her know she just can't get away with shit. She 19 but she still live under my roof and she's a girl so I can't have her coming in the house at 8am like some whore."

"If you only knew what kind of whore she could become" Maurice thought to himself as he nodded in agreement.

"Well, if you run out of stuff for her to do I could use some help in my house and I could talk to her for you try to get some good sense in her." Maurice said as began to walk away.

"Fine by me maybe she'll listen to someone for once I'll send her over after she waters the garden in about 30 minutes okay?"

Maurice gave him a thumbs up and walked back to his house. He couldn't barely contain his excitement as he made a pitcher of Iced Tea for Viola to cool down with. His doorbell rang and he went to answer it. Viola stood in his entrance way she smelled of fresh cut grass and sweat it was almost intoxicating. She walked in and sat down in the kitchen 

"Look Maurice I know why you had my father send me over here and although I said what I said last week I thought about it and we just can't do this. You want me to stop seeing my boyfriend and shit and this situation is just out of hand."

Maurice nodded "Well that's a nice speech you prepared but it doesn't get you out of your punishment. Your father sent you over here to do chores and I have some chores for you to do in the garage."

Viola Jean's nerves calmed a bit "Maybe he has real chores." She thought to herself as she followed him to the garage. He turned on the light as they entered and the garage was in pristine condition and looked as if nothing needed to be cleaned. 

"What am I supposed to do in here?" She asked looking around

Maurice walked over to a closet against the wall and opened it. It was disorganized full of screws, nails, small tools and other small supplies.

"Organize this for me, clean up any liquids that may have spilled, wipe down the tools in here before you put them back in here.....neatly" he replied sternly. He then got a chair and sat down facing the closet.

Viola was puzzled "And what are you gonna do? Watch every move I make?"

Maurice stood up and walked over to her, he knew from earlier she was braless and reached under her tank top and pinched and twisted her nipples. Viola Jean moaned softly as she felt her panties moisten.

"I'm just getting warmed up baby girl now you organize my things and don't give me any lips about it. You're on my time now."

Viola Jean didn't say a word she tried to keep her mind off of what Maurice had done to her body and what he was capable of doing. She went to the closet and started cleaning. Maurice sat watching her ass peek through her shorts. The material clung to her like panties because of her sweat. As he continued to watch her his cock grew harder and harder he didn't wanna fuck her yet he wanted to see how hard he can get just looking at her body before ravishing it. 

Viola Jean couldn't stop the tingling going on between her thighs, not because of the nipple pinching but because she knew Maurice was watching her every move. She would have flashbacks in her mind of when he sucked her clit till she came. Her pussy got wetter and wetter wanting his big dick to slid in and out of it. She needed release and quick but she refused to give into the idea of asking him to fuck her proper once more. For the past week she couldn't stop thinking about him even when she fucked her boyfriend she couldn't cum unless she imagined Maurice fucking her. She'd play in her pussy before bed, before school and even during school fingering herself to orgasmic bliss like a sex starved nympho. Now she could have his dick and didn't want to be his sex slave and didn't want him thinking he owned her.

While Viola was in her own world horny and organizing the closet she didn't notice Maurice had gotten up and was standing right behind her, until she felt her shorts being tugged at.

"Pussy looks hot Viola maybe I could do something to cool it off." Maurice said as he slid his hands in her shorts from behind. His fingers found her honey pot already sticky and wet. "Mmmmm did my little girl make something special for me to eat? Something sweet perhaps?"

Viola Jean didn't respond but she did spread her legs a bit as he slipped two fingers in her pussy sliding them in and out

"God you're so wet sweetie, You want me to eat it don't you? You want me to lick your fat juicy pussy? "

Viola moaned and nodded. It was all too much for her to deny as he fingered her he made her pussy feel so good she wanted to cum in his hands. He slid his hands out of her and pulled both her panties and shorts down and off. He picked her up by her tiny waist and sat her on his work table. Viola Jean lifted her tank top so she could pinch her nipples as she leaned back against the wall, wrapped her toned chocolate legs around his neck and watched as he buried his face in her pussy.

His tongue worked his magic on her clit flicking it around and massaging it. He sucked on her pussy lips and then buried his tongue deep within her cunt. Her juices flowed heavy all over his face and she hadn't even cum yet. 

"Maurice oh god suck my pussy oh shit eat me eat me." She moaned as she grinded her pussy into his face. He tried to stop so he could slide his cock into her but her legs were wrapped tightly around him. This turned him on and his cock felt harder than it had ever been. 

"Oh baby I'm cumming for you Maurice like a good girl. Oh oh oh" she shot his mouth full of pussy juice as the orgasm ripped through her body. He felt her convulse on his tongue and sucked on her clit till her orgasm subsided. Her legs relaxed and he was able to come up for air. His face was covered in her juices as she moved in for a deep kiss. As he kissed her back he positioned himself and slid his dick into her pussy.

"Still tight for me baby girl? Mmmm I love this pussy, always ready for its master. " He banged into her slowly and she held onto him tightly feeling every inch of his dick with her sensitive pussy.

"Please don't stop Maurice I'll be good from now on." She moaned as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

He sped up his pace "Aw you can put up a fight if you want baby girl but your pussy is mine.... all mine. You are mine and you better not forget it." He wrapped one arm around her waist bang his cock into her harder and harder and he slid the other hand to her breasts. He pulled, pinched, and twisted the nipples this sent spasms to Viola's pussy and she was ready to cum again.

"This dick feels so fucking good!" she exclaimed as she met his thrusts another orgasm took over her body and feeling her tight pussy squeeze his dick sent Maurice over the edge.

"Oh girl my sweet Viola." He moaned as he shot loads of cum deep inside her. 

They slowly humped each other until he had softened. Maurice walked to the closet and reach to the top of it and pulled out a video camera and aimed it at Viola Jean.

"Oh my god did you just film us?! She said as she hopped off the work table.

"Indeed I did little girl, this will be my incentive and the start of my collection." He said as he checked the camera to make sure it recorded everything

Viola Jean was in shock, she put her clothes back on and just looked at Maurice in awe. 

"You coulda told me."

"If I would have told you would you have let me film us?"

Viola Jean didn't answer. 

"Exactly, now you should shower before you go home although I do love that grass smell you had but now you smell like sex and grass mostly sex though." Maurice smiled Viola Jean headed to his shower she heard him call after her as she went upstairs. 

"Ya know Viola this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship!!"



Caught Off Guard: The Punishment Ch. 02



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It had been two weeks since the encounter in the garage between Maurice and Viola and for the past two weeks when Maurice got home from work he came up with any chore he could think of to get Viola over his house in the afternoon and they'd fuck until she had to get home for dinner. School was out and with Viola still grounded. Maurice came up with chores day after day to get Viola in his house so he could get into her panties. He'd fuck her all through his house leaving her pussy satisfied and sore day after day. Their relationship seemed to be evolving and sometimes Maurice would catch himself as he would stare at her while she slept. He wasn't interested in falling in love with the young beauty but she definitely had a hold on his heart. It was Friday and Viola was laying naked in his bed while Maurice was in the kitchen making a snack. His cell phone, which was in the bedroom with Viola, rang and Viola reached for it and answered it without thinking.

"Hello?"

"Hello, umm I'm looking for Maurice," a female voice replied.

"Um he's not around do you have a message you want me to relay to him?" Viola asked.

"Well, tell him Danielle called. Who am I speaking with now?"

"I'm his neighbor Viola Jean I'm doing some housework for him. I'll tell him you called Danielle." Viola hung the phone up, for a second she felt slight jealousy to hear another woman calling for her fuck buddy but quickly got over it. 

"Viola!! Come down and eat some food!!" Maurice called.

Viola dressed quickly and ran downstairs to the kitchen with his cell phone in hand. She grabbed and sandwich and sat down at the table. 

"Some chick named Danielle called your cell." She said as she slid the phone his way. 

Maurice shrugged his shoulders and didn't bother asking questions or calling the girl back. Viola took the hint and didn't bother bringing it up. They fucked again and Viola got herself together to go home.

"I have this weekend off sweetness. I'll see you tomorrow" Maurice said as Viola left his house.

The next day like clockwork Viola was at Maurice's door dressed in a white tennis skirt and a pale pink tank top. Her smelled of cocoa butter and her hair was in a neat ponytail. She ran up to the front door and Maurice was already there waiting for her.

"Hello beautiful! You look as lovely as you did yesterday. Can't wait to see what's under that skirt." Maurice said as Viola squeezed by him into the house. He managed to slip his hand under her skirt and grab her ass. Viola didn't say anything just blushed and went to sit in the living room.

"Go upstairs and get ready for me Viola make sure my pussy is good and wet." He smiled and Viola traveled upstairs to his bedroom. 

Like always she stripped when she entered his room. Her chocolate nipples erect, anticipating his touch. Her pussy throbbed and leaked delicious juice as she laid in his bed fingering herself. Viola looked like a sexual ebony goddess ready to be ravished. 

Maurice was downstairs preparing fruit to bring upstairs to the bedroom when he heard a knock at the door. When he saw who it was his stomach turned inside out. It was his ex-girlfriend Danielle. She was definitely a sight standing on his porch. Danielle was a Latin beauty, she had dark brown hair that framed her green eyed face and hung down to her shoulders. She was wearing tight jeans to accentuate her plump ass. Her 34D breasts were about to pop out of her v neck shirt. When Maurice was dating her people, most men compared her to Jessica Alba, but she was a cheater and Maurice cut her loose. There she was though standing on his porch waiting to be invited in.

"What are you doing here Danielle?"

"Maurice I want you back I love you, I miss you and I'm sorry." Danielle spoke as she entered his house. 

"Its over Danielle you shouldn't be here at all." Maurice responded making sure Danielle didn't try to go up to his room.

Danielle pouted a bit and stood in front of him, nose to nose. Her breast pressed into his body and licked her sultry lips.

"Don't you miss me Maurice?"

Maurice fought hard to ignore her physical touch. His dick was hardening and his pulse sped up. He could feel Danielle nipples poke his chest.

"I can show you how much I've missed you." Danielle said as she sank to her knees. In an instant she had unzipped Maurice's pants and pulled out his semi-hard cock. 

Maurice looked down at her as she stroked it a few times before wrapping her beautiful lips around it dick. He stood there watching her on her knees. Her head bobbed back and forth on his dick as she sucked and slurped. She massaged his balls while gently tugging on them. Danielle had always been great at sucking his dick. Maurice was him a trance and soon began fucking her mouth as he felt her tongue swirl around his cock. He ran his hands through her beautiful thick brown hair as he grunted like an animal.

Viola was wondering what was taking Maurice so long to join her in his bed. She put her clothes back on and went downstairs. She stopped in her tracks as she heard weird noises coming from the living room. 

"Mmmmm damn girl you sure could suck a dick." Maurice moaned.

Viola crept into the living room to find Maurice standing getting a blowjob from some girl she didn't recognize, Danielle. Viola's heart stopped

"What the fuck??!!!" she screamed. 

Startled, Danielle jumped up and away from Maurice.

"Viola umm I know what this looks like." Maurice said as he zipped his pants up.

"It looks like some random broad is sucking the dick that was supposed to be mine. Fuck is this shit Maurice?? Damn this bullshit fuck you very much I'm going home!!" Viola Jean attempted to push pass Maurice but he grabbed her arm.

Danielle sat down on the couch as if she did nothing wrong.

"Look babygirl...." 

"Don't babygirl me this broad up in here like she supposed to be here. Y'all go head with this." Viola said interrupting Maurice

"You damn right I'm supposed to be here!" Danielle said as she stood back up trying to intimidate Viola "That ain't your dick it has and always will be mine. Better let her know Maurice."

Maurice was furious and felt manipulated by Danielle and didn't want Viola to leave. He grabbed Danielle by her hair and held Viola tightly by the arm and brought them both upstairs as they protested. They were ignored as Maurice had been fueled by rage. 

When he got them to his room he handcuffed Viola to the headboard of the bed and then handcuffed Danielle's right arm to Viola's left ankle. Both women were scared but Viola didn't panic like Danielle did. 

"What are you doing Maurice? What's with the handcuffs?" Danielle cried

"Danielle if you really loved me you'd know how much I love handcuffs in bed." Maurice replied as he pulled out scissors from his drawer and began cutting away at Danielle's clothing. Viola remained calm but questions were beginning to buzz in her head.

"Maurice what's going on if you about to do what I think you're gonna do I am definitely not cool with it. I'm telling you all the other shit before was all good but this ain't my style Maurice." Viola pleaded to him 

He smiled at his precious Viola as he cut away the Danielle's underwear. She was now naked. Her body was tight and tanned. She attempted to cover her D cup breast with her free hand but Viola saw how erect Danielle's nipples were. Maurice moved to Viola's body. Her tennis skirt was a wrap around so he did not cut it just unhooked it and threw it to the side. He cut her shirt away from her body and paused to admire her in her white thong and matching bra. Viola didn't saw a word she watched as he snipped her thong away and then her bra. He softly kissed her chocolate nipples and trailed kissed up her neck to her ear. He completely ignored anything Danielle was saying as he whispered into Viola's ear.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"No, you are a liar and you let someone else suck your dick." She replied as her eyes teared up a little.

Maurice slid her hand between her thighs and massaged her clit with his thumb.

"I'm sorry for that and for what I'm about to do. When this is over I want you and only you in my life." He said looking deep into her eyes.

"What are you about to do Maurice?" Viola asked.

"Who gives a fuck what he's about to do he needs to let us both go. This is rape dumb bitch!" Danielle screamed.

"Shut the fuck up!" Maurice yelled as he moved away from Viola. 

He moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed Danielle and positioned her to bend over. He looked at her shaven cunt and smiled as he ran a finger up and down the outside of it then slid to fingers deep inside Danielle and massaged her swollen clit. Danielle's juices flowed around Maurice's fingers.

"Look at you, you miss me huh? I bet anyone could slide their fingers in your pussy and get the same reaction cause you're a hot ass slut. See my Viola laying in front of you? She's my good girl, my piece of chocolate, her sweet self and you're gonna find out just how sweet she is." Maurice spoke as he finger fucked Danielle.

Viola's eyes got as big as saucers when she heard what Maurice said.

"I'm not with this Maurice." Viola stated as she watched Maurice continue to finger fuck Danielle from behind. 

"I'm not with this either, I don't eat pussy." Danielle said trying not to enjoy the 2 fingers sliding in and out of her drenched pussy.

Maurice didn't respond to either of them he removed his hand from Danielle and took off his pants. He was rock hard he stroked his dick as he looked over both women. He was dying to fuck Viola but he would settle for Danielle for now. He aimed the head of his dick at Danielle's opening.

"You wanted my dick so badly, right bitch? Well, be careful what you ask for." He said as he slammed his cock fully into Danielle's pussy.

"Son of a bitch!!" Danielle screamed as she tried to get used to Maurice's cock entering her so fast and hard. 

Danielle's pussy was not as tight as Viola's but still gripped Maurice's cock. He took long strokes in and out of her warm wet pussy as Danielle moaned in ecstasy. The whole time he was buried deep inside Danielle Maurice gazed at Viola. He could tell she was a bit turned on but because he had both hands handcuffed she couldn't even masturbate.

"Eat her pussy Danielle!" Maurice groaned as he rammed in and out of her. 

Danielle didn't move fast enough to Viola's pussy so Maurice grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face into Viola's cunt. Danielle took a lick of Viola's pussy it was clean and sweet like Maurice claimed. She probed her tongue into Viola's cunt and attacked her clit. Viola tried her best to ignore what Danielle was doing to her but her body could not hold back. Her pussy juice began to flow into Danielle's mouth and Danielle lapped up her juices.

"Enjoy it Viola she probably eats pussy as good as she sucks dick lay back and enjoy it." Maurice said as he fucked Danielle. 

Viola closed her eyes and did what he asked "Mmmmmm that's right bitch eat my pussy." She moaned as she gyrated against Danielle's mouth. Both women were building up to orgasms. Danielle reached her free hand up to Viola's breast and massaged them, pinching her nipples to erection.

Maurice, happy that Viola was enjoying her pussy being eaten by another woman, pounded into Danielle's cunt. The vibrations from him pounding her body was felt by Viola. She moaned even louder to excite him.

"Mmmmm Oh Maurice I'm gonna cum!!" She cried as Danielle's tongue flicked and sucked her clit. 

When Maurice heard this he was sent over the edge. Streams of hot cum shot deep inside Danielle. He banged her harder as he felt her pussy cum, her velvety walls squeezing his dick. Danielle moaned into Viola's pussy making Viola's orgasm break free.

"Ohhh shit I'm cumming!" Viola's thighs squeezed Danielle's head as she rode her orgasm out on her tongue. 

When Viola's orgasm was over Maurice pulled his soft cock out of Danielle and uncuffed her from Viola. Danielle wrapped her arms around Maurice and placed kisses all over him. 

"Mmmm baby that was so good, you were right she is as sweet as chocolate. She gets to eat me out too right?" Danielle said as she ran her hands along Viola's leg. 

Maurice smiled at Danielle.

"Hell no! My good girl don't eat pussy! Hope you enjoyed that fucking I gave you cause its the last time you'll ever see my dick again."

Both Viola and Danielle were speechless. Maurice went into the bathroom and returned with an oversized t shirt and tossed it to Danielle. 

"Here put this on and get the fuck out my house." He said as he uncuffed Viola and went back into the bathroom to shower.

Danielle put the shirt on and cried as she walked down the stairs. Viola leaped out of the bed and grabbed her at the front door.

"Danielle wait!" she called as she ran after her.

The women stared at each other in silent, in the kitchen. Viola moved in close to Danielle and they were nose to nose.

"If you ever come back here again, I'll kill you myself." She threatened and kissed Danielle on the nose. 

Danielle didn't responded she hurried out the door without looking back.

Viola Jean locked the door and went back upstairs, she knocked on the bathroom door while Maurice showered.

"Hey babe! Got room for one more?"

The End