Sweet Speeding Ticket (Patreon)

And here's the second story I promised! I decided to release it later in the month so this week wouldn't be quite as devoid of content as usual. I think I'll try doing that going forward. But regardless of that, I hope y'all enjoy some more Veronica Sweet debauchery!

It was a bright, warm day as Veronica Sweet flew down the freeway in her sporty little four door. Eager to beat the traffic a trip into the city she was zipping past every other car on the mostly empty road while chatting affably with her husband. Henry was more than used to his wife's lead foot aggression and he barely blinked as she darted from lane to lane around the various 'wankers' and 'mouth breathers' that were apparently out in force that day. And much like her he didn't even notice the police car parked just off the main road in a little shoulder where they so often liked to be. But he certainly noticed the flashing lights and both of them heard the sirens go off. With near identical motions their shoulders slumped at they looked at one another in dismay. Or rather he looked at her with dismay while she pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. The was she looked in the rearview mirror as she pulled to the side almost gave him cause for concern. From her body language and demeanor it almost seemed like she was weighing the pros and cons of simply gunning it. Thankfully she was slowly down despite whatever wild thoughts might be going through her head and by the time they came toa stop her expression had softened somewhat. Before the door to the police car even opened she was smiling at her husband with that air of confidence that made her such an alluring woman.

“Don't worry sweetheart,” She said in cool voice as she examined herself in the mirror, “I'll get us out of it.”

“You're the one who was speeding.” He teased, “You're the only one who needs to get out of it.”

“Says the man who'll pay for the ticket if I don't talk my way out of it.”

“I'll just sell some of your shoes.”

“Everything except those little red heels you love so much.”

“Well obviously.”

Their joking was cut short when they heard the sound of doors opening and closing. The two of them looked at their respective side view mirrors to see both officers sauntering towards them with that characteristic cop strut. On Henry's side was a rather buxom and shapely woman that looked more like a parody of a police officer one might find in porn or an over the top comedy. Her red hair was pulled into a tight ponytail and there wasn't much of her pale skin visible beneath her uniform but there was no denying she was a bombshell. On Veronica's side was an absolute mountain of a man, built like a fridge and looking all kinds of imposing as he approached the driver's side. With rich ebony skin, strong features, and rather large hands he was the definition of tall, dark, and handsome. Still determined to flirt her way out of a ticket despite his intimidating size she subtly pulled down the front of her sweater dress to show off a little more cleavage and pinched her cheeks to give them a more rosy color. When he reached the window she turned towards him expecting to see him leaning over or perhaps kneeling down given his size. Instead she was staring directly at an unobstructed view of his groin. Wholly taken aback by the sight and the fact that she could visibly see the outline of his cock in his pants Veronica momentarily caught off guard. She heard the second officer starting up a conversation with her husband but what they were saying passed her by completely as her wide green eyes ogled his package.

She didn't even realize she was slowly leaning forward until he took a step back and laid a hand agains the top of the car. The moment Veronica caught herself she pretended as though she was simply doing it to see his face, her head tilting backwards as she peered out the window. But neither she nor the cop believed it and when he removed his aviator shades it was clear he'd noticed everything. How exactly he'd noticed she couldn't rightly say but as soon as she spotted his grin and her eyes darted back down to his bulge and saw it throb she knew something was about to happen. Her mind ran wild with possibilities, the most extreme of which being him simply whipping his undoubtedly massive dick out and ramming into her throat right then and there. Any thoughts of her husband or how he might react simply vanished in the wake of that rather appealing fantasy and she was actually a little disappointed when he instead gave her an order in a deliciously deep baritone voice.

“Step out of the car please ma'am.”

“Hang on a second!” Henry protested, unbuckling his seatbelt as he leaned over to look at the cop, “Why does she—”

“Sir I recommend you stay in your seat.” The man's partner instructed, “You don't want to make this more difficult.”

“Make what more difficult?”

The female officer didn't respond and Veronica was already midway out of the car when she said, “It's all right darling, I'll get this sorted out in no time!”

“Are you sure honey? You didn't do anything—”

“Your wife will be fine sir.” The female officer stated, “Now where was it you were coming from?”

On the other side of the car Veronica had emerged from the driver side to stand before the behemoth of a man. The top of her auburn haired bun barely reached his pecs and she'd never felt more petite and small. Despite being a wide hipped, big breasted, buxom woman that most men wanted to fuck. She swallowed nervously and stared up at him, unsure of what he was going to do but certainly eager to find out. The grin on his face took on a lascivious bent as he stepped back and motioned towards the back of the car. At the same time he gave her another command she couldn't help but follow.

“Put your hands on the trunk and spread your legs apart ma'am.”

“All right officer . . .”

Doing as she was told while a little voice in the back of her head wondered why she was being frisked and a much louder voice told the first to shut the hell up and enjoy it Veronica looked straight ahead and did her best not to betray her arousal. She did however push her wide, tight yet plump ass towards the cop behind her in an ever so slightly inviting manner. Although she didn't want to be openly flirty the idea of getting groped and manhandled while her husband sat only a few feet away was kind of a massive turn on for her. It was like the time some bold stranger had grabbed her ass at a concert only a whole lot more thrilling. Or at least she assumed it would be as she heard him approach and felt his commanding presence behind her. When his groin suddenly pressed against her ass and she felt the absolute back breaker of a cock he was sporting in his pants there was no doubt in her mind things were about to get naughty. Unable to help herself Veronica pushed back against him as subtly as she could, her pert bubble butt rubbing against him just long enough to convey how willing she was to be manhandled by him. Little did she realize he had a whole lot more than simple groping in mind. But that wasn't a discovery she'd make until it was much, much too late to change her mind.

Still keeping up the pretense of frisking her despite his cock being nestled comfortably against her buttocks the officer laid his hands on Veronica's waist. He slowly patted them against the beige fabric covering her curvaceous body, each touch bringing them a little higher until he was well beyond her hips. She shivered when his fingers brushed against the sides of her massive, heaving tits and his member throbbed against her with a particular insistence. When he continued higher to pat down her arms and shoulders she wondered for a split second if she wasn't reading too much into what he was doing. Then she felt his dick throb and his hips subtly push forward against her any credibility that line of thinking had was lost. His hands moved back down her body, this time paying special attention to the front as they drifted back to their starting point. Veronica bit her lip and cast a nervous glance at the back of her husband's head the first time she felt those strong, dark fingers brushing against her chest in a way that was anything but professional. He didn't outright grope her but there was no denying he'd be doing so soon. The unmistakable lewd nature of his digits as they squeezed her chest was proof enough of that. Especially when she felt his hand slide forward just enough for him to grope the front of her chest, his palms covering her sensitive nipples while his fingers gripped just hard enough to make his point clear.

Veronica whimpered and bit her lower lip, something warm leaking down her bare thighs as shame, arousal, and a dozen other emotions flickered through her. All her husband had to do was turn his head and he'd see his wife of two decades being groped by a police officer. Hell he'd probably see the glazed look in her eyes, the flush in her cheeks, and the fact that said cop was unnecessarily close to her fat ass. But he was apparently distracted by the female officer and had she been even remotely aware of anything beyond the cock against her butt and the hands on her tits she might have noticed the flirty back and forth between the two. It almost certainly would've made her jealous, as hypocritical as that was, but under the circumstances all of her willpower was dedicated to not making any sounds loud enough to give away what was happening. The fact that literally any car driving by on the highway could see them barely entered her thoughts. Even when the sound of one driving by filled the otherwise quiet air. In fact when Veronica heard that noise and how loud it was she didn't see an issue, she saw an opportunity. Turning her head to look back at the handsome man having his way with her she waited for another vehicle to zoom by. The moment it did she let out a long, genuine moan while staring directly into the cops eyes. His dick swelled a little and his smile widened. She flashed him a coquettish grin, her willingness practically tattooed on her face. 

“Did you say something sweetheart?” Henry asked. His eyes darted in the direction of his wife but his head didn't follow, the cleavage and sultry grin of the officer next to him keeping his attention squarely on her freckled features.

“I was talking to Officer . . .”

“Manly.” The cop supplied.

“Seriously?” Veronica asked. He chuckled and nodded down at the badge on his chest. “I was just talking to Officer Manly.” She finished, thoroughly amused by his absurdly appropriate name.

“Do you need any help?”

“No I think I've got everything covered darling. Don't worry about me!”

Her husband didn't respond and Veronica's attention was immediately pulled back to the man groping her tits. In no small part because he'd suddenly and rather brazenly yanked down both the front of her dress and her bra at the same time. In an avalanche of bouncing flesh her breasts exploded from the brassiere containing them, their rosy pink buds stiffening almost instantly. Before they could jiggle too wantonly in the warm summer air his hands had covered them back up as he resumed groping. It only lasted a few seconds though, just long enough for her to bite her lip and let her legs slide open a little wider. When his hands suddenly vanished from her naked chest she didn't even have the time to react to their absence, the far more pressing concern of his retreating cock taking center stage. Every question she might have asked was immediately answered when the officer's touch returned to her body in a far more enjoyable fashion. He lifted up the edge of her dress to reveal the pert, jiggling ass than many a man had lusted after and the tight little thong nestled between her cheeks. In the blink of an eye that g string was pulled to the side, it's damp cord digging into the pale contours of her buttock as the tight little holes it'd been hiding were ripe for the fucking. She moaned at the idea of finally taking his dick, then at the sensation of his hand reaching down to spread apart her cheeks and reveal both her quivering, well trained asshole and the gooey, plump folds of her equally slutty cunt.

While she was left to wonder which hole he'd ram that meaty dick into the officer was busy freeing his cock from it's cloth prison. Hearing the zipper of his slacks and knowing she was about to get dicked good and hard Veronica fought the urge to look back and spoil the surprise for herself. Seeing his prick before it was shoved balls deep inside her could only ruin the fun. So instead she bent over the trunk, biting her lip and sticking out her ass. Fluids dripped from her bare pussy and a near constant shiver was dancing it's way up her spine. One of his hands returned to her body and she could just imagine the other holding the end of his huge dick. A moment later she didn't have to fantasize about either because the head of his cock was pushing against her aching slit. Her whole body tensed and she moaned into her hands as the split second between contact and thrusting seemed to last forever. In the next second he'd rammed all twelve inches of girthy dick inside her pussy in a single, powerful thrust. 

Her pussy was blasted open by the sheer size and length of his member and every inch of her was trembling as the head collided hard with the entrance to her womb. Without knowing she was doing so Veronica had thrown her head back and uttered a silent cry to the heavens as waves of pleasure reverberated through her body, each one made all the more enjoyable but the presence of Henry just a few feet away. She was so overcome she didn't hear the laugh coming from the man that'd just split her in half with his dick nor did she see the grin of his partner as she witnessed yet another horny, undersexed milf discover what all the others had. Her entire world began and ended with the fat pole currently shoved up to the hilt inside her pussy. There wasn't even enough space in her newly fucked brain to register the ecstasy rushing through her system or the feel of his hands as they grabbed her waist. As far as Veronica was concerned that big, black cock was the only thing that mattered.

Barely a second after his dick had plunged balls deep into her pussy it was sliding back out, her quivering inner walls stretching along with it as her body greedily tried to hold on as long as it possibly could. Around the time his engorged head was nearing her entrance and threatening to leave entirely he suddenly changed tact and slammed back into her with a wet smack. The sound was mostly covered by the cars driving by but Veronica's ensuing whimper wasn't. Wholly unable to stop herself she was only saved from being discovered by the second police officer trailing her fingers against Henry's broad chest. Having already leaned in far enough for him to be overwhelmed by her perfume and general allure she had him wrapped around her finger and he was none the wiser about his pleasure wracked, adulterous wife. Even when she moaned again as the first cop's dick was slammed back into her at a speed that could only be described as mind numbing. Within a few seconds he was pounding her fat, jiggling ass like it owed her money while she was left to bounce and shiver from each impact of his hips.

That first, initial burst of fucking sent pleasure coursing through her entire body and juices cascading down her thighs. Every wet slap in the ten or fifteen seconds that marked his first barrage was met with the kind of trembling ecstasy that perfectly encapsulated the kind of slut Veronica was. That underneath the trappings of a suburban housewife she wasn't any better than a common whore just waiting to get dicked by anyone well endowed enough to ravish her pussy and fuck her into submission. When he was forced to stop with the lull in passing cars her inner deviant was again revealed as she let out a long, needy moan at the sudden absence of fucking. Her body had already grown accustomed to the pleasure of feeling his dick thrusting inside her and now that it was gone she felt nothing but discontent. It'd been ages since she last enjoyed an extramarital fling and suddenly finding herself in the middle of one only for it to be cut short was simply maddening. Luckily for her a convoy of semi trucks was barreling down the highway and their normally obnoxious presence was anything but with that far dick buried inside her slit.

The moment the sound of those massive vehicles filled the air the cop molesting her immediately resumed his frantic, ball slapping pace. Seemingly just as annoyed as her about the need to stop he absolutely jackhammered Veronica's cunt. His movements were so hard and so fast he was forced to pull her back from the car or risk rocking the entire thing and tipping off Henry in the process. This meant wrapping his beefy arms around her waist and chest, his strong fingers gripping her throat as he mercilessly fucked her pussy. She was lifted onto the tips of her toes by the sheer ferocity of his thrusts, her body simultaneously begging for more and trying to pull away from the sheer bliss assaulting her senses. His firm grip around her body prevented the latter and all but forced her to indulge in the former and it wasn't long before she was reduced to the kind of cock addled, sex drunk slut that was always lurking beneath the surface of her supposedly high class veneer. It wasn't until she found herself staring down at the ground watching her juices spray out from between her thighs that she realized just how much longer this second burst was lasting. What little of her conscious mind remained noticed the continued sounds of cars driving by and a delirious grin lit up her face. 

Traffic had finally started to pick up, the very rush Veronica had been hoping to avoid now saving her from the boredom of having to be quiet and discreet. As massive trucks and an endless line of smaller cars drove by, many of them gawking at the unmistakable sight of a woman being fucked on the side of the road, the noise they caused gave her free reign to wallow in her pleasure however she saw fit. But more importantly it meant the source of that ecstasy didn't have anything stopping him from utterly wrecking her pussy. So that's precisely what he did. Holding on to her so tightly she almost couldn't breath the officer treated her cunt to every scrap of aggression and lust he had within him, his meaty shaft plunging in and out of her faster than she could process. The wet slap of his weighty sack against her outer folds was nothing compared to the repeated battering of his tip against her cervix, even though both were more pleasurable than anything she'd enjoyed in months, maybe years. It was hard for her to even tell when she'd started to cum as the sheer pleasure spreading through her body drowned everything else beneath it's rising tide. Over and over again she cried out as fluids squirted out of her pussy and every muscle in her body shook. And there seemed to be no end in sight for her bliss or the cop's relentless pounding which meant she wasn't going anywhere. Except possibly the looney bin after he fucked her brains out.

“Ohhhhh fuck . . .” Veronica moaned as his large, strong hand left her throat to grope her tits in a way only a complete stranger using her body for pleasure truly could. It was something her husband could never hope to match and thinking about that it made her so shamefully aroused, “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck!”

No longer able to keep her head upright Veronica slumped back against the man responsible for her ecstasy and for a moment her eyes darted to the back of her husband's head. Somewhere deep beneath her pleasure she felt shame and cheating on him, like she always did, but it was impossible to ignore just how good that cheating felt. Henry wasn't a bad lover but he couldn't compare to the foot long beast turning her pussy inside out and assaulting her cervix with such brutal efficiency it was almost unpleasant. As the corners of her vision started to darken and her hoarse, ecstasy laden moans began to fail she was forced to push away any thoughts of her unfaithful behavior. There just wasn't room for that sort of regret when she was getting dicked so well. There certainly wasn't any room for those thoughts when the cop suddenly shifted positions and she felt her feet leaving the ground entirely. His arms slid beneath her knees and his fingers interlocked against the back of her neck as her back was bent forward and she was given an unobstructed view of her own, gooey cunt. Although she didn't properly comprehend what'd happened Veronica was no stranger to being put in a full nelson and used like a cheap fleshlight. In fact it was probably one of her favorite positions to be in, though she'd never admit it aloud. 

Almost certainly as a result of this new position and the freedom it allowed the police officer Veronica's body really started to show just how much of a size queen slut she was. Nearly every thrust was met with a little jet of fluids from her pussy and every time he pulled back her inner walls clamped down so hard around his length it was like a vice around him. Her creamy pink folds constantly stretched outwards around his dick in a constant display of not only how tight she'd remained despite giving birth to two children but also how well endowed the cop really was. She squirted all over her upraised and spread open thighs as well as the trunk of the car and even her own jiggling tits depending on how hard he was fucking her and the pungent smell of her cunt clouded the air as surely as the stink of asphalt and gas fumes. It was almost a shame she wasn't turned towards the highway so everyone driving by could see just what a big, black cock did do her milf body. The idea of being ogled and lusted after by random strangers while a cop destroyed her pussy and her husband sat obliviously nearby was an enormous turn on for Veronica. So much so she almost wanted to tell her fuck buddy to spin around and let her spray the passing cars with the juices gushing from her slit. Sadly that kind of communication was well beyond her and the best she could manage was a protracted, warbling moan.

For several minutes that was her life and she loved every solitary moment. Like a machine the cop hammered her pussy without relenting pretty much the entire time. She had no idea how he was capable of doing it and she definitely didn't care enough to question it. So long as his dick was pulverizing her cunt nothing in the world mattered. The only time she surfaced from the haze of orgasmic pleasure and infidelity laden bliss was when he started to groan and his member noticeably swelled inside her. At first she simply enjoyed the added stimulation and reveled in the fact that her body was desirable enough to make a man go totally wild. But then his movements slowed, speed giving way to power as each thrust absolutely drilled her pussy and cervix. Even someone as cock drunk and pleasure addled as Veronica could tell what that meant and what was about to happen. Part of her was thrilled at the prospect of him marking her slutty cunt with his seed, of him claiming her body in the way only a man could. But the other part was definitely annoyed that he hadn't lasted longer despite the two of them well and truly pushing the limits of credulity with how long they'd taken already. Of course much like every other aspect of this unexpected little fling she didn't really have much of a say in the matter. Her dark skinned, meat slab of a lover was in charge and he was gonna baste her cunt in jizz whether she was ready or not.

“Are you almost finished sweetheart?” Henry asked, concern creeping into his voice once more.

“A-almost darling!” Veronica managed to choke out as a fat cock smashed into her pussy a few more times, “A-almost!”

As if her words were the magic trigger for his orgasm less than a second after she'd finished reassuring her husband Officer Manly let out his most guttural moan yet. His dick slammed into Veronica's pussy one last time and a powerful jet of cum erupted from the tip. It sprayed directly against the battered, bruised, and highly sensitive opening to her womb and sent a flood of pleasure coursing through her body. Some of that hot, fresh spunk managed to gush past her cervix and into the deepest reaches of her sex. The rest simply filled her already overstuffed pussy and make her toes curl in abject delight. Again and again his dick throbbed and her slit and womb were filled with cum. He dumped load after gooey load inside her completely unconcerned with any thoughts of pregnancy or the like. Veronica didn't give those thoughts any credence either. As long as he had fresh jizz to give she was happy to have every last drop pumped into her, consequences be damned. Getting a massive, absolutely breathtaking creampie after getting fucked on the side of the road like a cheap hooker was exactly the kind of conclusion she wanted. It didn't matter if she ended up having his baby. It didn't matter if Henry looked back and saw another man's cock balls deep inside her pussy with little rivulets of cum seeping out of her. None of it mattered one bit. In the fifteen seconds or so it took him to flood her pussy and remind her what a real stallion's orgasm was like everything was right in the world.

Once he'd finished marking her cunt with his seed the cop slowly lowered her back to the ground, though he wasn't done with her quite yet. Slamming into her cum filled and thoroughly fucked pussy a few more times for good measure the officer finally pulled out with absolutely no fanfare or hesitation. Veronica shuddered as his foot long dick retreated from her pussy and all the jizz he'd dumped into her started leaking out. The moment his member actually slipped free she let out a meek little whimper as her legs gave out. Were it not for his large, muscular arms wrapped around her body she would've collapsed into the dirt with spunk bubbling from her cunt while her husband sat totally oblivious not five feet away. Luckily no such thing happened although she did continue to shiver as fresh jizz oozed from her nicely gaped pussy for quite some time. She could feel her companion shifting and had only the faintest idea of what he might be doing until he'd suddenly yanked down the edge of her sweater dress. He didn't bother pulling her thong back into place, not that it would've done anything to stop the cum seeping from her slack hole, and he only barely cared about stuffing her tits back into her top. 

About the only real sign of concern he demonstrated remained his continued efforts to keep her upright as he stepped to the side and opened one of the back doors. The moment he heard the click Henry's attention jumped from the cop flirting with him to the unexpected sound. He watched in confusion as his red faced, disheveled, and goofily smiling wife spilled into the back seat. She slumped forward like a drunk collapsing into a bed and immediately curled up so the police officer could shut the door behind her. She stared vacantly at him for a few seconds with errant strands of auburn hair falling across her face and then closed her eyes. Her mouth remained open and although he couldn't see it cum was still trickling from her pussy. It ran down her sodden thighs and soaked into her sweater dress as a constant reminder of what'd just happened. A reminder that made her feel like the biggest slut on the planet, not just for what she'd done but also for how good it continued to feel even as she lay there with her concerned husband staring at her. Once he was certain no answered would be coming from his wife Henry turned towards the woman who'd been distracting him the whole time. Although he tried to keep from shouting it was impossible not to let some of his anger and confusion slip through.

“What the hell happened to her?!” He demanded, “What did your partner do?!”

“”Your wife had a fainting spell sir.” The male officer explained as he stepped into view in the driver's side window, “She'll be all right but you'll have to drive. She needs rest.”

Both he and his partner glanced at one another, the faintest of grins spreading across their faces for a moment. Too concerned with Veronica's welfare to notice them Henry said, “You're sure she's gonna be okay?”

“Of course. We see it all the time when people get worked up in hot weather like this. Just make sure she drinks plenty of fluids and she'll be fine.”

“Okay, thank you officer.”

“Sure thing. Oh and before we go . . .” Pulling out his ticket pad Officer Manly wrote down a quick citation and handed it to Henry, “Next time tell your wife to slow down. Drive safe.” 

The two of them returned to their car and pulled away while Henry stared in disbelief at the ticket he'd been given. He glanced at his wife and then at the ticket, the entire thing coming across so odd he almost wanted to demand answers from the two officers. But they were already gone by the time he really figured out what he might have said. So instead he slid the ticket into his pocket, swallowed his anger, and got out of the car. He slid into the drivers seat a moment later and let out a sigh. 

Before he buckled the seat belt he couldn't help but look back at Veronica for a moment, “How are you feeling sweetie?”

“Never better Henry . . .” She said in a dreamy tone. “Never better . . .”