I stood before Judge Freeman with baited breath, “Young lady…don’t you think your mother is stressed enough to work two jobs to support you and your siblings?
“Yes sir.”
“In addition to that you have been sneaking out of your room while everyone is sleeping to meet all sorts of boys and men in the middle of the night. Now you stand before me charged with trespassing, breaking and entering, and burglary. Do you have anything to say?”
I couldn’t help my nipples from hardening as his aged stern face looked down on me. My mind was curious as to what was beneath his gown. Why did he need a cane to walk? Was he cute when he was young? Is he as old as my grandfather? Or older?
“Young lady…I am speaking to you!”
I returned back from reality, “Yes sir. Mom, I’m sorry. Please don’t let them send me away. I’ll stop hanging around Ivy and Pam and those bad kids.”
“Because your mother is unable to supervise you at all times, I have arranged for you to volunteer here at the courthouse twice a week and at the nursing home she works at twice a week. You will adhere to a curfew of 9:00 during school nights and 11:00 on weekends. I am going to suspend your sentence for two years as I receive quarterly reports on your progress. I believe that you were with the wrong people at the wrong place and time and believe that you are better than what I see here in this complaint. I have never been wrong with my gut feelings. I hope you realize the break you are getting from the court, however, if you do not fulfill your obligations, I will indeed sentence you harshly. Understood?”
“Yes sir.”
The gavel made me flinch and we all stood as the judge grabbed his cane, stood up and exited through the rear door. Do they wear clothes on under that?
A week later on Tuesday, I took the bus after school for my first day in orientation. There were other people in the room who were also made to volunteer but I was the only juvenile. An older black security guard around 55 years who stood around 5-6 escorted me to administration to fill out forms, take my picture and receive my badge. Since orientation took over and hour and it was almost closing time I would not start my services until Thursday.
I was wearing a white cotton camisole and short denim skirt with sandals. When my picture printed out on the badge, the elderly officer reviewed it for errors. However, he looked at the badge and my blouse several times before giving it to me. When I looked at my picture I realized why he was gawking at me, my dark Latin areolas showed through the blouse in the picture.
I smiled at him and asked, “So, do you like it?” as I raised the badge to him for a closer look. As I watched him compare the badge with the real thing, I felt a familiar twinge between my legs and I leaned my breasts against his elbows to retrieve my badge. He rubbed his calloused elbow against my right nipple and I stood still as it hardened. Instead of stepping back, I leaned in and allowed his elbow to scratch my nipple harder. My breath grew shallow with each circular motion and I watched his pants grow tighter.
As I looked up into his gray eyes, I grabbed his elbow and rubbed it around my other nipple. I bit my lip and moaned as I felt my teenage pussy grow wetter and began to throb in need. My breath was shallow as this sweet old man’s elbow continued its circular motion around my nipples and then both breasts. With his other hand he pinched the opposite nipple right through my blouse that made me gasp. His thumb felt like electricity and I was clearly breathing rapidly while my groins grew hotter. I was so hot knowing that this old man was hard cuz of seeing my young dark nipples. I began grinding my legs together as the man bent down toward my breast.
He slowly pulled down my loose top and tongue flicked my nipple. I slipped my hand up my skirt and my fingers rubbed my clit. His hand then replaced mine and I began grind my pussy against his fingers.
“Fuck, I’m wanna cum. Ohhhh, please put them inside me”
“My pleasure young lady.”
My whole body shook as he rubbed his finger on my panties and rotated it inside my tight cunt. He then exited it out and thrusted me with two thick old fingers several times before he moved the panties over and I felt his hard fingers inside me.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmm deeper.”
He thrusted his fingers in and out like a hard old dick. I was desperate for more, “faster.”
I felt his thumb rotate around my clit as his other two fingers plunged deeper and harder inside me. I grabbed around his neck to keep my legs from buckling as he sucked my left nipple and finger fucked me to climax. As I reached my orgasm, I had to bite his shoulder to keep from screaming.
I was so weak afterward that he helped me over to the desk to lean on.
“Lay here and rest baby. Mr. Washington will take care of you.” As he pushed my shoulders down and guided me on my back.
