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Deviant Officers The Trade Off

Deviant Officers The Trade Off

by whanmore
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All characters mentioned in sexual references are 18 years of age or older.

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"The sexual perversion at this institution was frequent and ongoing," the judge said as she looked down at the soon-to-be convicted police officers. "With vulnerable victims and oversight either looking the other way or in some cases actually contributing to the abuse, the amount of sexual misconduct is horrifying."

She looked at her documents, noting the prosecution's recommendation, and prepared to hand down her lengthy sentences.

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Years earlier ...

Diane was just falling asleep in the top bunk when the cell door opened. Her stomach clenched.

'Was it Wednesday?'

she thought.

It had to be. Why else would Deputy Dean be closing the door behind him well after final walkthroughs? Dean was the big black deputy who'd been at the prison for a few years.

Diane held her thin blanket tight. She shut her eyes and tried to block out all sound as Dean disrobed down to his boxers and white beater and slid into the bottom bunk.

Aleecia recoiled immediately, flinching as Dean crawled in close. The black girl had big round tits, a huge jiggly booty, a big curly afro, and chubby cheeks. Unfortunately, she'd attracted Dean's attention during her first week and, in this environment, he didn't need to wait long to make his move.

Now his weekly visits seemed routine, and Aleecia's resistance had gradually faded over the recent weeks. She slid to the far side of the bed, but in the small jail cot, there was little space she could put between her big tits and Dean's big body.

Without a word, Dean wrapped his strong arm around Aleecia's wide waist and easily pulled her body into his.

"Mmmm... come 'ere girl," he whispered, into her ear. "You always smell so good."

"... uh..please.." she whimpered.

Dean could feel her pulling away, but it made no difference. He rolled Aleecia onto her stomach and climbed atop her big booty, pinning her down.

"..ugh..no... get off," she moaned and she felt Dean grinding his dick against her booty.

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"Shush girl," he said gruffly, as he moved his forearm to her back, pinning her more into the thin, uncomfortable mattress. "You know you want this."

"..I don't," she squirmed even as she felt Dean clawing at her pants' waistline from the back. "..ugh..no."

Her voice had dropped to a whisper. She felt Dean lift up and she knew he was removing his drawers. He then used his knee to pry Aleecia's legs apart, slid his hand under her fat asscheeks and cupped her hairy pussy. Dean's dick grew hard and poked through his boxers.

Aleecia kicked her legs and tried to maneuver her hips away. Dean was familiar with her evasive tactics and he held her still while massaging her pussy lips with his fingers.

"Ahh," Aleecia whined, after a few seconds. It was the sound Dean was waiting for. He could feel the wetness permeate through Aleccia's pubic hair. Her reluctant squirming had evolved into squirms of pleasure.

Dean rubbed his hand along her pussy and against her slit, before sliding his middle finger into her hole.

"Ah! Ahhhh..." Aleecia groaned as Dean pushed his fingers in and out. Aleccia's thick, creamy pussy juices covered his finger. Dean stroked into her a few times, drawing a gasp from the inmate each time.

Then, satisfied with Aleecia's position, he pulled his finger from Aleecia's body and rubbed her wetness over his dick. Her booty cheeks were so big and round that Dean needed to nudge them out of the way as he fished for the inmate's pussy.

He easily found Aleecia's wet hole with his cockhead. She started squirming again, her whimpers louder in the quiet cell. But Dean just held her in place and pushed forward.

"Hmmmm.. There ya go," Dean grunted when his long cock popped into Aleecia's pussy lips. "You're mine."

Diane was clenching her blanket in the top bunk and her eyes were shut tight.

"Ahh!.. oh..Ahhhh," Diane heard Aleecia moan and she knew her cellmate was getting penetrated.

Aleecia cringed as Dean's dick snaked deep into her vagina. He wrapped one arm around Aleecia's neck and held her close, squeezing his groin against her soft, big, booty. He rocked his hips with his cock deep inside her, relishing Aleecia's warm, cozy pussy. Then, he pulled out slowly.

Dean's thrusts came long and hard.

"Uh!... Ahhh... ugph ...Ah!"

Aleecia's creamy pussy, coated Dean's cock and she felt her juices splattering and leaking as she was pounded. Dean huffed and puffed while bouncing on her booty. He used his free hand to roam all over the inmate's curvy body.

After fucking Aleecia long and hard, Dean released her neck, giving her some temporary relief, only to grab a handful of her afro and yank her head back. Dean knew what he was doing, and Aleecia knew she was being pushed to the edge against her will.

"..Ah! .. mmm ...mmph..." she moaned, grimacing at what she knew was coming. With her pussy walls spasming along Dean's thrusting cock, Aleecia felt his hand running down her side. He quickly reached under her, dove through her soaking wet pubic hair and found her big, wet clit.

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"..aha!..Ah..." she whimpered, the pressure building. "....ah... aha!...ahh..."

Dean pressed his finger down on Aleecia's clit and pushed his dick deep into her slick cunt, forcing the orgasm from her body.

"... ughahhh!" Aleecia moaned, into her pillow. Her eyes watered and her hands gripped the thin sheets she laid on. Her legs flailed at the knees as Dean held his long dick in her warm pussy. "..mmm. Ahh...!"

Aleecia's cries of pleasure rang through the silent cell block with other inmates on the floor helplessly listening.

Dean stayed pressed into Aleecia, savoring her creamy goodness until she came down from her orgasm. As soon as her body relaxed, Dean pulled back and thrashed down into her.

"...Uhh...Arhgaahh!" Aleecia let out a muffled yelp as Dean started pounding her with reckless abandon. " ......mmph......ah... aha!.Uh!... Ahhh... ugph!

Dean had one hand at the small of her back and the other on her shoulders, and he was repeatedly throttling down into Aleecia.

"Ugh..ah!... ahh..!" Aleecia moaned and groaned for the next few minutes until she finally heard Dean's familiar grunts of passion. Once more she grimaced into the pillow. She never knew what mood Dean was in and therefore unsure of how he would finish.

Even through the pounding she was receiving and the jolts of unwilling pleasure shooting through her body, she was disheartened when Dean dropped down and started grinding his dick into her pussy. Aleecia knew what that meant and she closed her eyes, dreading what was coming.

Her warm, creamy pussy was becoming too much for the officer. He held her close as his orgasm rushed to the surface. He thrust forward over and over. Aleecia grunted while Dean's cock filled her with semen.

His groans filled the jail cell, as he continued unloading into Aleecia. He pressed his hips and smashed down against Aleecia's soft butt cheeks, groaning in her ear. Her whimpers grew softer as Dean stayed inside her growing soft and whispering in her ear.

He told her how "soft and sweet" her pussy was. He told her that he "couldn't wait" to see her next week. He told her he'd "make her life a living hell" if she ever told anyone.

He lifted off her and slowly pulled his long cock from her used pussy, making her grunt. Aleecia curled into a fetal position, pulling up her pants and tucking away under her thin blanket. She'd have to clean herself up in the morning. She was too exhausted to move.

Dean ducked from under the bunk bed and began dressing. Once he had his pants on, he dug into his pockets and pulled out a small bag of dope. He rolled it in his fingers, chuckled and looked over to the top bunk.

Diane was tucked under her blanket, but her eyes were poking out and she was watching Dean's every move. He tossed the bag to her and finished dressing. By the time he was exiting, Diane was already ripping open the bag of drugs.

'Small price for compliance,'

Dean thought, closing and locking the cell door.

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Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed this short story written for soflabbwlvr 's "Crime and Punishment" event. Please vote and comment. Positive and critical feedback is welcome. Stay tuned for more short stories. And if you want more plot and character development, check out my Dorms Series'.

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