                                Naughty Girl
                    (another tale of the absurd from Goose)

Okay, I guess I was being a bad girl.
Maybe driving on the freeway at 85 mph while talking on my cell
phone is something I should reconsider.  I mean, yeah, I guess I
can see the potential for an accident.  Still, one has to
consider that I am eighteen, pretty and very popular.  All of
that translates into; I have places to go, things to do and a lot
of people with whom I must stay in contact.
Whatever...
Anyway, I was on my way to meet my best friend, Lucy, at the
mall. Lucy, by the way, was at the mall, waiting for me.  Then
suddenly, right in the middle of explaining to Lucy, that's who I
was talking to on the phone, why it was my father's fault I was
late.  (He had made me change clothes, saying something about my
skirt being too short and my top showing too much skin, comparing
my attire to that of a street hooker.)  
Whatever...
So, like I said, I was minding my own business, talking to Lucy
when suddenly, the night was filled with flashing lights. 
Straightening up my rearview mirror, I had used it to check my
makeup; I saw a cop car behind me, blue lights flashing.
Thinking there must be an emergency somewhere, I immediately shot
across three lanes of traffic to the emergency lane to let the
cop go by.  To my amazement however, he followed, stopping
directly behind me.
I was still talking to Lucy when the biggest, blackest, meanest
looking Highway Patrolman appeared just behind my door, shinning
his flashlight in my eyes.
"What the...."  I began before he rudely interrupted.
"Hang up the phone please."  His voice was deep and although he
said please, he sounded angry.
I said good-bye to Lucy and laid the phone in the passenger seat.
 Looking up, shielding my eyes from the glare of the flashlight,
I asked "What are you doing?  Are you trying to blind me?"
His voice seemed to get deeper and rougher.  "Miss, are you aware
that you were doing 85 in a 65 mile per hour zone?  Also, in this
state it is illegal to use a cell phone while operating a motor
vehicle."
I wanted to ask who made such stupid laws.  Instead, I shrugged
my shoulders, "Whatever..."
Still polite but very gruff, he asked.  "May I see your driver's
license, registration and proof of insurance please?"
I handed him my driver's license.  "I don't know where that other
stuff is.  This is my daddy's car."
He took my license, shaking his head.  "Stay here.  I'll be right
back."
He was gone a long time.
Meanwhile, I was getting later and later.  Lucy was going to have
a cow.  Just as that thought crossed my mind, my phone rang.  I
had just picked it up when the cop appeared once again.  I am a
fast learner, hanging up the phone immediately, hoping he didn't
see me.  I had a feeling I was in deep trouble.  
If he had seen me, he did not mention it.
"Miss," he started.  "Are you aware that you are on the verge of
losing your driving privileges?  Considering your past
violations, along with those tonight, the judge will have no
qualms about suspending your license.  In fact by state law, I
have the authority to take them right now, suspending your
driving privileges until you appear in court."
I didn't say anything.  I was right.  I was in deep trouble. 
Daddy would shit if I got another ticket.
I had to think fast.
Thankfully, the cop had put the flashlight away.  I was able to
look straight into his evil black eyes.  With my own eyes
pleading for mercy, I asked in my most childlike voice.  "Is
there anything I can do to keep my license?"
He turned so that his back was to his patrol car.  "Miss, I must
tell you that everything we say and do is being recorded.  With
that in mind, if you are offering me a bribe of some kind, I
wouldn't advise it."  The entire time he was speaking however, he
was massaging his crotch.
"Do you understand?" he asked.
I thought I did.  Focusing my stare on his groin and licked my
lips. "I think so."  Out of sight of the camera, I pointed to the
off ramp just ahead of us.
 He nodded.  "Good, I'm going to let you go with a warning this
time.  Promise me you will be more careful in the future."
"Yes sir," I said.
He leaned over so that his face was less than six inches from
mine and mouthed, "Follow me."
I did as he asked.
He did get off exit the freeway at the next ramp.  Not stopping
there however, he continued to lead me through a residential area
and finally into an area that was still under development.  He
led me around, winding through several unpaved roads, before
finally stopping in front of one of the many houses that were
still under construction.
I parked behind him.
He stepped briskly as he walked past my car.  "Follow me.  I'm on
my lunch break."
I followed, more than a little afraid.  What I had originally
thought might end with me jerking him off or a quick blow job on
the side of the freeway had suddenly, it occurred to me, turned
into something else.
Walking much faster than I could in my heels, he was going
through where the front door of the house would eventually be,
before I had even reached the bottom step.
By the time I entered the dark room, he was waiting in the
shadows.  I could see by the moonlight shinning through the dirty
windows that he had his pants off.  With one hand, he was
stroking the biggest dick I have ever seen.  He used his free
hand to remove the rest of his uniform.
I stopped in my tracks.  Suddenly, I was more afraid than I'd
ever been in my life.  What was this bastard going to do to me?
"Come over here," he said.  His deep voice seemed to echo through
the empty room.
I hesitated.  "I'll take the ticket," I mumbled.
"Too late bitch, what's wrong, my big black cock scare you?  The
poor little rich girl never saw a real cock before.  I'll bet
you're used to those skinny little white boy cocks."  He laughed.
 "Well, guess what.  You're going to find out how a real man
fucks."
I didn't know what to do.  I wanted to run but I couldn't move. 
I was paralyzed. Yet at the same time, I couldn't stop the
trembling that had overtaken my entire body.  I felt something
warm on the inside of my thigh and realized I had just peed on
myself.  He must have seen the circle of urine on my jeans.
Shaking his ever-growing cock at me he asked, "What's wrong?  Did
the big black cock make you piss your pants?"  He laughed again.
"You better get out of those wet panties before they chap your
cunt."
I didn't move.
He took a step toward me.  Then, releasing his gargantuan tool,
he used both hands to rip the front of my blouse open.  I could
hear the buttons bouncing across the bare floor.
 He unhooked the front of my bra, pulling it away from my body
and tossing it along with my blouse across the room.  "I want to
see those tiny little white tits," he said.  "You skinny little
white bitches have the cutest little tits."
The night air was cool against my nipples, causing them to
harden.  Still, I could feel my body perspiring.  Droplets of
sweat formed between my small breasts.  My upper lip trembled.  I
wanted to cry.
I stood motionless, petrified as he large muscular hands squeezed
my breasts as though he were milking a cow.  Occasionally, he
would stop squeezing just long enough to pinch one of my dark
areolas between a thumb and forefinger.
I clenched my teeth as each pinch sent a line of intense pain
racing through my breast and throughout my entire body.
He leaned in close.  I could see beads of perspiration on his
forehead and smell just the slightest trace of stale body odor. 
His breathing was heavy and his breath smelled like he hadn`t
brushed his teeth in a month.
"I told you to get out of those wet jeans.  You smell like piss."
Not knowing what else to do, I obeyed, wiggling out of my tight,
and very wet, jeans.
Naked before him, he took a step back.  I could feel his cold
black eyes boring into my flesh as he ogled me.
Then in a flash, before I realized what was happening, he huge
hands were on my shoulders pushing me to my knees.  I tried to
resist but he was too strong.  My knees buckled and crashed to
the hard floor.  Using a thumb and forefinger, he pinched my
cheeks until my mouth was open.  Then, he began force-feeding the
black head of his cock between my lips.
I clenched my teeth.  That was a mistake.  When I resisted, he
pinched my cheeks that much harder.
Reluctantly, I submitted.  I thought I would choke as he began to
fuck my mouth.  Repeatedly, as he tilted my head back in one
massive hand, he drove his massive meat into the back of my
throat.
With each punishing push, he hissed at me through gritted teeth.
"That's it bitch.  Take that black cock.  You white bitches like
big black cocks, don't you?"
I fought to breathe through my nose, gasping for life sustaining
air with each brutal thrust.
He taunted me.  "Is that all the dick you can swallow bitch. 
Hell, that ain't even half of it.  Here take a little more." 
Then he would try to force even more of his giant cock down my
throat.
To my disbelief, I thought I felt his meat begin to expand.  If
that was even possible.  I thought I knew what was coming,
certain I would drown in his cum.  Instead, he pulled back,
snatching his cock from my mouth.
I gasped for air, feeling sick to my stomach.
Pushing me backwards onto my back, he spread my legs wide. 
"Let's see if your pussy can take it all."
He was on top of me in an instant, the head of his cock pressing
against my hole.  To my surprise, my pussy was ready for him.  In
fact, my young cunt seemed to welcome the invasion as he pushed
his long thick tool to depths of which my pussy had never known.
Emotionally, I was appalled.  Physically however, my body
responded like a person dying of thirst that had found an oasis
in the desert.  My cunt could not seem to get enough of the
refreshment that his giant tool offered.
I could feel my pussy stretching and tearing as he plunged deep
inside me.  There seemed to be no end.  Every time I thought I
had taken all I could take, he gave me more.
I awakened from my cock-induced coma by the sound of my own
voice.  I couldn't believe what I was saying.  With each forceful
thrust of his steely hard rod, I gasped.  "Harder, that's it,
deeper.  Oh My God, fuck me.  Fuck me you black son-of-a-bitch,
fuck me hard.  Give me your hot cum.  Fill my pussy with your
cum."
He responded, not only with more meat in my cunt but also with
words.  "Yeah, that's it bitch.  Take the dick you deserve.  You
were a naughty girl.  Now you have to be punished with a big
black dick."
"Oh yeah, fuck me with your big black dick.  I was a bad girl. 
Horse fuck me with your giant dick.  God you are so big.  You are
so hot.  Your dick is so hard.  Give me more.  Come on.  Give me
all you got."
Then, without warning, he rolled me over onto my stomach, pulled
my ass up and I felt the tip of his cock pushing against my
virgin ass.
"No," I begged.  "I can't.  I've never..."
My words were interrupted however, by my scream. He showed no
mercy, plunging his dick into my ass.
My body responded by trying to pull away.  Once again, though he
was too strong.  With one powerful hand, he pushed my head to the
floor, my nostrils filling with the smell of sawdust, as he
plundered my ass.
The pain was excruciating as time after time he pushed his meat
into my ass.  With each stroke his hardness inched a little
deeper, until finally, I felt his massive balls slap against my
recently bludgeoned cunt.
Tears filled my eyes and ran down my cheeks leaving puddles on
the bare wooden floor.  I heard myself whimpering.  I was no
longer begging him to fuck me.  Now I was praying he would
finish.
My prayers were answered. He pounded my ass one, two, three times and
exploded.
I could feel every pulse as his cock as it expanded and
contracted in my ass.   His hot cum lubricated my ass allowing
him to continue to easily thrust in and out until his balls were
empty.  Totally spent, he thrust hard against me a few more times
trying to dispense every drop of his cum into my ass.
Finally, buried deep in my ass I could feel his cock mercifully
begin to deflate.  Slowly, his meat continued to shrink until I
felt it slip from my bunghole.  He fell forward, his body weight
nearly crushing me.  I couldn't move and could still feel his
ever-shrinking dick leaking the remnants of his cum between the
cheeks of my ass.
Then as quickly as it had begun, it was over.
He was standing over me wiping his dick on my tattered blouse. 
As he hovered there, he said.  "Let that be a reminder to you not
to speed or talk on the phone while your driving."
Lying curled up in a ball on the floor, my ass ached, my pussy
hurt and my tits felt like they had just been run through a
wringer.  In spite of all of that, I managed to say, "Fuck you."
He smiled as he buttoned his shirt and tucked it in his pants. 
"You just did bitch."
"My daddy will have your badge you asshole."
"Your daddy ain't going to do shit you stupid little whore.  This
was all his idea."
I stared at him not knowing what to think.  "What?"
"You stupid cunt, I'm not a cop.  Your daddy is paying me to
teach you a lesson.  I am watching you.  Every time you do
something stupid, expect me to show up.  You will never know when
I'm watching and when I'm not.  But be certain, every time I
catch you, this is what you will get."
That said, he left me lying there naked with my ass bleeding and
my cunt aching.
I wasn't that surprised.   This sounded exactly like something my
daddy would set up.  Well fine I thought.  If daddy wants his
little girl mauled by a big black cock, then so be it.  Daddy is
not the only one capable of teaching lessons.  I smiled to myself
as I wondered how daddy would react to his new black grandbaby.
It was then that I vowed to give up birth control.  Now I had to
decide what to do and how I could be sure, my assailant was
watching.
Whatever...
