Lori Sanders gasped in amazement and delight as she came upon the ancient, stone artifact. It's perfect, she thought, in form - and more importantly - in size. She giggled at her naughty thoughts, one of these days, my dirty mind will get me in trouble!
She had gotten off work early, and decided to go shopping at an "exotic" antique store known for unique items. The store carried the usual Oriental furniture, rugs, and other assorted knick-knacks, but it also had a second room full of erotic treasures from bygone eras. The store didn't advertise these artifacts, instead relying on word of mouth through existing customers to spread the word.
Lori didn't come here often, but often purchased something when she did visit though - which was why the shopkeeper liked her so much. She now gazed upon a beautiful Indian lingam - eight inches in length, two inches in diameter, and intricately carved with minute details. The card simply stated that it dated back sometime to the tenth century A.D. in Southern India, but archaeologists were unable to determine the lingam's exact origins, or it's exact purpose.
Shit, she thought, it's a big, fucking dildo! It's purpose is to keep a girl satisfied! With a grin on her face, she told the owner that she would take it.
Getting into her car, Lori checked herself in the rearview mirror. She imagined how others might view her: a young, beautiful woman with an incredible body, yet with an icy demeanor. She had fashion model looks - amazing blue eyes, pert nose, luscious lips, and gorgeous skin. Luxurious, shoulder length blonde hair topped off this vision of beauty. Lori was also blessed with a killer body - both athletically slim and gorgeously curvy at the same time, and in the right places. She had long, slim legs, a thin waist, an ass that wouldn't quit, and deliciously large breasts.
But she never flaunted any of her physical attributes, ever. She worked for a small law practice as a legal assistant. Because she was always dealing with clients, she made sure to dress accordingly - conservative pant suits, and rarely any skirts.
No, it's better to keep everything on a professional level. And since I'm too busy at work to have much of a social life, this is where you come in, Lori thought, glancing at her new toy, her pussy tingling in anticipation. Sad, but true ...
After getting through rush hour traffic, Lori parked and rushed into her apartment. She threw the lingham onto her couch and walked into her bedroom, taking off her clothes and dropping them on the floor along the way. Down to her underwear, the beautiful blonde looked at herself in the full length mirror, admiring her body, before peeling off her bra and underwear. Her right hand went down to her moist vagina, fingers delicately massaging her tender lips. God, I'm so fucking horny, she thought. Hmmm ... I need a shave down there ...
Lori then rummaged through her porn drawer, pulling out one of her favorite DVD's. Popping it into her player, she skipped forward to one of scenes she liked best - a small but voluptuous Japanese porn star getting fucked by five big studs. Pulling out the ancient Indian dildo, Lori fell onto her couch, legs spread wide open.
Five minutes of heavy finger fucking later, Lori began rubbing the length of the dildo against her swollen pussy lips. Having forgotten any lubrication, she instead spat out gobs of spit onto the dildo, running her hands up and down it, getting it all wet and sticky for her waiting cunt. Positioning it at the opening of her vagina, Lori turned her attention back to her TV; the Japanese girl was on her knees being double-penetrated by two large cocks, and at the same time she was giving a third cock a sloppy blowjob.
Turned on by this sight, Lori rammed the ancient artifact deep into her pussy, gasping at its fullness. She pulled it out, then in again. Once more she pulled it out, and then in again.
All of a sudden, the electricity in her apartment flickered on and off - everything turned dark, then light again, and the TV was now broadcasting static. Lori blinked, because now there were another person in the room! Instead of there just a dildo up her cunt, there was strange man with his dick up her! She tried to scream, but was cut off when the stranger's hand covered her mouth.
"Why must they all scream?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "They send for me, but they act sooooo surprised when they see me materialize!"
Lori tried to twist herself out from under his grasp, but he seemed incredibly strong. She bit his hand, but stopped when she realized that he didn't even seem to feel any pain. She looked up at him with a puzzled glance.
"Hellooooo!" the man said, "I mean - come on! - I'm here!! Don't be scared - you sent for me?" Then he looked into her eyes, and for a moment seemed as if he were reading her mind. "Hmmmm .... I guess you didn't send for me after all ... what century is it, now?"
With that, the man withdrew from the girl and stood up in front her - a hand on his chin - as if thinking deep thoughts. For the first time, Lori could look upon the stranger in full view, and became even more scared. He was very tall and muscular, with a bald head and chiselled, Asian features. His skin looked like skin, but - at the same time - wasn't. She couldn't place her finger on it, but while he seemed human, he also had an alien quality to him. Not that he seemed like he was from outer space, just that he didn't seem like he was a part of the human race. It was just something about his skin, his bearing, or some other mysterious quality that made him different than anyone she had ever met before. She looked down at his penis, and gasped with amazement. His dick looked exactly the same as the ancient stone lingham she had just bought!
He noticed Lori staring at him, and his eyes locked upon hers, his gaze seeming to infiltrate her mind. "Yes, look at me, and realize that I am not part of your race - but I am a part of your history!"
The stranger looked up, collecting his thoughts, before saying, "The best word for you to recognize what I am, would be genie. Yes, for that is what I am!"
Lori blinked in wonder, at the same time struggling to cope with the enormity of his words.
"I have no name - I just simply am. There is no beginning nor end for me. Time to me is nothing. This artifact that you have awoken," he said, pointing to his stone penis, "is a part of me, and not. It has been centuries since I became in this world, but to me it has only felt like a short moment - a gasp between breaths of air. A virgin's saliva, combined with three thrusts of the lingham within the virgin's loins, will make me be. That is it's power, as well as it's curse. Now make your three wishes so that I can leave! But a word of warning - think carefully of your wishes!"
With that the genie concluded his speech, content to wait for the girl to regain her senses. It seemed as if she were in some sort of strange dream. Genies and three wishes? Nonsense!
Yet there he stood, as solid as that stone dick of his, jutting out like an eternal erection. Her pussy tingled just thinking about it. Lori asked, "I can ask you three wishes? Can I ask for anything?"
"There are limits," the genie replied carefully, "as I am not all powerful. For instance, I cannot grant you magical powers, as most humans could not harness such energies. Nor can I change your past. But I can grant you wishes that are magical in nature, such as an ever-lasting orgasm. This would be a double-edged sword, as your body could not possibly live with such pleasures for long."
Lori realized that she was sitting with her legs spread open, and quickly brought her knees together to cover her wet vagina. She had trouble thinking, looking at his naked body and his eight-inch hard-on. I know I'm a virgin, but do you have to tease me like this, she thought to herself. The genie smiled at her as if he were reading her thoughts.
"Let me think about this for a moment," she told the genie. The blond closed her eyes, and brought her knees up against her chest, legs crossed and arms wrapped around them. She was uncomfortable being nude in front of this stranger, yet turned on at the same time.
So many things to ask for, she thought. Being so horny, Lori let her mind wander, Hmmmmm ... how about something practical? Like - never having to buy clothes again? I could wish for a new outfit for whenever an occasion demands it - but then only wear it once! I'll never have to spend money or time washing clothes ... and they'll have to be very sexy, provacative, and too-revealing! She chuckled naughtily at that, wondering how she would ever wear such clothes. And no panties or bra, she added.
While I'm at it, why don't I ask for an eternally smooth body - I'll never need to shave my nether regions, underarms, or legs again! Lori groaned at herself, that's a horrible wish!
She glanced up and stared at the genie's dick. She licked her lips and thought wickedly, How's this for a bad wish? A big, fat dildo up my pussy when I get horny - at the worst possible moment!! Like when I met that client yesterday for lunch - he was sooo cute! Sitting in that fancy restaurant with him with a dildo up my cunt! Shit, I'm getting all wet! She closed her eyes again, I'd better start thinking for real! I should definately ask for some money - maybe some -
"YES!!" the genie announced in a booming voice, "Your three wishes are GRANTED!!" He waved his arms in the arm in strange patterns, as smoke started to fill the room. He seemed to be fading away with into the smoke, his body slowly losing form.
"WAIT!!" Lori screamed, shocked. "I haven't made my three wishes yet! What are you talking about!?"
"You HAVE made your three wishes, so now I will be on my way!" he said, winking at her. "You will never see me or this lingham again! Do not worry, for soon you will have plenty of your very own! FAREWELL!!"
Smoke still lingered in the air, but the genie was gone. Suddenly, Lori felt nauseous, and the room seemed to be spinning. What did he mean by that, she thought. It can't be ... Everything went black, and she sank into unconsciousness ...
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Lori woke up in a start, drenched in sweat, with a feeling of forboding. She was lying in her bed, naked, though she couldn't remember getting into bed the night before. Holy shit, she thought, I've got to get ready for work!
The blonde rushed into the bathroom for a quick shower. As she lathered herself with soap, a feeling of dread came over her as she felt her nether regions. They were completely devoid of pubic hair, even though she distinctly remembered thinking that she had to shave them soon. It can't be, she thought, last night's events coming to mind, it just can't! I was dreaming all of that!
Finishing up, she ran back to her bedroom and headed for her closet. She pulled open its doors, to find it completely empty. There was only a skimpy outfit on a clothes hanger, and a pair of sexy work heels in the closet. Lori took the outfit and shoes out, laying them out on her bed. Next, she rummaged through her clothes drawers, again finding nothing. No panties, bras, t-shirts, or jeans - absolutely nothing!
She glanced down her hallway, hoping that yesterday's clothes would still be on the floor where she left them, to no avail. She didn't have a stitch of clothing in the house except for the skimpy outfit that was on her bed. Glancing at her clock, she knew that she would have to leave for work soon ....
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"C'mon, Lori, you know I'm depending on you to do this!" Stan said sternly, looking her up and down. Even though he was in his late-fifties, he had a raging boner when he saw his assistant come to work. Normally she wore very reserved business suits, yet today she walked into the office with the tightest, juiciest outfit he had ever seen her wear!
Lacy, leather pumps, with a four-inch heel, accentuated her long, smooth legs. An incredibly short, black skirt hugged her ass, and it seemed as if she had no panty line, either ... Topping this off was a tiny black blazer - cut low to show off her ample bosom - that seemed a size too small for her. His assistant hadn't bothered to wear a blouse underneath her blazer, so her tits were almost to almost to the point of spilling out. Everytime she walked, her boobs would jiggle - she definately hadn't worn a bra!
Lori flushed under her boss's scrutiny, "Well .... I forgot about the appointment. Look, I'm not really dressed for it ..."
Stan Stillman decided to be firm with his young legal assistant; even though his practice was small, he was still the boss. "Lori, you know I have to meet the assistant D.A. for lunch, and I need those signatures by then! You now have three hours to do this: an hour to get there and back, which leaves you with two hours. Getting through security should take no more twenty minutes. That leaves you with over one and a half hours to meet with Mr. Allen and get him to sign those documents! You know what a hassle he is, so it'll probably take you the whole time to persuade him to do so!"
The young woman crumbled under the pressure her boss, "Yes, sir!"
"Now, I don't know why you chose to wear this particular outfit - I certainly don't mind!" he chuckled at her embarassment. "In fact, it may help you get those documents signed faster! Hell, most of our clients would be under your command! Please be free to wear more provacative clothes in the future!"
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Twenty minutes later in her car, Lori was still mad at Stan's comments. However, what he said was very true - his practice specialized in representing low-life scum. The majority of their clients were drug dealers, thieves, and pimps; but they had money and clout. Some of their clients were fairly big druglords - high up in the food chain. Stan had started up his office years ago with honest intentions, but nowadays you had to get whatever piece of the pie you could, and if this meant dealing with scum, so be it.
Lori herself knew she was overpaid for this job. It was her presence that compensated for this fact, though, since she looked good in court, looked good in the office, and looked good doing errands like this one. The fact was, she needed this job to save up money for college next fall. It was very good pay for easy work and short hours, ensuring she had ample spare time to brush up on her studies.
Parking her car in an empty aisle at the Stratum Low-Security Penitentury, she walked toward the main security office, trying not to think of how short her mini-skirt was to the guard who opened the door for her.
Walking up to the main desk, she showed her ID and was waved in. Next stop was the main security hub - where the actual entrance to the prison was and also where the security was the tightest.
"I'm here to see Carl Allen. I represent Mr. Allen's attorny, Stan Stillman." Lori stated, handing over documents for the highest ranking security officer to look at. There were five guards in the room, as well as a security sensor similar to the ones airports use in the middle of it all.
"Hmmmm ... everything here seems to be in order" the man said, scanning the papers, every now and then his eyes darting to her breasts. "Please go through the sensor, miss."
Lori pulled down her skirt for the tenth time since entering the room, trying not to notice the men staring at her skimpy attire. She began to self-consciously walk towards the security sensor, before suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. She was almost through the sensor, and tried to hide her discomfort. Her pussy felt ... very full!
Then the sensors went off, a siren wailing in the suddenly tense room. Lori turned completely red - she knew what it was! There was a big dildo up her pussy!
"Miss!! I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to step over here, please!" the senior officer said, secretly pleased with this opportunity.
"Please ... I ... may I go to the washroom now?" the blonde stuttered, dreading what was to come.
The guard shook his head, wondering what this stunning creature could be hiding under such little clothing. "You know the rules, miss - now spread your arms and legs!" he commanded, smiling a bit.
Lori bit her lower lip, and followed his orders. Standing straight, she raised her arms and spread her legs to make room for the hand-held security device, just like the ones used in airports. As the guard began waving the device around her chest, Lori was aware that everyone was watching the two of them with intense scrutiny. The device began beeping as he brought it up between her crotch.
"Miss, I'm afraid the standard procedure now is for a strip search," the guard said, almost leering at her. " Since we don't have a female officer on duty, the commanding officer - in this case myself - will be conducting the search, with a junior officer present to watch the proceedings. Any questions?"
The girl nodded no, her eyes glued to the floor.
"In that case, follow me into this side room," he said. Noticing her hestitation, he added, "Don't worry - there aren't any cameras in this room. This'll be completely confidential." Lori cringed when he said that. The officer pointed at a younger guard to follow them - who brightened up, happy that he'd be a witness to this show.
The three of them entered a small rectangular room with a table against the wall opposite the doorway. The younger man - officer Morton - shut the door and leaned against the wall to get a good view. The senior man - officer Wells - positioned Lori next to the steel table.
Officer Wells was a complete lecher; although he acted like a proper citizen in front of friends and family, inside he just another dirty old man. He couldn't believe his luck with Lori, how she was in his "hands" now. He'd been watching her ever since she started coming to the prison - how proper and prim she dressed, her aloofness to the guards, but mostly how hot she was. But today! She had dressed like a vamp today! For sure she didn't have a bra on! He'd been studying her ass, and couldn't find a panty line ... It didn't matter, he chuckled to himself, he'd find out pretty soon.
"Ma'am, please disrobe and hand me your garments," Wells asked politely. He found it hard to not smile - in a matter of moments he'd be feeling this stunning blonde inside out!
The young woman nervously unbuttoned her blazer to reveal her amazing tits to two complete strangers. Morton almost whistled in appreciation. Lori's breasts were large and well proportioned, her nipples hard and jutting out. Next, she unzippered her skirt and stepped out of it. The officers gasped as they noticed that this blonde goddess really hadn't worn any underwear, and that she had completely shaved her pubes. She handed her clothes to Morton, and tried to cover her nakedness with her arms.
"Bend over ninety degrees over the table, feet wide apart, and spread your ass with your two hands!" Wells ordered.
Wells admired the view as she obeyed him, her tits and head resting on the cold table as her pubic region became exposed to the two men. She had the most gorgeous skin and a tight, lucious butt - a tiny, rosebud asshole, and a sweet, pink pussy. The blonde seemed like a porn star or model, but only more beautiful. It took all of Wells' will-power to not pull out his erection and fuck Lori with all his might. He couldn't go that far, but he did have some tricks up his sleeve.
Wells opened a drawer and brought out a jar of vaseline. He opened it and set it next to Lori on the table. "We're out of latex gloves, but I'm sure you don't mind ..." It was more of a command than a question.
Lori shook her head - she was already naked in front of two strangers, and wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. "G - go - ahead!" she stammered.
Grinning, Wells began by feeling out her pussy lips. He had noticed they were already wet, so didn't use any vaseline yet. Sticking his fingers inside, he felt a foreign object inserted up her vagina. Gingerly grabbing the object with two fingers, he pulled it out to reveal a nine-inch chrome dildo. Lori gasped as Wells pulled it out, silently cursing the genie for putting her in this situation.
"My, my! What do we have here? Officer Morton?" Wells asked jokingly.
"I believe that it's a dildo, sir!" Morton replied. What kind of slut is this, he asked himself.
Turning her head around, Lori pleaded with the officers, "I swear that's all I have hidden there! Please!" She tried to ignore the erections that showed through their tight uniforms.
Shaking his head, Wells replied, "You know the rules, miss!" He then inserted two fingers up her slippery cunt, going all the way up to his knuckles. Wells loved the way Lori wriggled her butt as he twirled his fingers inside her hot box. Goddamn she's gorgeous, he thought.
With his left hand still probing her vagina, Wells reached over with his right hand and grabbed a gob of vaseline. Then he began smearing it onto the girl's anus, gradually slipping his index finger inside to lube it up. Lori's body fought his invasion, but he eventually got his index finger up it halfway.
"Miss, your gonna have to relax!" Wells said, wanting to get at least two digits up her asshole.
The sensations that Lori received were incredibly intense. Her cunt was soaked with her own juices, and she thought she may be close to an orgasm. She had never played with herself anally before, but with Wells' second finger creeping past her ass sphincter, she was getting really horny. She stifled some moans because she didn't want the two men to know how close she was to getting off.
Meanwhile Wells had worked his fingers deep into Lori's ass, and he now had both hands knuckle-deep in pure heaven. But eventually he had stop, and pulled out of her, leaving the girl panting on the table. Wells looked his watch - had it only been five minutes? It was the most intense five minutes of his life!
Morton handed Lori back her clothes, and she quickly put them on. The three of them exited the room.
"You may go on through now, Miss. Sorry for the inconvenience!" Wells said, smiling at the cute blonde. He held up the chrome dildo, "Don't worry! You can claim this back when you return!" All the guards in the room had big grins on their faces.
Lori lowered her head, and walked past the remaining three guards, who watched her every step. She noticed in dismay that her inner thighs were wet with her juices. Blushing, she ran through the security device.
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"He's been waiting for awhile now," the guard said, opening the door for Lori. His eyes lingered on her breasts. "You've got about an hour, OK?"
With that, he closed the door. Lori heard the lock click behind her, and she studied her surroundings. It was an interrogation-style room: the only furniture in the room was a dirty table in the centre and two rusty metal chairs. The floor, walls, and ceiling were constructed of a drab, grey concrete. Old, peeling green paint adorned the the walls, and the floor was sticky and covered with stains. The heavy steel door had a small rectangular window which had one opening so that the guards could see and hear whatever was occuring within the room. A faint stink permeated the room - like an old bathroom mixed with another acrid odour. Lori recoiled in disgust, knowing that these rooms were also used for conjugal visits if the guards permitted it. Little did she know that this would be the room she would lose her virginity in ...
Sitting in one of the chairs was Stan's client, Carl Allen, an inmate at Stratum's for about six months. A know petty fellon - with a history of arrests - Carl was now in doing a stint for burglary, plus the crack the police found on his person at the time of his arrest. He was now appealing his sentence, and - since he had some connections - Stan was brought in to represent him. He "claimed" that the police planted the drugs to lengthen his jail time.
Mostly he enjoyed wasting other people's time. Since everyone - including himself - knew he was guilty, the case itself was simply a formality. He was wasting the taxpayer's money and time. Yet - since he was so bored - Carl was also quite troublesome towards his own attorney. He often waited until the last minute to sign papers, or was often unruly in court. Mosly he enjoyed just being a troublemaker.
Carl Allen had no problems doing time; thirty-six, the big black man still looked like he was in his twenties. He pressed weights everyday, was heavily muscled, and actually looked like he belonged in the NFL. Big and mean, Carl rarely took no for an answer, which was probably why he was in jail. As soon as Lori entered the room, he knew he had to fuck her. His dick hardened immediately as he eyed her up and down, noting her wet thighs.
"Damn, girl! I'm sprung!" Carl joked, licking his lips. He hadn't gotten any pussy for half a year, and this was his chance - plus Nick the guard owed him a favor.
Ignoring the man's comments, Lori nervously sat down, pulling her skirt down in the process. Crossing her legs, she opened her folder and pulled out some documents. "Good morning, Mr. Allen," she began, "I just need you to sign a few papers for your upcoming case. We need to get them to the assistant D.A. by noon, so speed is of the essence!"
The inmate cooed to the girl, "Baby, why the rush? We've got plenty of time!"
"P - please, Mr. Allen, I think we should hurry -"
"Call me Carl," he said, studying the nipples poking out from Lori's blazer, "and why should we hurry? The guard said you had a whole hour to be here! Now would I pass up a chance to spend an hour with such a pretty young lady?"
Lori sighed, I knew he'd be a pain in the ass! "All I need are a few signatures ..." she mumbled.
Carl stood up suddenly and walked to the door, rapping it to get the guard's attention, who in turn came up to see what was happening.
"Nick, I gotta ask you for a favor, man!" Carl whispered.
The guard replied in a hushed tone, "You know I owe you one. What's up?"
"You see - this bitch here - she's really a ho! My friend from outside bought her for me cuz he knows I'm itchin' for some pussy! Ya know what I mean?"
Grinning, Nick said, "Uh-huh, so she's not really an attorney, right? No wonder she dresses that way! You want some privacy, right? No problem!"
Carl lowered his voice, "My problem is that once she gets a load of my big dick - she'll want to leave. Now - I'm dying for some pussy, and I'm not about to let this bitch leave here until I get my money's worth! You understandin' me?"
Nick laughed - he had heard the rumours about "Big Carl." "Don't worry, my lips are sealed!"
"Thanks, buddy! You can watch, too, if ya want!"
"Sweet!"
With that, Carl walked back towards the table. Instead of going to his own seat, he strode up to Lori and stood next to her, startling the girl. She noticed that he sported a massive boner through his tight inmate garb. "M - Mr. Allen! What are you doing?" she stammered.
Suddenly the black man unzippered his uniform, and pulled it down so that it gathered at his feet. He was naked now, his large, muscular frame flexing in anticipation. His large, dark penis stood out rigidly in the air, inches away from Lori's face.
The blonde was in shock, staring at Carl's eleven-inch cock. She had never seen one so big! It was very long and also quite thick. She knew that she could wrap both of her hands around that monster and there would still be room left for her mouth to suck. What does he think he is doing? Where's the guard, she thought.
Carl came up behind Lori, fondled her large breasts, and began unbuttoning her blazer. She tried to stop him, but he was too strong for her, and his hands were too large. The inmate managed to undo all the buttons, and her magnificent tits spilled out.
Lori then stood and turned around to face her client, face flushed red. Carl was uncomfortably close to her now, and Lori was acutely aware of how she looked: half naked, tits hanging out, her mini-skirt riding up impossibly high on her thighs. Her butt was up against the table, and Carl was inches in front of her.
The convict grabbed her skirt and pulled it up to her waist. He whistled, admiring her shaved cunt, and said, "Baby, you're beautiful!"
"Guard! Guard!" she shrieked, as her client began to run his rough fingers along her sensitive pussy lips, and rubbed his thumb against her clitoris. Even with both her hands she couldn't stop the big man from feeling her out. His left hand sneaked around to cup her right ass-cheek, kneading and enjoying the blonde's tight, round tush.
"Damn, bitch!" Carl grinned, relishing the feel of her smooth, baby-soft skin. "I knew you were wet as soon as I laid my eyes on you! I just didn't know how wet!"
Wincing as the inmate stuck a large finger up her snatch, Lori turned her head and was surprised to see the guard already at the door peering inside. "Help me! Get this man off of me!" she yelled.
The guard only smiled at her. Puzzled by his response, she pleaded to him, "Please - this man is going to rape me!" she yelled. Again no response. What was going on here, she asked herself. She noticed the two men exchanging a glance, and then the guard gave Carl a thumbs up gesture. Lori now knew she was in a bad situation.
Carl now had two big, fat fingers up the blonde's juicy slit, furiously finger-fucking it. Her pussy was amazing - soft and wet and scalding hot to his fingers. Meanwhile, his other hand creeped down in-between the sweet flesh of her ass-cheeks, finding her virgin asshole ripe for his thick fingers. He roughly played with it, causing Lori to moan in dismay. Carl's mouth and tongue kissed and licked all over Lori's pillowy breasts and hardened nipples, making loud sucking and slurping noises.
Lori groaned as her body began to respond to Carl's administrations. "Please stop!" she begged, "It can't - it can't be like this! Not for my first time!"
The black stud was even more turned on now! He stood up straight and smiled at the virgin. "Not only am I gonna be the first man to fuck your pussy, but I'll be the first to give it to you up the ass! And you're gonna love it - understand? You're gonna love it so much that you'll swallow every bit last of jizz that comes out from my hose! We can do it the easy way or we can do it the hard way - which do you prefer?"
Lori saw the lust and determination in Carl's eyes, looked down and saw his twitching erection, and then knew she had no choice other than to comply with her client's wishes. His monster cock was a weapon - it would be better not to fight him. She answered him by sitting on the table and spreading her legs wide, giving his dick an open invitation to her pussy.
"So you want me to fuck you, bitch?"
The blonde couldn't look the convict in the eye. "Please fuck me," she whispered to him, her face flushed red.
"What's that?! I didn't hear you, whore!" Carl snarled.
"Please ... I want you to fuck me in both my holes! Then ... I want to eat all of your cum!" Lori said louder, embarrassed that the guard at the door could hear her also.
The big man positioned his round cock-head at the entrance of Lori's dripping snatch, not believing his luck. Who'd believe that he'd be taking the virginity of a sexy white chick - while he was still in prison? Licking his lips, he plunged his cock into the girl's silky cunt all the way to its base, making both of the gasp in unison.
"Damn, slut! You feel so fucking good!" Carl said, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Her cunt was incredibly tight and velvety smooth. He already wanted to cum badly, but forced himself not to, since he wanted to enjoy Lori's pussy for a bit longer.
As Carl continued to pummel her slippery cunny, Lori began to moan, gasp, and grunt out loud in time with his pumping. She didn't know how much more of this she could take - her cunt felt incredibly full, and Carl's big pole plunged in and out very hard, and very fast. His huge balls slapped against her pussy lips and her ass slammed against the dirty table from the violence of their union. Closing her eyes, she suddenly had an intense orgasm. Her pussy squeezed the stud's hard shaft, making him even more horny.
Carl was also about to cum, but held back for just a bit longer. "Have you ever sucked a man's cock before?" he asked the blonde.
"N - never!" Lori replied, panting and still lost in the pleasure of her recent orgasm. She was now covered in a light layer of sweat - making her entire body shimmer with a delictable sheen.
The convict smiled, pulled out of Lori, pushed her to her knees, and slipped his wet shaft between her lips. His dick erupted with thick loads of semen the instant it entered the girl's warm mouth.
Although she tried to push him away, Carl continued to bury his large dick up her mouth, going all the way to the back of her throat, while continuing to ejaculate. While some cum leaked out from the corners of her mouth, most of it Lori was forced to swallow. But Carl was a big cummer, and to Lori it seemed like he kept spraying semen into her mouth - spurt after spurt after spurt. After several squirts, it became too much for her, and she started choking on the load. More thick, creamy white sperm spewed out ot her mouth. Struggling to breath, a rush of jism escaped from her nostrils.
Finally Carl took his swollen member out of the blonde's gagging mouth. Lori coughed hoarsely and spat out cum and saliva. Lori was in a daze - the smell and taste of semen clung to her mouth and nose. She didn't even notice when her client began rubbing his still-hard cock lewdly over her cute face, smearing his juices all over her skin.
Looking down at the girl that was her knees before him, Carl's dick twitched for more action. He loved the way the strands of cum that still oozed from his dick-head clung to her slutty lips in gooey strands. He played with her lips for a bit - rubbing his sensitive head against those lips, pushing it in, and then taking it out again.
The black stud then took off Lori's blazer and used it to wipe the cock-juice off her face. Pulling the stunned girl onto her feet, he spun her around so that her back was facing him. Next he pulled down her skirt, so that she was totally naked except for her high heels. He then peeled away his own clothes that had gathered at his feet, and threw all the clothes in a pile at the side of the room.
Carl positioned himself behind Lori, grabbed her rear, and penetrated her steamy slit deeply in on swift thrust. The girl moaned loudly at the sudden invasion, full of hard cock once again. The convict grinned to himself as Lori writhed and undulated on the table before him. This was possibly the sweetest pussy he'd ever had; his rock hard dick seemed to agree with him, barely softening even after he'd cum.
He reached down with one hand to play with the blonde's large, jiggling breasts. Pinching her dark pink nipples, Carl bent over and whispered in Lori's ear, "Look at Nick - he's really enjoying the show!"
Lori looked over at the guard and closed her eyes in shame. Nick was thoroughly engrossed in their performance - no doubt mentally recording every degrading sex act. She couldn't believe that her first time would be with a convict, in jail, and in front of another person!
After several minutes of hot, slippery fucking, Carl withdrew his long pole from Lori's slippery twat and positioned it at the entrance of her rectum. The blonde flinched as his bulbous cock-head touched her quivering hole, and turned her head to look at Carl with pleading eyes.
"Tell me what you want, bitch!"
Resigned to her fate, she laid her head and breasts on the filthy table and jutted out her pert rear. Her two hands grabbed her asscheeks and she yelled, "Please fuck my ass with your big, black cock!"
Needing no more invitation, Carl entered her viciously from behind. The blonde's ass was incredibly tight, but luckily for her it had been lubed earlier by Officer Wells with vaseline. The inmate was merciless as he sunk his huge shaft deeper and deeper into Lori's anal passageway; he held her hips with both hands and pushed forward inch by inch, violating her deeper and deeper.
Lori struggled with Carl's thick meat up her ass, and just as she thought she couldn't take it any longer - that her asshole to its utmost limits - Carl stopped. The girl looked behind and to her amazement the convict had the entire length of his dick fully up her anus.
At first she thought it wasn't so bad. Then when Carl began fucking her in long, hard strokes, she finally lost it. Lori squealed in time with his fucking. The experience was so raw and hot for the blonde. The first five minutes she couldn't think or see or hear or taste anything - she was lost in her own world; all she could feel was this massive piece of man-meat sliding obscenely in and out of her most intimate of places. It was incredible to the girl - hard flesh rubbing against soft flesh, juices combining together into a nasty, sloppy mix that aided in their scalding friction. She knew she was a slut to be turned on, but she couldn't help it.
Her sodomizer sensed her arousal and humped her rear with renewed vigor. He fucked her ass raw, and the small room echoed with the sounds of Lori squealing with pleasure, Carl's animalistic grunts, and the loud slapping of flesh against flesh.
Finally Carl stopped and pulled out of Lori, leaving her rectum feeling very empty. He positioned his chair so that it faced the door and sat down upon it, his shiny dick sticking straight up. "Sit on this, bitch!" he ordered.
With her knees wide apart, Lori - pert buns facing Carl - straddled him and lowered herself slowly onto his throbbing shaft. The leggy blonde wriggled her hips in slow, circular movements as he started fucking her asshole again. Soon the two were passionately grinding away against each other - Carl with his hands wrapped around Lori's waist, hips thrusting upwards forcefully so that she could feel every inch of him. The girl bounced up and down mercilessly on his giant shaft, her breasts wobbling deliciously in the air. She was now practically screaming out her pleasure.
As Carl fondled her pussy lips, he realized he was ready to blow his wad soon - and he wanted to do so within her sweet cunt. He slowed their fucking, took his cock out of Lori's ass, and stuck it into her tight slit in one swift movement. His balls quivered in anticipation as he fucked the blonde's cunt - desperately close to climaxing.
Meanwhile, Lori was relieved Carl's hard pole was out of her ass, but soon realized what was about to happen. Her rapist's breathing became more ragged, and he started to fuck her rapidly.
"Please," she begged him, "don't cum in my pussy!" She struggled to get off of him, but his hands firmly held onto her body.
Carl didn't even hear the girl; he continued pumping her hot snatch and then groaned in pleasure. His body tensed while his jerking cock began ejaculating jets of white, scalding semen into her once-virgin pussy. Jet after jet of hot spunk shot out and started mixing with Lori's steamy cunt juices.
Seven heavy loads of sperm now coated the insides of Lori's now sloppy pussy and - to her dismay - she loved every second of it! She knew she should be disgusted, but the feeling of hot cum filling her up had made her orgasm! She shuddered in delight, ashamed and amazed at her degradation. Now her cunt was a mess - gooey semen seeping out and running down her inner thighs. It also streamed down Carl's cock and balls. She didn't have any tissues and wondered how she would clean herself up.
