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Written by: Zman May 1999
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Cold Steel
It’s not easy living on the inside, but these three women make doing
time anything but boring.
My hands were clenched around the cold steel bars that imprisoned me.
Their coolness felt good pressed against my face. As I opened my eyes
all I could see were the gray walls that surrounded me, and dimly lit
cells stretched as far as I could see. My cell was six by eight, just
enough room for four bunks, two on each side upper and lower and a
narrow walk way in the middle with an open toilet in the corner with no
privacy. There were three of us women in that cell. Amy, who was twenty
four has been there the longest. She was doing three to five for drug
possession and sales of coke. She had the top bunk. Her short blond hair
accented her gorgeous blue eyes and soft supple lips. The tee shirts she
wore also made her ample breasts even more evident. Her large brown
prominent nipples pressing against the thin cotton material actually
made them quite obvious. Her body was sleek, like a well trained athlete
and her skin was pale from lack of sun, yet soft like satin to the
touch. She was beautiful. Sherry was a short timer and had the bunk
under Amy’s. She was twenty six years old and got busted for DUI and was
only doing a year. She was an average looking woman with long brown
curly hair that fell loosely over her shoulders, but she had the most
beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen and also had a very nice figure
that any one would lust for. She was very attractive in her own way. My
name is Carey. I’m the youngest, only nineteen, and I’m doing three to
eight for assault with a deadly weapon, for shooting my boyfriends balls
off. Why, you ask! For fucking my best friend. He will live, but I don’t
think he will ever get a hardon again. I hate the bastard. We were
supposed to get married and I caught him fucking her right in our
apartment in the same bed we have made love in so many times before.
The cells were damp and always had a chill to them the walls were
painted gray just like the rest of the prison. There was a musty odor
that never seemed to disappear no matter how many times you washed your
cell. There also was graffiti on the walls and names etched permanently
into their surface of all the past inmates that have shared this cell,
who have long been forgotten. But, mostly calendars counting the days
and years the inmates had to do; the days and months marked off with
X’s. There were many pictures of nude men pasted on the cell walls and
ceilings. With toothpaste, their muscular bodies and long cocks gave us
something to fantasize about. One picture in particular that really
turned me on was a centerfold. This gorgeous stud was nude under a water
fall. Just thinking about him made me wet. There wasn’t anybody in the
cell so I thought I would have a little fun and let my imagination take
over. I closed my eyes. I could see him, well tanned and very muscular.
He had the biggest dick I have ever seen and was sitting under a water
fall with the cool fluid streaming over his gorgeous tan body. Oh, how I
wished I could have his strong arms around me and that big cock
stretching my tight pussy till it hurt. I could feel my self getting
wet, so I slipped my hand down into my shorts touching my moist mound;
my silky pubic hair wet with my moisture. I parted my legs as my finger
caressed my erect clit, while my other finger penetrated deep inside me.
My body tensed from the pleasure I was giving my self. My pussy was so
wet as I slid my finger slowly in and out caressing my g spot and slowly
running my finger from my clit to my anus, enjoying the sensations that
flowed though my body, and imagined I was with this stud in the picture,
his strong arms holding me close as he rammed his big cock deep inside
me. My body filled with emotion, shivers of pleasure coursing through me
as wonderful orgasm flowed though my body. I slowly opened my eyes
coming back to reality, but again I realiz ed it was only a fantasy, but
that’s all I had and it felt so good. These gray walls and cold steel
bars still confined me. I grabbed the cell bars in anger and despair. A
tear streamed down my cheek, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the
cold steel gate that imprisoned me, fighting back the tears that were
building up inside, thinking, was I ever going to leave this hell hole?
Amy opened the cell door, took one look at me, and asked, "Are you all
right Carey?" I fought back the tears and composed myself. "I’m fine," I
said, my voice still quivering a little. Amy could tell I was having a
bad day. She came over and put her arms around me, and gave me a hug
trying to console me, then said, "It will be all right, hang in there
kid." I managed a weak smile and thanked her. She climbed up in her
bunk, picked up a magazine and began reading. I didn’t feel much like
going out on the block, that’s an area where all the prisoners hang out
when they’re not in there cells, so I climbed into my lower bunk. It was
almost time for lights out anyway, so I tried to get some sleep. It
wasn’t easy to sleep after lights out and lock down, that’s ten o clock.
The prisoners seem to think it was a free for all. Nobody gets any sleep
because of the fights and flying toilet paper that was set on fire and
thrown across the block from the upper tier, or the women that didn’t
get along and had to live together who beat the hell out of each other
all night long. The buzzer sounded for lock down and Sherry came
strolling into the cell. "Hi girls," she said, with an upbeat attitude.
She pulled her trunk from under the bunk and took her sleepwear out,
which consisted of a pair of cut off shorts and a tank top. I couldn’t
help watch as Sherry removed her uniform. She didn’t wear a bra. Her
ample breasts were firm and her nipples stood erect. You could see her
dark mound that shown though her sheer panties and the outline of her
vulva, her hips curved gently down to long slender well shaped legs. She
dressed slowly kn owing I was watching her, but avoided my eyes and
dressed as if she was in the cell alone. When she finished, she climbed
slowly up the ladder and flopped into her bunk pulling the scratchy wool
blanket over her. In a short while the buzzer sounded again. "Lights
out," the guard yelled.
The cell was dark except for the moon light that shone though the small
barred window, leaving eerie shadows on the walls, making it more scary
then it already was. I was only sleeping a short while when I was
awakened by soft wet kisses on my breasts. I slowly opened my eyes.
Sherry was laying next to me, her warm flesh felt good pressed against
mine, her eager lips kissing my breasts gently though my tank top while
her other hand squeezed my other breast stirring the sexual tension that
has built up in side of me. She pulled my top off then removed hers. Her
fingers found my waistband of my panties and slowly slid them off. Her
wet lips lingered on my thighs leaving warm kisses as she went. She then
removed her panties. At this point my pussy was on fire. She looked so
beautiful with out any clothes on, even in this low light. I needed her.
I wanted her to hold me. She eased her self on top of me, her soft warm
flesh pressed against mine escalating my desire. She took my head gently
into her hands, her blue eyes burning with desire, her hot breath
flowing in my nostrils then her warm soft lips pressed hard agents mine
her tongue probing every inch of my eager mouth. The taste of her saliva
sent waves of passion through my body. I kissed her back with eager
enthusiasm. Our tongues entwined, then I pulled her close to me. Our
breasts and nipples pressed against each other. I could feel her hard
nipples pressing into mine. Passion flowed though my body from our
embrace. Her wet supple lips kissed and licked my neck. I closed my
eyes, enjoying the sensations of her wet mouth on me. Sherry took my
erect nipples into her mouth, biting them gently and licking them with
her wet tongue, leaving her wetness, a little glob of saliva, on each of
them. She pushed her self up on her hands over me, our nipples barely
touching and our hot wet mounds pressed firmly together then. Sherry
swayed back and forth over me rubbing just our nipples together. The
cool saliva and our hot nipples rubbing toget her sent an immense amount
of pleasure though my body. I moaned softly as I arched my back grinding
my hot wet mound against Sherry’s wet pussy, my juices were flowing down
my ass as our bodies swayed in sensual unison. Sherry’s tongue followed
a path down my stomach licking and kissing my warm flesh and leaving her
wetness as she went. I parted my legs, as her wet mouth reached my
pussy. I felt her teeth nibbling teasingly on my pubic hair. "Ohhh
please Sherry, eat me," I whispered. Her hot tongue flicked over my
erect clit sending waves of passion through me and teasing me til I
thought I would explode. Then, she pulled my pussy open, exposing my
pink sweet flesh, my clit standing up like an erect penis. Her wet mouth
covered my opening, pressing her lips hard against my clit, her tongue
penetrating deep into my vagina licking it’s wetness from deep inside.
"Mmmmmm, you taste so good," she murmured swallowing a mouthful of my
love cream. She then inserted two fingers into my pussy sliding them
slowly in and out I matched her rhythm bringing my ass up to meet her
thrusts. I could feel her other finger massaging my asshole, that sent
waves of excitement through my body. My pussy juice was flowing down my
ass coating her finger, lubricating it as she slid it in and out. Sherry
eased her finger in my ass a little at a time, til it was all the way in
making me gasp with pleasure and bringing me close to an orgasm. She
turned and straddled me so her pussy was in my face in the sixty nine
position, her finger still deep in my tight ass and her hot tongue still
licking me. The aroma of Sherry’s pussy was like a perfume to my
nostrils. I wrapped my arms around her digging my fingernails into her
sweet ass, then drew her to my soft lips gently pulling the outer folds
of her libia open, exposing her delicate pink inner flesh then eagerly
took her erect clit into my wet mouth sucking it and running my tongue
over it’s sensitive surface. She thrust her pussy hard against my mouth,
my tongue penetrating deep into her vagina. She moaned softly, her body
trembling, her breathing coming in rapid gasps as my tongue darted in an
out of her making her creamy juices flow into my mouth. My body filled
with lust as her hot tongue and finger expertly stimulated me. Our
bodies became as one. Spasms of ecstasy engulfed us. We thrashed
uncontrollably, our breathing labored. Our bodies became rigid as we
both reached wonderful orgasms. She then turned and eased herself beside
me, both of us too exhausted to move, our bodies still quivering. After
a while she put her arms around me and we held each other close for a
long while not saying a word, just enjoying the closeness and the
pleasure we just have given each other. Then, she kissed me softly and
said good night and went back to her bunk. I dozed off into a blissful
sleep.
I was awakened the next morning by that dam buzzer. It sounded like it
came from a freight train. We all had to get up for body count, then
breakfast. All three of us hurriedly put our uniforms on and stood
outside our cell door as the guard walked by and counted each person in
the cell, making sure we were all still here. Ya, like we flew out that
little window during the night. This morning Tom was on duty. We had
some female guards and a few males. Tom was a big man, not fat, just
big. He was about twenty nine years old, six foot seven, well built and
very handsome. You could tell he worked out every day. He was a woman’s
dream, but he was also very tough. He didn’t take any shit. I heard that
on the men’s side of the prison the few men that gave him trouble ended
up in the hospital. As Tom walked up to our cell he smiled and said,
"good morning girls," then he looked at his clipboard to see how many
bodies were supposed to be in this cell and yelled, "cell 134 clear," to
the guard at the block entrance, then gave us a broad smile and a little
wink. His eyes lingered on Amy her cleavage showing from not buttoning
her uniform his eyes glued to her large breast. "And how are you this
morning Amy?" he said with a big grin, his white teeth accentuating his
gorgeous smile. Amy smiled coyly, her eyes feasting on his gorgeous
body. "I’m fine now that your on duty," she said flirting a little with
Tom and never taking her eyes off him. He just smiled at her and went to
the next cell. After roll we had breakfast, powdered eggs, turkey bacon,
and toast, also something that resembled coffee. I could never get used
to those eggs but I ate them anyway. After breakfast Sherry and I
decided to play cards. It was just one of the ways we passed the time
during the day. Amy went back to our cell to get some sleep. Sherry and
I played cards for about an hour, when I noticed Tom walking up the
block. He stopped at our cell and opened the gate, then went in. Usually
there was nothing wrong with him doing this. Guards often checked the
cells all day long just to make sure everything was all right but after
the way he looked at Amy this morning, it made me think. I didn’t
mention anything to Sherry as we played cards but I kept an eye on our
cell. As I watched, the sheet that gave us privacy to use the toilet
came down and covered the steel gate. "Now, why would they cover the
door, I thought. After a few minutes I couldn’t take it any longer. I
had to find out what was going on. I told Sherry I would be right back.
I walked over to our cell and stood beside the gate, then lit a
cigarette trying not to be to conspicuous. There was a small opening
that the sheet didn’t cover. I moved closer to get a better look and
peeked in. Amy was sitting on the bottom bunk and Tom was standing in
front of her saying something that I couldn’t make out. Then Amy reached
up and put her hand on Toms crotch. I watched in amazement as she rubbed
his cock though his pants. I could see his huge bulge pushing against
the material even from where I was standing. He just stood there like
nothing was happening, enjoying Amy fondling him. Amy loosened his belt
and pulled his zipper down. I almost gasped when Toms cock jumped out as
Amy opened his zipper. Tom didn’t wear underwear. He also had the
biggest cock I have ever seen. It was at least ten inches maybe more. He
was big as a.... I hate to use this term HORSE. Amy took his huge cock
in her hands sliding her fingers to the base then running her fingers
back to his tip increasing the rhythm as she stroked him. I was so
engrossed in what was going on that I hadn’t noticed the moisture
between my own legs. It’s been so long since I have been fucked and
seeing Amy stroke Toms cock was getting to me. Amy brought his cock to
her lips kissing his head and running her tongue under the sensitive
under side like she was making love to it. Tom gently put his hand
behind Amys head and guided his enormous cock into her mouth, a little
at a time. She had both hands wrapped around it’s circumference taking
in as much of it as she could. At first Tom moved it in and out slowly,
giving her time to adjust to his size. I could hear muffled moans coming
from Amy as her soft lips glided over his thick shaft, gagging her a
couple times. Tom’s movements became faster and his breathing was
becoming more labored. Amy had him by the balls massaging them g ently,
her lips sucking his cock at an incredible pace. Tom arched his back,
his body stiffened, and he moaned loudly pulling his cock out of her
mouth, an enormous stream of milky cum spurted onto Amy’s face running
down her cheek. She quickly took his cock back into her mouth. Tom’s
body shuddered as wave after wave of cum spurted into her throat. She
was sucking and swallowing as much cum as she could. You could see Tom’s
body trembling as he filled her mouth with his hot semen. Amy kept on
sucking him. I don’t think he ever lost his hardon. After a few minutes
she stood up. His cock still full erect, she quickly took her shorts
off, then her panties. Tom put his arms around her, picked her up like
she was a feather and put her against the wall. Amy straddled his waist
and lowered herself onto the head of his enormous cock. Then Tom drove
his manhood into her. She squealed with delight and delicious pain as
his shaft filled her. Again and again he drove that thick shaft into
her. She was gasping with each stroke like she was impaled on his
manhood. I watched as she felt her orgasm filling her loins and that all
consuming fire well up inside her. Then I heard her cry out, "I’m
cumming, Ooooohhhhhhhh, Aaaaahhhhhh!" Amy’s body convulsed under her
orgasm. Tom moaned, his hips thrusting upward and his breathing ragged
and hard. Then his body spasmed filling her pussy with his hot cum. Tom
just stood there with his cock in Amy, both unable to move there bodies
spent.
I leaned against the cellblock wall and closed my eyes. My emotions
were reeling and my body was shaking from what I just saw. It kept
playing back in my mind in slow motion making my vagina noticeably wet.
I quickly composed myself, knowing Tom would be coming out any minute
and I didn’t want to get caught spying. He could make things hard for me
if he wanted to, besides the less you know in here the better. I slowly
walked back to the table where Sherry was impatiently waiting. She
looked at me bewildered. "Don’t you want to play cards anymore," she
said inquisitively. "I seen you standing by our cell, is there anything
wrong?" "No," I responded, "I just needed some time to my self." She
knew something was bothering me but in here you don’t push for answers.
We resumed playing cards but I couldn’t keep my mind on the game. My
thoughts were still vivid, playing back the erotic scene that I had just
witnessed. In a short while, Tom emerged from the cell and stood outside
it for a moment. Then he spotted me watching him. He turned and walked
towards us deliberately with a slow steady gait. I could feel my heart
pounding in my chest as he approached our table, then stopped abruptly.
I avoided making eye contact with him purposely as he stood next to me.
"Hi girls, everything alright?" I had to look up at him, even though I
was scared to death. I quickly glanced up. His eyes seemed to be burning
into mine. "Everything’s fine," I managed to get out. "Carey," he said,
"I need some help with paperwork this afternoon about three o clock.
Would you mind giving me a hand?" His words echoed in my ears. As I
looked up at him, thoughts raced through my mind. Did he know I was
watching him and Sherry in our cell? What was his real reason? Was I in
trouble, or was this an opportunity to be alone with him and have him
fuck the hell out of me like he did to Amy? "Sure," I responded knowing
better not to refuse his wishes. He smiled then turned and walked
away.............
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