From: zifferman@aol.com (Zifferman)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Jail (inter, m-f,m-m, rape)
Date: 31 Mar 1996 08:11:30 -0500

				 Jail

	Sable and Raymond Burke were a successful husband and wife
team at the law offices of Burke, Leeson and Hedges in Los Angeles.
They exemplified everything trendy and had the money to buy it. Sable,
a pretty blond 28-year-old Stanford graduate, handled criminal
defense, mostly, while Raymond, a 30-year-old Yale man, was an expert
in contract litigation.

	Ray had noticed that his wife had been under a lot of pressure
lately with a particularly heinous rape-kidnapping case she was
working on. She always appeared exhausted and, over the past few
weeks, seemed to have lost all interest in sex. While before the two
had enjoyed a healthy, if not frequent, physical relationship now
their sex lives had all but disappeared. Ray did not get alarmed. It
was a usual occupational hazard that would change soon after the
resolution of her burdensome case.

	One day Sable came into their airy breakfast room and
literally threw her expensive leather brief case on to the table in
apparent disgust. She pulled off her bone horn-rimmed glasses and
shook her long blond hair from its bun.

	"Damn them!" she muttered to herself.

	"Damn who, dear?" Ray asked over the top of his paper.

	"Oh, it's nothing. I don't want to burden you," she said,
obviously wanting to burden him.

	Ray was silent for a long moment, letting his tall, lithe wife
come to the point.

	"It's the Johnson brothers," she said, referring to her
clients in the celebrated rape case.

	"They just won't cooperate in the defense. They insist on
taking the stand and any first year law student would be able to rip
them to shreds."

	"Perhaps I should have a talk with them, dear. I have had some
small experience with troublesome defendants."

	"Would you? I could use a hand with these two. I'm speaking
with them both tomorrow down at the LA Central Jail. I'll pick you up
at the officer at, say, twelve?"

	Sable seemed strangely relieved but Ray attributed the sudden
change in her behavior as mere relief at the prospect of his
assistance with the boys.

				* * *

	The next day, at the jail, a deputy made a cursory check of
the brief cases of both lawyers, then allowed them into the interview
room. Sable seemed to be in a state of anxiety and Ray patted her bare
knee and tried to sooth her fears. Ray was a little amused at his
wife's choice of clothing for the interview at the jail. Instead of
her usually conservative attire she was wearing a very short skirt, a
loose blouse and jacket. She had on dark stockings, something she
usually only wears at dinner parties. He noticed, too, that she wore
only cheap, costume jewelry today. While waiting for her clients to be
brought into the windowless room she removed her jacket and placed it
on the back of her chair. Ray could tell she was wearing an
exceptionally sheer bra and her darkened areoles showed through the
thin white material of her blouse.

	"Are you ill, Sable?" Ray asked.

	"What? Why do you ask?" she sputtered.

	"Well, you are perspiring. It's not that warm in here."

	"Am I? Oh, I hadn't noticed! It's nothing, I'm sure. Maybe a
touch of the flu."

	Within minutes a burly deputy brought in the Johnson brothers.
Ray almost gasped when he saw the two. They seeped evil. Theo, the
older of the two, was about thirty-five and at least six-feet tall. He
was thin, with a two day growth of beard. His eyebrows were joined in
the center and he had a heavy jaw with a prominent gold tooth. He
moved around the small metal table like an predator stalking his prey.
He sprawled in his jail, his legs spread wide, his torso tilted back.

	Jerome was about twenty-five and totally unlike his brother.
He was only five-six and stocky, muscular. He had a handsome face and
was clean shaven. He moved with a practiced grace and sat in his chair
like a candidate ready for a job interview.

	"Just press this buzzer here when you need the door unlocked,
Mrs. Burke. I'll be right outside," the deputy said, then closed the
heavy steel door with an ominous clang.

	Immediately, the two brothers looked at one another, then
turned to Sable.

	"Did you bring it?" inquired Jerome.

	"Yes. Yes. I have it right here," Sable said excitedly. She
spun on her ass in her chair, spread her legs and Ray saw her removed
a small handgun from a garter.

	"What... ?" Ray started, but then felt the iron grip of Theo
holding his throat.

	"Now you best be still, mister lawyer, less you want your
lily white ass stomped into dis concrete," Theo growled in a low
voice.

	"Careful! Don't hurt him!" Sable hissed.

	Theo regarded her coldly, but released his grip of Ray's
larynx. Ray massaged his bruised neck and asked Sable in a whisper,
"What is this all about, Sable?"

	Jerome chuckled. "Go on, tell him, Sable," he commanded.

	"I... I... I'm helping Jerome escape," she blurted, averting
her eyes from her husband's.

	"But... why? You'll be disbarred for this? I can't believe...
"

	"I love Jerome, Ray. I'm so sorry, I really am!" Sable looked
up with her eyes welling with tears.

	Ray was thunderstruck. He felt dizzy and struggled to
comprehend her words. He choked back an urge to vomit and felt his
hands shaking.

	"I don't understand... " Ray began, regaining a modicum of
composure.

	"Jerome and I have been... physical... during my conferences
with him here," Sable said, hanging her head. She was holding her
forearms crossed over her belly and she appeared to be as sick as Ray
felt.

	Jerome laughed, casually removing a pack of cigarettes from
Sable's brief case. He leisurely lit one with her gold lighter,
studied the lighter for a moment, then slipped it in the pocket of his
LA County Jail coveralls. He blew a cloud of smoke at Ray.

	"See, your wife was in need of some serious fucking," he
began, as if lecturing students in biology.

	"Please, Jerome!" Sable begged, her mascara smudged, her face
flushed.

	"It's the truth, isn't it? Didn't you tell me that your old
man here is hung like a hamster?"

	Sable turned and regarded Ray with those deer-caught-in-the-
headlight eyes. "Try to understand, dear. I was feeling lonely... "

	"Fuck! You were feeling horny! You see, counselor, she read in
the doctor's report of the examination of the rape victim some
evidence of vaginal tearing. The doctor concluded that the rapist,
yours truly, had had a large penis. After reading that your dear wife
wanted to find out for herself. The first interview in here she acted
like it was all part of her defense preparation. She asked to see it."

	Jerome deftly unzipped his coveralls. He was not wearing any
underwear and his long, thick, ebony cock just flopped out when
released. Ray had never seen anything like it, except for maybe on a
polo field. It hung almost halfway to Jerome's knees. He was
uncircumcised and a hint of pink glans protruded from the saggy
foreskin. Jerome reached in an hefted his fat, round balls outside the
fly of the coveralls.

	Ray turned to his wife, but she was staring mesmerized at
Jerome's tool. Her lip was quivering and Ray saw her unconsciously
grinding her knees together and wiggling in her chair. Her nipples
were erect and tinting the material of her blouse. Jerome saw Ray's
amazement and he began flexing his ass muscles, causing the fantastic
organ to jump and swing. Finally regaining her composure Sable
pleaded with Jerome to put his "thing" away. Jerome laughed and
continued jigging his cock at the female attorney. Ray could see that
Sable was coming unglued. Her eyes darted from Ray's face to Jerome's
cock and back again.

	"Please forgive me, Ray," she said at last, then fell to her
knees in front of Jerome. She deftly put the end of his cock in her
mouth and began noisily sucking on the organ, her cheeks collapsing
and billowing.

	Ray rose to his feet. He had had enough! Armed or not he was
not going to let this black Svengali treat his obviously deranged wife
in such a base fashion. He managed one step toward Sable when Theo's
paw-like hand caught him by the back of the neck and thrust him face
down on the cold metal table. Ray struggled but he was like a rag doll
under the grasp of the immensely strong black man.

	Sable rolled her eyes to watch Ray but did not take her mouth
off Jerome's rapidly growing dong. Ray could see concern and pity in
her eyes. Jerome smiled at Ray and put his black hands on his wife's
head. He removed the hair clasp and let Sable's locks fall free. He
took off her glasses and tossed them carefully onto the table near
Ray's head. Jerome began slowly gathering Sable's hair in his first
then he suddenly began fucking her head with angry, quick thrusts.
Sable's throat jerked as her gag reflex began but she did not resist
her lover's efforts.

	Theo had Ray's arm twisted up behind his back in a half-
nelson. Ray was powerless to help his wife.

	Strangely enough, watching his pretty, innocent wife taking
that large, horse-like cock into her throat and mouth with such
deftness and obvious pleasure, Ray felt his own cock stirring. When
Sable reached between her spread knees and began working her slit with
the fingers of one hand Ray's own cock sprang to life and tented his
pinstriped trousers. Watching Sable massaging the ebony tool in her
delicate white hand made Ray's cock began to ooze pre-cum copiously.

	Jerome noticed this and pointed it out to his brother. "Look
at the white boy! He's getting a woodie watching his woman sucking
another man!"

	To Ray's horror, he felt Theo's free hand reach around and
grab his erection. "Yessir, he done got himself a nice stiffy!" Theo
said with glee. There was something in his tone of voice that
frightened and sickened Ray.

	Noting this, Jerome chuckled, "My brother... what a rascal!
You see, he doesn't care for females, Mr. Burke!"

	Before Ray could scream the sleeve of Sable's jacket was
shoved roughly into his open mouth by Theo.

	Sable took her mouth off Jerome's cock for a moment. Her
pretty lipstick was smeared all around her mouth and a long jump-rope
of joy juice trailed from her lips to the bright red head of Jerome's
mammoth rod. "Don't try to fight him, dear," she said with an almost-
maternal tone.

	"You might get to like it... as I did."

	Ray felt Theo jerking his belt off and letting his trousers
fall to the cold floor. "Shee-it! This mothafucka got on some faggy
panties!" Theo announced, ripping Ray's expensive red speedo underwear
off and tossing them aside. Ray could hear Theo spitting several times
in his palm, then turned his head painfully to look over his shoulder.
His tormentor was rubbing the spittle over and around the head of a
huge erection. While not as large as his younger brother Theo still
had an award-winning whopper. It was straight an smooth and the
spittle made it glisten.

	Jerome moaned and rudely shoved Sable off his cock. "I don't
want to cum in your mouth this time, lady," he said, putting his hands
on her narrow shoulders.

	He raised her to her feet, her stockings bunched at her knees.
With one movement Jerome ripped her blouse off her shoulders. Her
chest was heaving with excitement and she had her eyes locked on
Jerome's face. Jerome undid the snap at the front of her bra and let
her large tits spread it. Her boobs stood proud and free, jutting from
her chest like twin zeppelins. Her raised areoles looked like pink
avocados.

	Jerome pushed Sable over to the table and shoved her tit-down
on the table-top. The icy cold of the steel hurt her sensitive nipples
but she did not protest. She was face to face with Ray. A weird smile
crept across her face.

	"Come on, Jerome. Fuck my pussy! Fuck it hard!" she said with
perverse delight. Then, to her husband, she said, "If you had a
wonderful cock like Jerome I'd of never strayed!"

	Jerome was behind Sable, feeding his cock to her hungry cunt.
She wiggled and squirmed her butt to allow the fat organ easy entry.

	Suddenly, Ray felt a pressure on his anus. He looked back and
saw Theo pressing his cock against the lawyer's crimped butt ring. As
he applied more pressure his long dong began to bow and bend. "Relax!"
Theo commanded, slapping Ray across the back of the head. In spite of
the circumstances Ray's much smaller cock was as hard as marble and
drooling juice onto the floor. There was an almost-audible pop and Ray
felt the warm head of Theo's cock pass his sphincter. "Now we're
cookin'!" Theo said triumphantly.

	The look on Sable's face astounded Ray. She had lifted her
chin off the table and bent her head as far back as she could. Her
mouth was fully open and she was panting loudly. Her eyes fluttered
and seemed to cross. Her tongue darted in and out like that of a
snake. The table, which was bolted to the floor, kept her body from
jerking too much from the long, hard strokes Jerome was taking. He had
rolled her short skirt up to her waist and revealed that she was
pantie-less. Ray had never known his wife to go without panties, but
then, he had never known her to fuck jail inmates, either. He guessed
he was learning a lot about his wife he had never known.

	Theo was taking slower, kinder strokes than his brother. He
was letting Ray's virgin ass adapt to the foreign invader. When the
tip of his cock reached the bend in Ray's colon he withdrew and
plunged back in, with increasing vigor. As his wife had postulated,
Ray found the experience not totally unpleasant. With his free hand he
gripped the edge of the table with white knuckles. Sable had raised
herself by her palms and her pendulous boobs swayed and jerked with
each thrust of Jerome's hips. Ray could hear the "squish, squish"
sound of the rapists cock in his wife's sopping hole. Sable was
moaning softly and Ray believed she was carrying the tune of the
Pillsbury theme song ("Nothing's as lovin' as something in the oven...
").

	Theo's strokes had taken on a sudden urgency that Ray
recognized as an impending orgasm. He found himself meeting each
thrust with a counter thrust of his own. Theo had by now released his
hold of Ray's arm and the lawyer gripped both edges of the table to
maximize his immobility.

	At last, Theo gave one last mighty thrust that buried his tool
to the root in Ray's coal chute. Ray pinched down tightly on the cock
with his sphincter to lengthen the black's orgasm. At that same moment
Ray's own cock began spewing forth several weeks worth of goo. His
jock jerked and his nuts rose and fell like paddle balls as jet after
jet of thick white albino joy juice squirted onto the floor and, quite
possibly, the shins of his dear wife, who was at that exact same
moment experiencing an orgasm of her very own. She rocked and shook
and shuddered, spittle flying from between her clenched teeth. She
growled and snorted like a wild beast, her head rotating around its
axis, the veins on her neck standing in sharp relief.

	Jerome's eyes had rolled back into their sockets so that Ray
could only see white. His wife's lover's face was turned heavenward,
as if giving silent praise to God for the bounty he was receiving.
Jerome's body jerked and quaked and his ample muscles were flexed and
glistening with his sweat. A strange, alien sound came from deep in
Jerome's throat that seemed to originate in his genitals.

	Finally, the four lay spent on the table, the blacks atop the
whites. Ray reached back and patted Theo affectionately on the flank.
Theo smiled and slapped the back of Ray's head again.

	The phone on the wall in the interview room broke the revery
of the lovers. Sable disengaged herself from Jerome's still
substantial cock and went to answer it. She stood, feet apart, as
thick gobs of man seed dribbled down her legs and stocking.

	"Yes, this is Sable Burks. Yes. Yes. I see. Okay, good work."

	"You're never going to believe this," Sable said with
undisguised excitement.

	"The victim in this case has called the District Attorney's
office and withdrawn her complaint! She admitted that she was not, in
fact, raped!"

	Jerome was wiping his cock head off on Ray's sleeve. "Shoot. I
could of told you that. It wasn't a case of rape, it was a simple case
of fuck. See, her old man caught us and she had to scream rape to
keep her reputation!"

	Ray and Theo were quickly released. The Burks did not report
Ray's violation at the hands... rather, at the cocks of the brothers.

	Ray and Sable are trying to work things out now. They
communicate a lot more and their live-in butler and chauffeur, Theo
and Jerome, respectively, have been a great help.