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It is difficult and nerve wracking as a real estate developer to try to anticipate all the local zoning changes that could potentially impact a development project. After a long career of being honest in all my business dealings with others, I found myself in a bad situation. I had invested millions in property to build a new shopping center near Newburgh, New York, and learned that the city council was considering changing the zoning. The change they were proposing would cost me millions in lost property value.

A friend of mine on the city council had always seemed willing to help me with zoning issues, and I went to him for help. He told me that he was having personal problems and suggested that he would help me for a payment of ten thousand dollars. I felt guilty and like a real scumbag for paying a bride. The stakes were high for me, though, and since he was a friend, I thought there was no way that we would get caught.

Unfortunately for me, he was being investigated for other fraudulent activities, and the state investigators promised him leniency if he helped to expose other businessmen willing to pay bribes. He was wearing a wire and all hell broke loose.

To make a long and sad story short, I was convicted of a class D, non-violent felony, and sentenced to two years in state prison. The sentencing guidelines allowed the judge to give me as little punishment as probation, but he wanted to make an example of me. The fortunate thing was that a medium-security prison is located just a few miles from my home in Newburgh, which would allow my wife easy access to visit me. I was well-off financially, and we have a beautiful home overlooking the Hudson River. The other good thing is that New York is one of only six states, who at that time, still allowed conjugal visits in prison.

My name is Melvin, and my wife Adele and I are forty years old, and our daughter had just graduated from high school and was headed upstate for college. We got married in our junior year in college, and our daughter was born right after our graduation at the age of twenty-two. I will tell you the first part of the story, and then Adele will finish it and explain those things that happened when I wasn’t present, without repeating too much of what I have already written.

I never did understand what Adele saw in me, since I am a pretty normal guy, at five feet and nine inches tall and weighing one hundred and sixty pounds. I have been told that I’m good looking, or even cute with some feminine facial features, and a prominent bubble butt. I’m not at all athletic and even have a small dick, which is a little less than five inches long when hard. Maybe she was attracted to my intelligence and charming personality, and the promise that I was destined to be successful in life. Adele, on the other hand is strikingly beautiful, at five feet and seven inches tall and weighed one hundred and twenty-five pounds at the time I was incarcerated.

She is beautiful and has shoulder-length, naturally-blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, which sometimes takes people a few moments to notice because of her fantastic body. She has full and firm, 36 DD breasts, a small waist, and a gorgeous, heart-shaped ass that is full, round, and very appealing.

Some of our friends have compared her overall, astounding body to the actress Sofia Vergara’s body. So, you can see why I was happy about at least being able to see her for regular visits on the weekends and the less-frequent conjugal visits. I had no reason to mistrust her, but she is a very sexy woman, and I wanted to try to keep her satisfied.

I researched prison life so I would be prepared, and I was quite frankly petrified about the potential of being attacked and abused sexually by the men in there, and especially the black men. I would not be able to fight off those big men, and even if I was a fighter, it wouldn’t be hard for several men to subdue someone. I learned as much of the prison lingo as I could, for my own protection. Some of the articles I read stated that the experience a man would have in prison is greatly dependent on the luck of getting a good cellmate.

Adele took me to the prison on a Monday morning, and we had a tearful separation. She would be visiting me on Saturday but going into that prison alone was a scary thing. After my initial processing by the correctional officers, who were usually referred to as COs, I was taken to a separate room by a black CO to be strip searched. I had to remove all my clothes, and it was embarrassing standing in front of the officer since my soft dick is barely two inches long and is almost totally obscured by my pubic hair. He smiled when he looked down at my shriveled dick, and then he told me to turn around, bend over, and spread my legs.

He put his hands on my ass and squeezed my ass cheeks as he spread them. Then he told me to reach back and spread them for him as he put on a rubber glove and lubricated his fingers. He shoved first one, then two, and finally three of his long fingers into my asshole, probing for contraband. I didn’t know exactly how an anal cavity search was supposed to be done, but when he started sliding and twisting his fingers back and forth against my prostate, it almost seemed like he was sizing me up for something.

When he was finished, he had me stand up and turn around to face him again. Then, looking down and smiling at my little dick, he said, “Damn, white boy, you’re one of the prettiest little fish we’ve had in quite a while. With that nice ass, you’ll be a popular punk with the brothers and booty bandits in here. You should be able to hook up with a black daddy right away.”

I knew enough from my research that ‘fish’ is a prison term used to describe a new, first-time inmate who’s not wise to prison life. The term ‘punk’ is a derogatory term meaning that an inmate is weak and likely to fall victim to homosexual sex. ‘Daddies’ and ‘booty bandits’ are inmates who use punks for their sexual pleasure. ‘Hooking up’ means that a punk willingly enters into a protective, sexual relationship with a dominant inmate, or daddy, who keeps the other sexual predators away.

I had hoped that the COs would be able to protect me in prison, and it was disheartening to hear a CO so openly talk about what my fate might be. I was determined to mind my own business and be friendly with everyone and was sure that I could avoid having any sexual contact with the other prisoners.

Following that embarrassing strip search, I was given my prison clothes, linens and toiletries, and taken to my cell by the same CO who did my cavity search. He pushed me inside as he winked at my cellmate and said, “Big Bull is your cellmate, and he’ll take really good care of you. Try to fit in and don’t cause any trouble, and you’ll get along just fine here.”

I knew that the inmates would have nicknames, and Big Bull was doing pull up exercises with his shirt off and wearing a pair of gym shorts. I could hardly believe how big he is. He looked to be in his late thirties with a shaved head. His skin is coal-black and was just dripping with sweat. He looked to be about six feet and three inches tall and weighing maybe two hundred and twenty pounds of solid muscle. His broad shoulders and arms rippled and bulged with muscles, and his big chest tapered down to six-pack abs and a thin waist.

I just stood there staring at him for a few seconds before he asked, “What are you staring at white boy? Just take the bottom bunk, because I always like to be on top.”

Bull continued working out as I made my bed, and then he sat on my bed next to me, dripping his musky sweat everywhere. I didn’t dare tell him to get off. I introduced myself and we talked for a few minutes.

Then he said, “You know, Melvin, a pretty little fish like you is going to need some protection in here. I’ll protect you if you’ll take care of my needs.”

I knew what he wanted, and I replied, “Thanks for the offer, Bull, but I plan to mind my own business, do my time, and not offend anyone. I think I should be okay.”

He patted my hip and as he was getting up and said, “Okay, little lady, just let me know if you change your mind.”

Bull went back to doing pushups and other exercises as I tried my best to take a nap in my bed. He woke me up later and said, “Come take a shower with me, punk. You need to learn your way around this place.”

I didn’t take off my pants until we got to the showers. I turned away from Bull so he wouldn’t see my little dick and tried to avoid looking at him naked. There is a prison term ‘shower shark’ for inmates who look at other men in the shower, and I didn’t want to be accused of that.

We were the only two men in the four-head shower bay, and he seemed to be constantly moving into my field of view. At one point I glanced over at Bull and was intrigued by the water and white soap suds running down his black torso. I looked lower and was shocked to see the size of what looked like a black python growing out of his groin.

The water and suds ran down his cock, which looked to be as muscular and sizeable as the rest of his body. It is uncircumcised and coal-black, like the rest of him, and looked to be soft and maybe eight inches long, hanging halfway to his knees. It is also very thick with a bulging cock head and long foreskin, as well as thick, gnarly veins running all over the surface. I was mesmerized by the way it swung between his legs, since my dick is so small that it never hangs or swings. His balls are the size of eggs and were hanging low and swinging between his legs along with his cock.

I had never had any interest in men, but I found it hard to look away from his huge cock. It’s so big and meaty that it almost seems to take on a life of its own. I was surprised at myself for getting turned on looking at him. I finally realized that I had been staring at his cock for at least thirty seconds, which is way too long.

I started to look away as Bull took his thick shaft in his hand and waved it towards me saying, “Do you like what you see, white boy? You were fucking sure staring at my meat for a long time and look like you’re hungry for it. Take care of it for me, and I’ll protect that pretty mouth and ass of yours from the other men.”

My face was red with embarrassment from being caught staring at his cock. I thought quickly and said, “I’m sorry, Bull, I didn’t mean to stare. It’s just that I’ve never seen a big, black man like you naked before, and I got flustered and forgot what I was doing. I’ve never done anything with either boys or men before, and I sure don’t plan to start now.”

We finished our shower and went back to our cell, before going to dinner. He didn’t bother me anymore about the protection thing, but I went to sleep that night dreaming about his huge, meaty, black cock and those huge balls.

The next morning after breakfast, I found out that I was assigned to work in the laundry with Bull and several other black men. I was doing well and learning my job responsibilities, until the CO left the laundry for a few minutes to use the bathroom. That’s when one of the black inmates with the nickname, Hammer, pulled me over behind the big washing machines.

Then he yelled out and asked, “Hey, Bull, is your cute little cellmate here under your protection?”

Bull answered, “No, man, he said that he was just going to try to get along with everyone. He’s all yours.”

Hammer was trying to push me to my knees as he pulled out his very large, black cock. I resisted him and he punched me in the face and threw me to the floor. Then he kicked and hit me a few more times, until he was warned that the CO was coming back.

I was attacked like that by Hammer and two other men named, Snake and Wheels, for the rest of the week. It almost seemed like the COs left on purpose, but I was always lucky that they returned before I could be used sexually. By Saturday morning when Adele came to visit, my face was black and blue and swollen.

Adele was shocked by my appearance and after I explained everything that happened, she said, “Oh my goodness, honey, you’re a fucking mess. I can’t believe that no one in authority has tried to help you. You better report those assholes to the COs before it gets any worse. I mean, what else can you do?”

Two of the black inmates were also in the visitor’s area, and they kept looking over at Adele, who looked hot in a tight, fully buttoned blouse and tight skirt, that probably just barely met the dress code for visitors. The prison did not want women to dress too revealingly and cause any sexual angst among the inmates. I tried to avoid the stares of those men

I explained to Adele, “If I snitch on those men, they’ll probably kill me. The only other possibility is that my cellmate, Big Bull, has offered to protect me if I become his punk. He is a huge, powerful man, and I know that he could keep me safe. But that’s a pretty big price to pay.”

Adele wasn’t familiar with the prison lingo, and I explained to her what being a punk would mean, and even told her how big Bull’s cock is. She seemed shocked at first, and then thought about it more, before saying, “Damn, honey, that sounds pretty bad, although I don’t know what choice you have. You won’t be able to keep those other men at bay forever, and they will eventually hurt you worse or even kill you. It might be better to be used by just one man, than a bunch of them.”

I was surprised that she would approve of me being a punk to Bull, and with Adele’s support, I didn’t have as hard a time imagining myself doing it. I was so attracted to his cock in the shower that first day anyway and knew that I must at least be bisexual. I was also thinking about how the CO who did my cavity search, and then Bull, were talking to me almost like I’m a woman. For some reason that I couldn’t understand, it was arousing to me to have the feeling of being feminine. I was quickly coming to terms with being a punk for Bull, and just needed to think about it a little more.

Back in the cell that night, after lockdown and Bull and I going to bed, he said, “One of my friends told me that he saw you and your wife in the visitor’s center today. He overheard you telling her about your problems having your ass kicked all the time. He said that she is hotter than hell. How’d you ever get a woman like that, being a wimpy punk with a little dick?”

He paused for a few seconds, and continued, “It got me turned on hearing about her pretty white face, huge tits and nice ass, and I sure could use a mouth on my cock right about now, to help me get rid of this big load. You might want to take me up on my offer for protection before those other men hurt you so bad that your wife won’t even recognize you.”

I lay frozen in bed, knowing that the moment of truth was at hand. It was hard to admit to myself, and especially Bull, that I was going to be his cock sucker, or even worse, his man pussy. After several tense minutes of silence, I responded saying, “I agree with you Bull, I don’t think I can survive too many more beatings. What do I need to do to get your protection?”

Bull immediately jumped down from the top bunk and stood next to me. His t-shirt was already off, and he quickly pulled down his underwear. Then he said, “Damn, it’s about time, punk. Move your ass over so I can lie back on your bed. Then you can get acquainted with my fuck meat. Do a good job and don’t make me tell you to do anything twice.”

Having his lean and muscular, black body lying on my bed turned me on. I smelled the sweat on his body and the musky odor of his hairy, black genitals as he pulled my head down to his soft cock saying, “That’s it, white boy, worship my cock for me and swallow all of my cum. You can do more after I get my first nut. And if I feel any teeth, I’ll knock them down your motherfucking throat.”

I opened wide and took his oozing thick cock head into my mouth. I liked the taste of his precum and the rubbery texture of his thick foreskin. I felt the veins on his cock throbbing as it hardened in my mouth, and soon realized that his cock is eleven inches long. He held my head and thrust his hips, fucking my mouth as I took more and more of his shaft. He started laughing when he pushed his meat against my throat, and I began to gag on his thick cock. He pushed harder and his big cock head pushed into my throat. Before I realized what was happening, I had all eleven inches of his cock in my mouth and throat.

He then rolled over on top of me and began fucking my face like a cunt. It only took him a couple of minutes before he first pulled back a little, tensed up and held still, as his big cock throbbed and unloaded into my mouth. I had to swallow three times to keep from choking, and I could hardly believe the amount of cum he pumped into me. He stayed on top of me for a couple of more minutes, slowly pumping his softening cock in me, and then sat up. He straddled my head with his legs and lowered his huge balls to my mouth. He laughed and said, “That’s it, cock sucker, clean all of the sweat off my balls. Suck my jewels and get your second load all warmed up.”

The feeling of being dominated and pinned under him was very arousing. I loved sucking his very manly and virile balls into my mouth, one at a time. His scrotum is hairy, long and soft and he was almost smothering me. He moved forward a little and I was then sucking and licking his very thick and long perineum. That is the thick, hairy bulge between his balls and ass, and the strong, musky smell down there was even more of a turn on.

He was looking down at me with a big smile on his face as he slid farther forward, and my face was buried in his ass. I could barely hear him when he said, “Now suck my ass, punk. It’s all nice and ripe for you.”

I began licking his ass crack, and then he pressed down harder, with his asshole right on my mouth. I instinctively began to suck and tongue-fuck his tangy hole and reached up to hold him tightly on top of me. I don’t think he was dirty there; it was just a little bit of a metallic taste. I was overwhelmed with lust being under him and sucking his ass, and for just a fraction of a second, it was almost like I was under Adele eating her out. At that point sex was sex, and I was enjoying giving him pleasure and tonguing his hole.

Bull stayed on my face for another few minutes, and then he got off and lay back on my bed. Then he said, “Come on and suck my cock hard, boy, so I can fuck that nice ass of yours. The CO that did your cavity check told me that you have a great ass for fucking.”

At that point I knew for sure that the CO and some of the black inmates were working together to help get new punks trained, especially after the way he examined my ass, reaming me with three fingers, and then winking at Bull when he brought me to our cell. It also became apparent to me that the men who had been beating me up, were doing it to drive me to be a rider for Bull. Rider is another prison term that means, in this case, that I was buying protection from Bull by whoring myself for him.

I didn’t know if I could take Bull’s big cock in my ass, but I knew that I had to try after already sucking his cock, balls, and asshole. When I had his cock fully hard again, he roughly pulled down my underwear and had me get on my knees on the bed, with my head down on the pillow.

Then he rubbed and spread my ass cheeks like the CO had done, and said, “Damn, boy, what a pretty ass and hole you have here. You’re going to make a fine man cunt for the brothers and me.”

Bull spit into my ass crack, and as his spittle ran down between my cheeks and onto my balls, he grabbed his cock with one hand and rubbed his thick meat up and down in my crack, getting it lubricated. Then he pressed his thick cock head against my asshole, and it hurt like hell as the head slid slowly into me. The head popped through my sphincter, and he paused for a few seconds before slowly pushing farther into my ass. The pain lessened as he continued, and I had a good feeling with his thick cock rubbing against my prostate.

He was finally in me to the balls and I felt his kinky pubic hair against my ass and his big balls swinging heavily and slapping against my thighs, as he began fucking my ass like a cunt. He was holding onto my hip with one hand and my ass with the other as he pounded me hard and fast.

My bunk bed was shaking and banging against the wall as he said, “Damn, white boy, what a fantastic, tight ass you have here. I’ll make some good money off your nice fuck hole and mouth.”

He fucked me that way for twenty minutes since that was his second cum of the night, and then his big cock throbbed and jerked as he unloaded his thick cum deep in my colon. It’s hard to explain, but I loved being used by him that way. It gave me some understanding of what it must feel like both physically and emotionally for women when they experience men ejaculating fuck fluids into their bodies. He continued to slowly fuck my ass as his cock softened, and then he rolled me over and made me suck his cock clean, before jumping back into the top bunk and falling quickly to sleep.

The next day at work in the laundry, I learned what Bull meant about making money on me. He sold my mouth and ass to Hammer, Snake and Wheels, and several other men. They didn’t even try to hide it from the black CO who was assigned to the laundry area, and Bull let him use me for free so he would look the other way when the convicts were using me.

All the men didn’t use me every day, but I still averaged sucking two cocks and fucking two cocks each day, in addition to Bull using my mouth an average of five nights per week. I had never seen such a horny bunch of men, and I soon became accustomed to taking their big cocks and cum loads into both holes.

Adele continued to visit me every weekend, and I only told her a small fraction of what I was doing for those men. And even though she had suggested that I become a whore for them for my own protection, I could tell that she was treating me with less and less respect. The time flew by that first six months in prison, and I was soon approaching the time that I would become eligible to apply for my first conjugal visit with Adele. About that time Adele gave me a picture of herself in a skimpy and very revealing bikini, and I taped it under Bulls bunk, so I could see it while lying in my bunk.

Bull saw her picture shortly after I put it up, when he was lying on his back on my bunk while I was sucking his cock. The next morning, when I woke up, her picture was sitting on the desk, covered in Bulls’ thick cum. When I complained to him about it, he said, “Listen cock sucker, you need to know right now that I’m not only going to fuck your bitch, but you’re going to help me do it. If not, I’ll sell your ass and mouth to even more men, and you’ll become the biggest ass whore in the prison. Since you’re such a rich mother fucker, you can bribe the COs to let me substitute for you on your first fuck visit with that hot ass wife of yours.”

On her next, regular weekend visit, I explained to Adele everything that Bull said about wanting to fuck her. She was shocked and refused to be used like a common whore by him. From her point of view, I was the one who did the crime, and there was no need for her to be used that way, especially since she had stopped taking the pill to help keep her weight under control.

I finally begged her saying, “Please, honey, you have to do this for me. As much as I hate it, there’s no telling what will happen to me if you refuse. The prison provides condoms for those visits, so you should be okay from that perspective.”

Adele finally agreed to fuck Bull, and it is best if she tells her part of the story.

Adele’s Story

I sometimes struggle to remember why I married Melvin in the first place, since I had my pick of numerous athletic and handsome men. It was probably his outgoing personality and intelligence that originally drew me to him in college, but he is not now, and never has been a man’s man. But I had the feeling that he would be successful and able to provide me with the finer things in life.

We were doing very well, with a beautiful home on the Hudson River, when he fucked up and got caught bribing a public official and was sentenced to two years in prison. We have enough savings so that our home is not in jeopardy, at least not yet, but his prospects at making a living will be diminished when he gets out of prison.

The first time I visited him, after just one week in prison, I was shocked to see that he had been beaten and his face was swollen and black and blue all over. I told him that he should report the men to the COs, but he said that he would probably be killed if he ratted them out. He told me that his cellmate, named Bull, had offered him protection, but that he would have to agree to be Bull’s punk. He even told me how big Bull’s black cock is, when it isn’t even hard. Being a punk meant that Bull would use Melvin sexually, any way he wanted to.

I advised Melvin that it was probably better to be used that way than to be beaten by all those other men. To be honest, I was so pissed off at him for getting into trouble that I was happy to see him suffer that way. As the weeks wore on, Melvin told me that Bull’s hard cock is eleven inches long and as thick as my wrist, and he was selling Melvin’s mouth and ass to other men for money. Melvin never told me that he enjoyed being used that way, but I know him well enough that I perceived that he sure wasn’t fighting it.

Things went on that way until just before his six-month probationary period was over, when Melvin would be eligible to apply for a conjugal visit with me. You can imagine how shocked I was when Melvin told me that Bull threatened to withdraw his protection unless Melvin bribed the COs to allow Bull to take his place on our conjugal visit.

After a long discussion I finally agreed to arrange for the money for the COs and to meet with Bull. At that point I certainly didn’t plan on fucking him and hoped to be able to just jack him off during the visit. I was no longer taking birth control pills and couldn’t risk being impregnated.

Conjugal visits are approved for different lengths of time, and on his first one Melvin was approved for a six-hour visit. They are held in mobile homes on the prison grounds. I had to submit to a medical exam before the visit, as the inmates are, and we both must have passed the screenings for diseases.

The day of the visit arrived, and I was strip-searched and escorted to the trailer at noon. Bull was brought in only a few minutes later. Even with Melvin’s description of him, I was amazed at the size of him. The black CO handed Bull a three-pack of condoms and smiled at him as he closed the door and locked it behind him.

Bull looked me up and down and said, “Damn, white girl, you’re even hotter than you look in your picture. We’re gonna’ have a lot of fun this afternoon.”

I watched him flipping the condoms over in his big fingers and said, “You won’t need those condoms. I just agreed to meet with you to save my husband from more beatings. I’ll agree to jack you off, but there’s no way we’ll be fucking.”

Bull looked like such a handsome, strong, and confident man, and I sensed that he was accustomed to getting his way. So, I expected him to become angry and threaten more harm to Melvin if we didn’t have sex.

Instead, he smiled and said, “Okay, little lady, we’ll do this your way. But knowing how little Melvin’s pitiful dick is, don’t be surprised if you change your mind after getting your hands on my cock. You have to at least take your top off, though, so I can look at those big tits of yours while you stroke my meat. I’m going to take everything off, so you don’t have to keep looking at me in these prison clothes. Then we can sit on the bed.”

I removed my blouse and bra as I watched him take off all his clothes. He is black, muscular and chiseled all over, and such a big contrast to Melvin’s soft, white body. I could hardly believe how long and thick his uncircumcised cock is, and those egg-sized balls hung down almost as far as his soft, eight-inch cock. I couldn’t help staring at his body and genitals, and he was also staring at my pendulous breasts, which are still firm and shapely for my age.

Bull spread his legs and leaned back on the bed on his elbows, waiting for me to touch him. My hand was trembling as I gripped his shaft. That was the first time in my life that I had felt such a thick, meaty, and heavy cock, and the foreskin and thick veins were also a new experience for me. His cock immediately began to harden as I stroked it, and precum began oozing from his foreskin. The musky smell of his genitals and semen was strong, and strangely pleasant and alluring to me. His cock was soon at its full and thick eleven inches, and I could hardly believe the size of it. It looked like a third arm or a stallion’s cock sticking up there.

I was sitting on his right side, stroking him with my left hand, and my back was starting to hurt from the awkward position I was in. So, I shifted to jacking him with my right hand and leaned down on the bed, resting on my left elbow. That position brought me closer to his torso. His musky aroma, and the smell of his precum, that was then running down my hand, were stronger and even more appealing.

Bull must have thought that I was somehow yielding to do more than just stroking him, and he said, “You’re doing a good job, and that feels very good, Adele. And now that you’re getting down there a little closer, go ahead and give it a taste. I can tell that you want to.”

Oral sex had never really been my thing with Melvin, although I did suck a few guys with bigger cocks before we were married. Bull is so manly and handsome, and his cock is so thick, virile and appealing, it seemed to be luring me to suck it. I shifted my position again until my face was even closer to his cock, and that’s when he took matters into his own hands. He placed one hand behind my head and gently pulled my face down to his cock.

Just as my lips parted widely and I took his precum-covered cock head into my mouth, Bull said, “Oh fuck yeah, baby, get a good taste of my fuck meat. Your sissy-ass husband loves it, and you will too.”

In some ways it felt so disgusting to have a big, black, oozing, convict’s cock in my mouth, while in other ways, the lust I was feeling had my pussy wet with desire. I started sucking hard and moving up and down on his shaft, and unconsciously shifted my position to be more comfortable. I was then lying almost parallel to Bull, in the opposite direction, and he reached down to rub and fondle my breasts.

As I began sucking him harder and deeper, he pulled me over on top of him, and unzipped the back of my skirt. I knew what he was doing, but I was so much into sucking his gorgeous and tasty cock, that I wanted him to see and taste my pussy too.

Bull easily pulled down my skirt and thong panties, and then I felt his soft, thick lips sucking my thick, soaking-wet, and hairy labia, as he gripped and fondled my ass with his hands. I don’t know how long he had been in prison, but he was unbelievably hungry for my pussy. He was sucking and tonguing my vulva as aggressively as I was sucking his cock, and at that point I was able to take about nine inches of his thick meat into my mouth and throat.

Although Melvin was taking care of Bull pretty much every day, it had been so long since he had the taste and feel of a woman that he didn’t last that long. After only about five minutes sucking each other that way, his cock began to throb and pulse, filling my mouth with a massive load of cum, at the same time I was having my first orgasm from sex in over six months.

I loved the taste, thickness, and texture of his semen and sperm, and I was so turned on sucking his cock and having him suck my pussy, that I think I had my first ever squirting orgasm. We stayed in that position for about five minutes, as I continued to suck his softening cock, and he licked and sucked my pussy and clit. Then he turned around beside me and snuggled into my side before leaning over and kissing me.

I wasn’t expecting him to kiss me, but we had a long and wet kiss, and I loved the feeling of his big, soft lips on mine, and his long, thick tongue in my mouth. I looked at the clock and realized that with the stroking and sucking, we had been together for only twenty minutes, and I had already swallowed a massive load of his cum.

He really seemed to have a way with women, and rather than gloating and rubbing it in that he told me he would be getting more than a hand job, he just snuggled with me and said, “Holy fuck, Adele, you’re an amazingly hot woman and lover. After us getting a taste of one another, I sure am hoping that you’ll give me the privilege of showing you what a truly big cock feels like in your sweet, tight, married pussy. You deserve to at least try it after only having Melvin to fuck for the past twenty-whatever years.”

Bull didn’t even have to try to sell me on it at that point. I wanted him to fuck me in the worst way, but I was still worried about not being on birth control. So, I reached down and casually fondled his heavy, soft cock as I responded, “You’re an amazing lover too, Bull, and I want to fuck you. The problem is that I’m not on birth control anymore, and I’m not sure that I trust those condoms. Why don’t you try one on while we’re resting up, and we can decide from there?”

He tore off one of the condoms and I could tell from the label that it was a normal size, likely specified by the prison since they knew from when Melvin checked into prison that he has a small dick. I thought that’s what the CO was smiling about when he handed Bull the condoms but found out later that he might have had more sinister thoughts.

He looked at the package and said, “Let’s wait for a few minutes until I know that I can get hard again. Then you can suck me hard and we can try it on. In the meantime, I’d sure like to keep sucking your delicious pussy while you suck my balls for me.”

I had never sucked a man’s testicles before, probably because Melvin’s are so small and tight. Bull’s however are very enticing, not only for being so large, but also because they are distinct and well-defined, and hang low and swing heavily in his hairy, black scrotum. They seemed to epitomize his manliness, even though his cock certainly does that as well.

He began sucking my pussy as I leaned down to suck his balls, which resulted in his big cock being pressed against my chest. His scrotum is softer than I imagined it would be, and I sucked and licked him there before taking first one and then the other testicle into my mouth. I loved the texture of his thick testicles in my mouth, and the feeling of the tubes and cords moving against the pressure of my tongue.

His musky aroma was overpowering in a good way, and it turned me on knowing that I was sucking his sperm factories. At one-point Bull pulled his mouth off my pussy and moaned as he said, “Oh damn, baby, that’s really nice. Let’s change positions so you can suck farther down there, behind my balls. Just lay back on the bed and I’ll show you what I mean.”

I laid back on the bed, and Bull quickly moved to straddle my face with his knees, as he faced my feet. Then he sat down on me, first pressing his balls to my mouth, and then sliding slightly forward until I was sucking and licking his bulging perineum. I knew that the perineum is the root of the cock and has many functions, including being the area where the muscles used to cause ejaculation are located. The area is rich with nerves that are easily stimulated, and he was reacting by pressing down hard and sliding back and forth on my face. I could hardly believe how turned on I was being pinned under a big black man that way.

Bull continued sliding on my face until he went farther on one pass, and my face was pressed into his muscular and aromatic ass. I couldn’t tell for sure if he had done that on purpose, at least not until he pressed down even harder.

I felt his asshole against my lips as he reached down to finger my pussy and said, “Shit yeah, baby, suck my asshole clean for me. Go ahead and push your tongue right up in there.”

I couldn’t believe what he was telling me to do. It was so fucking nasty, and yet I wanted to do anything to please him. So, I laid under him for the longest time, sucking and tonguing his asshole, until he finally rolled off me and said, “Okay, pretty lady, it’s time to get my big, black cock into your tight, white pussy.”

Bull opened the condom package after I sucked his cock hard, and he struggled to roll the condom down over his cock. It was funny the way it looked kind of like a hat on his huge fuck meat, and although I was concerned that it might slip off, I wanted his cock inside me so much that I didn’t care.

I spread my legs for Bull, and as he pressed his thick cock into my vulva, I said, “Please be gentle, Bull, I’ve never taken a cock this big inside me. Take it easy until I get used to it.”

He pressed the head and a couple of inches of the shaft into me and said, “Don’t worry, Adele, I’ll take it easy at first, and then you’ll be begging me to bury it to the balls in your married cunt. I sure wish that I could take off this condom, so I can breed you and give you my black baby.”

Bull leaned down to kiss me again as he pressed his cock farther into me with ever lengthening strokes, and the previous uncomfortable pressure was turning into to pure bliss and lust. His cock was touching places that Melvin could never reach, and I was surprised when I felt his balls slapping against my ass and knew that I had almost taken the whole thing inside me.

I was moaning and squirming under him, having almost continuous orgasms, as he broke our kiss and panted, “This is my first pussy in years, and I can hardly believe that your pussy is almost as tight on my meat as Melvin’s ass pussy. Oh, baby, your slimy gash feels so fucking good and wet, almost like I’m not even wearing a condom.”

He fucked me for what seemed like fifteen minutes, as I wrapped my legs around his ass and swiveled my hips, meeting his thrusts, until he finally started moaning and held his cock buried to the balls in my pussy. It was throbbing and pulsing, and it felt like his cum was shooting right against my cervix. He kept his softening cock in me for another ten minutes, slowly stroking me like he wanted to keep me plugged, until he rolled off to the side.

Bull’s cock made a loud slurping sound as he pulled out of me, and I felt cum running out of my pussy and down my ass. I looked down and saw that the condom had shredded inside me, and I had taken his full load of cum into my unprotected pussy.

I was horrified and said, “Oh shit, Bull, the condom broke and you ejaculated into my unprotected pussy! Fuck, I’m not sure where I am in my cycle right now, but you might have knocked me up.”

Bull laughed and said, “Yeah, I thought I felt it shred after the first few strokes, and that’s why I felt your wetness. The CO must have given me some old, brittle condoms, just to be funny, but I have to say that I hope that I’ve given you my baby. Damn, sweetie, what a fantastic fuck you are, and you almost took my whole cock in your sweet, white cunt. Now, get down there and clean me up.”

If he had impregnated me it was too late at that point, and I didn’t even have access to a douche bag. So, I moved down and sucked his slimy cock clean, before moving back to cuddle with him as I said, “If you’ve knocked me up, I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to face the rest of my family, but I sure loved fucking you. And shit, we’ve still got over four hours left on the visit, so you might as well fuck me without a condom from now on.”

Bull sucked my breasts and we kissed in between when he fucked me three more times that afternoon, all without a condom, and I was amazed at his stamina and ability to produce good sized cum loads each time. Melvin is usually one-and-done when it comes to fucking, and I loved being taken by Bull that way.

We got dressed, and before the CO returned to take Bull back to his cell, he said, “Just so you know, I’ll be substituting for your husband on all your future conjugal visits, and I’ll be thinking of you as I pound his man pussy in our cell every day.”

The CO told me to stay in the trailer while he took Bull to his cell, and when he returned, he said, “I’m in a position to make life either easier or harder for your husband, and you’ll need to take care of me too, now that I know what a little white whore you are for black cocks. So, get those clothes off so I can pound that slimy cunt of yours.”

My self-image was sullied at that point and I felt like such a slut; but I craved more black cock. The CO has a cock not quite as big as Bull’s, and he fucked me twice, as well as sucking my breasts. My pussy was sore when I finally left the prison, and I relaxed in a hot, soapy bath, which felt soothing on my pussy, as I rubbed my hickie-covered breasts.

My regular visit to Melvin was on the following Saturday, and after explaining everything I did with Bull and the CO, he asked, “Oh my, Adele, did they hurt you? And oh shit, do you think they knocked you up.”

I rubbed it in by saying, “It hurt a little at first, but after I got used to Bull’s huge cock, just like you did, I loved being fucked by him and the CO. Bull said that he would be seeing me at all the future conjugal visits, so I’ll be getting a lot more cock and cum from those men. As for knocking me up, we’ll have to see if I get my period next week. But if was anywhere near fertile when they fucked me, I don’t see how I wouldn’t be pregnant. They flooded my pussy with load after load of semen and sperm.”

I found out a week later that I was pregnant, probably with Bull’s baby, and that made him and the CO want to fuck me even more. When Melvin and Bull finally got out of prison at about the same time, Bull and two of his black friends continued fucking me for many more years. He still fucks Melvin’s ass and mouth when I’m either on the rag or otherwise not available. We did have to sell our home on the river. Melvin lost his business licenses because of his conviction, and he had to work at menial jobs.

So, my dreams of having the finer things in life were replaced with the best sex I could have imagined with Bull and his friends.