Prison Fling

“Don’t worry about the San Nemo Times,” was my low growl, vibrant in the darkness. “Don’t worry your pretty head about that.”

Laney was on high.

“But Mr. Evercore,” she gasped, hands gripping my jumpsuit in the dark. “Mr. Evercore, they’ll come looking for us.”

“Hush sweetheart,” I growled into her ear. “Just stay quiet and they won’t know. We’ll be done in a couple minutes, sweetheart, that’s all it takes.”

No matter that my words didn’t make sense. Because I was so fucking hungry that only one thing mattered. Dick in cunt, stat.

And shit, but the darkness served a purpose. Because I’ve got a monster shaft, and Laney hadn’t really seen it yet, which was a good thing. Because usually, girls get scared when they see Whitezilla. The blood drains from their faces, mouths opening into a round “O.”

“I can’t,” come those breathless protests, eyes wide with fear. “I’m not big enough.”

Or, “You’re too big, Mr. Evercore. Stop, stop, it’s impossible!”

But the darkness shielded me here. Because in a flash, I was out of my jumpsuit, brandishing the monster weapon. But Laney didn’t know. Instead, she just felt the brush of my hard stiffness against her leg.

“Oh!” came a tiny mewl. “Oh god!”

Her small hand came questing, but I pushed it away.

“Naw, sweetheart, all in good time. Come on, let’s get these panties off, I need another taste.”

And in the darkness of the pantry, it happened. I reached under her skirt and tore that scrap of lace off with one loud rip.

“Oh!” she squealed again. “Oh oh!”

But the animal within had already emerged.

“Bend over,” was my harsh growl. “Now. Ass in the air.”

And mewling once more, Laney obeyed. In a moment, those creamy orbs were right in front of my face, the unmistakable hot cunt smell filling my senses. Oh fuck yeah, she wanted it. And this time, the female was getting it for real.

Like an animal, I dove in. Those big cheeks spread and I kissed her nether lips, pressing my mouth to that delectable hole. Immediately, honey spilled in a gush across my lips.

“Sweetheart,” was my hoarse rasp. “You can’t imagine how much I’ve wanted this this past week. Fuck.”

But Laney wasn’t some ragdoll with no reactions. Because the brunette admitted it too.

“Yes, Mr. Evercore,” came her breathy whisper, even as she reached two hands back to pull her ass cheeks apart. “Yes, I’ve wanted it too. Please use me,” was her panted cry. “Use my body, make me a woman.”

And fuck, but how could I resist? I pressed my mouth to her hole again, biting lightly at that clit before nuzzling at her insides. Gushes of warm juice spilled, running all over my chin and mouth as she pulsed slightly, moaning with ecstasy.

“Yes,” the girl cried out. “Yes, use my body.”

And the time had come. With one last swipe over her hymen, I straightened. At this point, we were still in the pitch dark, and Laney hadn’t seen my member yet. All the better.

Because as the hot tip grazed her pussy hole, she jerked.

“Unh?” was her involuntary cry. “Oh!”

Yeah, even my tip was big, leaving a trail of semen on her sweet vag. But invisible is good because I didn’t want to scare the poor thing.

“Just relax,” was my low rasp. “Bend over and relax sweetheart. I’ll make you feel good.”

And with that, the press began. Fuck, it was hard. She was so tight, and at first, I couldn’t even get it in, it was that impossible. But words did it. I grabbed those fleshy hips, leaning forwards to nuzzle against her neck and spoke phrases of encouragement.

“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. Just let me in. You want that white picket fence with a big house and kids? This is where it starts, sweetheart. Let me in and I’ll pump you full of a dozen kids.”

Fuck, what the hell was I saying? We were literally at the San Nemo, fucking in a dark closet. I was a convicted criminal, taking the virginity of a sweet, naïve girl who’d volunteered her time as charity. Shit, this was so fucked up.

But that’s how the world works, and I’ve never been one to shy away from opportunity. So yeah, my words filled the dark space, rough and persuasive.

“That’s right,” I crooned into the back of her neck, that lush body undulating beneath me. “You want kids? I’ll give them to you, but sweetheart, that pussy has to stretch first.”

And it was the words that did it. Because inhaling with a shuddering breath, Laney did it. Her vag muscles let go a bit, and I was into those sweet depths. Not by a lot, just an inch or two, but it was enough.

“Aw fuck,” I ground out, face strained and jaw clenched. “You feel so good, so tight and hot.”

She mewled below me, big boobies dangling as I fucked her from behind.