Prison Break Sex Day

It starts off as a wonderful day, it’s the first day of Laura’s new job as stay at home mom and Lydia has already left to pick up Ray Jr. at the airport so he can spend the summer at home. It would be a perfect day if Ray had been able to put off the business trip he had planned, but as usual, business comes first. As long as she can quit her job and relax at home for a while its worth Ray’s frequent out of town trips. Maybe with her added free time she can begin fixing herself up and try to put some fire back into their sex life which has suffered greatly with them both working. She longs for the furor of her blood racing through her veins as Ray ignites a maelstrom of lust that has her mind lost to him just as she used to be. The yearning need that festers within her needs to find a release other than from her assortment of Ray substitutes lying in her dresser drawer.

Laura decides to jump in the shower before Jr and Lydia get back. For the first time Laura notices how big their bathroom is as the sunlight streams in through the wall length glass windows. She has opened those curtains every morning for years as she prepared for work preferring the sunlight to the artificial light from the fixtures. There are no homes behind theirs and the only building in sight is the prison and it’s at least a quarter mile away and is surrounded by a tall brick and mortar wall. Only the top floor is visible from her home. That is the only defect in an otherwise perfect home in the perfect location.

They had found it when the kids were in high school and loved the seclusion and amount of land that accompanied it. The real estate agent conveniently forgot to mention that the building in the distance was a state prison which is the reason the selling price was so low on such a large home with land. They had envisioned building an estate. It is still a nice vision but totally unrealistic especially now that both their children are clamoring about leaving home as soon as possible. Jr. is already attending school out of state and Lydia is still trying to decide if college will benefit her as she really has no plans of a career and would rather find a good man and become a stay at home mom. They have both tried to convince her that a good job in the meantime would be a nice thing, and that, requires an education.

Laura stands nude before the bathroom window as she wonders if the men in the prison can see her. She likes fantasizing that they can, that she is the object of their masturbatory fantasies as they pound their stiff needy cocks or butt fuck each other as they see her in their minds as they labor to cum in their cell mates’ ass. Her breathing is deepened as her fantasy takes control of her and her hand creeps slowly to her clit. In her mind there is a man at every window watching her, their dicks hard as she instills a craving in each of them. Her eyes close as her fingers move more rapidly over her taut swollen orb. Her knees feel weak and she allows her body to sink to the marble floor, thighs widespread towards the wall of windows as her ass lifts and rolls as her fantasy plays in her mind. Suddenly they are there with her, standing around her as she sees the lust in their eyes, their hard dicks pumping their hot sperm over her entire body. Feeling their hot juices pumped over her in her mind, knowing they, to a man want her body, has her cumming hard, her body jerking as intense waves wash over her until tensing till her bones feel breaking, she moans, and as suddenly as she was swept away her body is freed and falls heavily to the floor as she lays there gasping for breath as reality slowly returns and she glances at the prison in the distance and smiles.

She lays there panting, chest heaving as she feels her wet emissions running down the crack of her ass. It is this fantasy that has kept her cumming since she first learned of the prison being there. Hopefully she will no longer need this fantasy as she settles into her new role as a stay at home wife and mother. She rises and throws a kiss towards the window to her imaginary desirers before entering the shower. The hot water feels good on her skin as she wonders if it is possible to see her from the top floor of the prison. Probably not she thinks as she washes her entire body with her hands and a bar of soap. She loves the slick feel of her hands caressing her body as she teases herself leisurely. This has always been a luxury when she was working and pressed for time. She even shaved her legs without nicking herself. When she hears talking outside her bathroom door she thinks the kids are back already. They made awful good time she thinks to herself before realizing it would be impossible for them to be here that quickly. Her first thought is that Lydia had come back for some reason but who would she be talking to? Maybe she is on her cell phone she thinks.

Having forgotten to bring her robe she glances out the door and seeing no one, leaves the bathroom and retrieves her robe and puts it on. She walks out the door to the bedroom while tying her robe’s belt and is immediately confronted by three large black men. They appear to be as startled at her appearance as she is at theirs. She grabs the top of her robe and gathers it together as she realizes she is standing there nude under her robe. “Who are you, what do you want, you’re not supposed to be here”, she says, trying to appear brave.

They all three look at each other as if confused, then one says to the other two, “Damn man, I thought Rob said there wouldn’t be anyone here this time of day.” Then to her he says, “Ma’am we don’t mean you no harm, we just need to stay here a few hours and then we’ll be gone. You just go on about your business and pretend we’re not here. Don’t be trying to call anyone or anything though. We just need to use your home for a bit and then we’ll be outta here and leave everything just like we found it, ok?

“What the hell do you mean you’re gonna stay here, this is my home and if you don’t leave right now I’ll call the police. How did you get in here anyway”, she asks?

“Your garage door was open so we just pulled in and came in through the garage, don’t worry though we closed the door for you”, he said seriously, before adding. “Ma’am I said we don’t mean you no harm, I didn’t say we wouldn’t harm you if you give us reason to. There ain’t gonna be no calling no police you here that. You can watch TV or do whatever you want but stay away from the phones, you hear? You weren’t supposed to be here ma’am. We thought you’d be at work and we could just use your house for our business and be gone before you or anyone knew we were even here. Where is your old man, is he and the kid where they’re supposed to be today?

“He’s at work and she is at a friend’s house and won’t be home till late, why does it matter, she asks, if you’re going to be gone in a couple of hours?”

“We’re not exactly sure just how long we‘ll be here baby. It depends on a few things we can’t control”, but we will be gone as quick as possible of that you can be sure”, he replies.

Laura is trying to remember their looks, their height and weight and mustache and how their voices sound. She is taking mental notes of the clothes they wear when her gaze falls on each of their crotches. They all wear denim pants like uniform pants and they all have huge bulges plainly evident. The one that seems to do all the talking has his dick clearly outlined through his pants and he’s huge.

The two quiet ones are whispering and laughing to themselves as they keep glancing at her. She hears the one comment, “Yeah white gals are always turned on by a brother’s black ass dick”, as he adjusts his dick with his hand through his pants. When he’s through his cock is running down his leg vividly outlined by the fabric. Her gaze is locked to his cock as he squeezes and holds it. She can see it obviously stiffening, growing under his fingers. She doesn’t want to look because she knows he is wanting her too but no matter where she looks there is another black cock displayed whether on purpose or not.

Laura is becoming uncomfortable as she sits on the couch with her leg drawn up under her knowing she is nude under her robe and they are obviously having sexual thoughts of her. She is feeling a trepidation at what they could do if they so desired. She thinks of them forcing themselves on her and how their big cocks would feel as they rape her pussy, how they could hurt and stretch her deeply. She weighs her options and decides that as secluded as their house is she should just wait and see what they do. They seem to be telling the truth except for the sexual tone of their conversation now. The one man has his legs stretched out in front of him and his dick is now obviously swollen and hard. He wants her to see his size and at first she tries not to look and then defiantly she openly gazes at him.

“You like this he asks”, as he grips his cock and shakes it at her through his pants. “Your hubby don’t have a cock like this does he beautiful”, he asks her boldly?

“It’s none of your damn business what my husband has or does not have. Are all black men such assholes or are you just a one of a kind”, she asks him? She feels her pussy filling with moisture as her gaze remains fixed on his cock. Her words are a defensive mechanism but her body is telling the true story of her emotions and feelings. No matter what she tries to dispel her thoughts, seeing his large cock jerking stiffly is having an effect on her sensibilities.

He looks at her and smiles a knowing smile as he watches her fidget nervously, thighs squeezing tightly in time with the pulsing of her swollen clit. She wants to touch herself but knows that would give him pleasure and she wishes to give a non-chalant appearance at his efforts to arouse her. She knows if she continues sitting there she will become aroused beyond her ability to maintain her composure. She rises and says she is going to get a glass of orange juice and asks if anyone else wants any. Her stiff cocked friend rises also and says, “No I’m good but I’ll tag along to keep you honest doll”.

After entering the kitchen she opens the fridge and retrieves the orange juice. After pouring a glass she returns it to the fridge and as she returns to pick it up the black man grabs her and pulls her against his body. Laura is terrified and places her hands on his chest and attempts to push him away saying, “Is this what he meant when he said you wouldn’t harm me asshole?”

He holds her tight and places his mouth next to her ear and says, “I know all about you baby and you know I have what you need. Rob told me all about you and how horny you are sweetheart. Nobody here but us so nobody will ever know. Think about it, three big dicked black men to take care of you and nobody knowing it but you and us and we’ll be walking out of your life forever once our business is done.

“Who is Rob she asks and how does he know anything about me, do I know him”, she asks curiously. Unknown to him she has thought about what they could do to her and her pussy is yearning because of it, her clit feels as if a bass drum is embedded in it and the feel of his pants covered hard dick held against the bare skin of her thigh has her considering his words.

“Naw you don’t know Rob but when he asked me to bring him a pair of binoculars on visiting day he tole me about a woman putting on a show in a house behind the prison at her window. Said she was hot as hell and playing with herself right in front of the window like she knew he was watching. Guess what baby, this is the only house near the prison and you’re the only woman here besides your daughter and her room is on the front of the house. Maybe you’d like to put on a little show right here for me. I could sit right here in this chair and you could sit in that one over there and you can play with that pussy with me watching you while I stroke this black dick. That’s what you was imagining up there by that window isn’t it, that the men at the prison was watching you. Rob says you cum good and hard, ass lifting off the floor and everything.”

Laura is blushing, embarrassed, as she learns that they can see her from the prison. His words have her on fire though as her mind grabs his suggestion and she can’t help thinking of how she would feel if she did perform for him and surely his friends. She knows if she does as he suggests that they will fuck her, all of them. She wants to deny what he said she did but she knows she can’t, knows that everything he said was and is true. Guilt begins to permeate her as she thinks of Ray gone working so that she can stay at home in leisure and she is thinking of these black men’s large cocks. She says weakly, “I’m married, I..I can’t do that. What kind of a wife would I be to do something like that?

“What kind of a wife plays with her pussy where other men can watch her baby, you were cheating on your man in your mind then”, he says.

“B..b.but that was imaginary, fantasy, what you’re suggesting is real, I..I..I can’t….I mean…..how could I live with……..oh my god don’t….please don’t….I’m begging you…I..I..can’t”, she pleads as he stands and opens his pants and allows his long thick black dick to hang out fully, swaying, jerking as it stiffens rigidly as she stares at it. Her arousement is instantaneous and complete as her thighs squeeze tightly and a loud moan escapes her lips, legs become weak and she falls back onto the chair he had motioned to seconds before. Her mind is overwhelmed, unable to cope with the powerful surges of need that condense at her groin as they prevent any rational thought. Laura has never been subjected to such a display of confidence by a man, nor such boldness of action.

He walks the few steps to her and pulls the knot free from the belt of her robe and then presses it down over her shoulders and opens it allowing it to fall around the chair. She begs, “Don’t…don’’t do this…don’t make me”, as the inferno within her consumes every inhibition and the last vestige of resistance she has against what she knows is inevitable. Her only salvation would be for him to deny himself the pleasure of taking her at her most vulnerable. But he knows of her need, knows of the seething craving his black dick has caused to burn within her, a white man’s beautiful wife. Seeing Laura’s perfect white body, bald pussy proudly protruding, has Lobo intent on using her for his pleasure. He sees the hunger permeating her mind and body, knows the yearning that drove her to fantasy in front of her open window is consuming her as she continues to gaze at his jerking cock.

“Open your thighs and show me how you play with your pussy up in front of the window and if you make me hot enough I’ll let you suck this big dick baby”, he says as his thick dick wavers in front of her lips.

Saliva forms in her mouth as she anticipates the taste of his dick, her breathing hastens, tongue slides wetly over her lips as she thinks, I want that, want him to fuck his big dick into my throat and make me eat his cum.