I married my husband Charlie six years ago, while I was still in graduate school, studying for a Master’s degree in psychology.

I had only been with one other man before him, so I was fairly inexperienced when it came to sex, but Charlie was patient, caring and gentle, and after a short courtship I agreed to marry him.

Once I obtained my degree I looked around for a job, and finally I was offered a position as a guidance counselor at a nearby maximum-security prison. Although I naturally had a bit of apprehension at first about working around a bunch of hardened criminals, I accepted the job, and as time went by I grew to enjoy it very much.

As it turned out, most of the inmates I counseled, whatever they may have done in their past, were not that different from your average man on the street, with their own hopes, fears and dreams. As time went by I got to know some of them well, and even found myself attracted to a few. In fact, when I was alone I would sometimes play with myself while thinking about the ones I found sexy. I knew many of them were attracted to me too, and the idea of them jerking off while thinking about me never failed to make me come hard.

There was one inmate in particular who I felt drawn to, both because of his attractive physical appearance and his artistic talent. Joshua was always drawing pictures, many of them having so much depth and meaning that they moved me. I knew that he was infatuated with me as well, especially when he began drawing pictures of me almost exclusively, each one lovelier — and sexier — than the last.

Then one day a few months ago, my husband and I had a terrible fight just before we left for work. As I sat in my office that morning, I began to look around at the walls, on which I had hung some of the beautiful, sensitive drawings Joshua had made of me. I was suddenly overwhelmed by the realization that this inmate was obviously in touch with my feelings and emotions, whereas my husband didn’t even know me anymore.

At that moment Joshua walked into my office for his morning appointment, bringing me yet another drawing of myself. At that point I don’t know what came over me, but whatever it was I couldn’t resist it. I told Joshua to lock the door behind him and follow me into the supply room behind my office. As he did, I closed and locked that door also, and then I moved up against him and began to kiss him hungrily.

Joshua surely must have been shocked, but not too shocked to kiss me back. As he did, I slid my hands between us and unbuckled his belt, then opened the button of his pants. Tearing my mouth from his, I then slid onto my knees. “Tell me, Joshua,” I said breathlessly, looking up into his sexy eyes, “how many times have you jerked off thinking about me?”

“Oh my God!” Joshua groaned. “Maybe a thousand. But I never thought — ” He broke off as I now took the tab of his zipper between my teeth and pulled it slowly down. His pants fell down his legs, and I pushed his boxers down too, exposing a thick, veiny, nine-inch cock, and two hefty balls dangling between his muscular thighs.

For a second all I could do was stare at that cock with fascination and lust. “My God, it’s beautiful!” I gasped. And it was. It was a deep crimson in color, with a sexy curve to the shaft and a mushroom-shaped head that twitched as though with a life of its own. It was completely different from my husband’s, and much larger in every way.

As I gazed with admiration at this lovely monster, a clear, thin stream of seminal fluid oozed from the slit and began to trickle down the underside. I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked it off, licking from the base of his dick all the way up the length of him, and when I got to the tip I opened my mouth wide and took him in.

The feeling of his cock in my mouth was amazing. His precome was delicious, and I found myself eager to feel him come in my mouth, something I rarely allowed even my husband to do. I sucked him as hard and as deeply as I could, and soon he was grunting with pleasure at my ministrations. Then he suddenly groaned and filled my mouth with a thick, plentiful load of scrumptious jism, unlike the meager, bitter, somewhat watery sperm my husband usually produced. I swallowed every spurt, and I massaged his scrotum as I did it, to ensure that I had gotten every drop.

My vagina was dripping wet, and I couldn’t wait to feel that monster deep within me. When he finished coming I went on licking, sucking and stroking his cock and balls until he was ready again, his phallus as stiff and firm as before. I rose to my feet and quickly slid my slacks and panties down and off, kicking them across the supply room. I was dying to fuck, but at that point Joshua sat me up onto a table, spread my legs and brought his mouth to my crotch. He was like a starving dog as he avidly licked and sucked my squirming pussy. His fingers entered me and massaged my G-spot as his mouth and tongue began to work on my clitoris, and I came almost immediately.

“Fuck me, Joshua!” I moaned as I came down from my climax. “Please, I want to feel you inside me!” Joshua stood up and positioned his cock at my slit, sliding it against my clit as I pushed myself up at him. He then told me to put him inside me, I reached down and angled the tip of his rod against my opening, and slowly he pushed the head of it between my pussy lips.

I squealed with both delight and apprehension as he slid his iron-hard pole further into my expanding sheath, stretching it wider than it had ever been stretched before. “Oh God! You’re so fucking thick!” I cried out as he pulled halfway out of me, then plowed all the way in, until his balls bounced against my anal opening. I had never felt so completely filled in my life, and as he began to fuck me with a steady rhythm I quickly felt myself building to an orgasm of unbelievable intensity. A moment later I was screeching like a wild animal as I exploded, coming so hard that I momentarily passed out from the extreme pleasure.

I came back to consciousness to find that Joshua, his hard cock still inside me, had lifted my shirt and was biting and sucking voraciously at my nipples, making me gasp and moan. He grinned up at me. “You’ve wanted to feel this dick inside you all along, haven’t you, baby?” he panted. “Your old man can’t give you this much dick, can he, you hot little thing?” I was already approaching another climax as he went on, “Maybe next time I’ll bring another guy with me, and you can have two cocks to service. I bet you’d love the shit out of that, wouldn’t you, slut?”

I was surprised and shocked at his words, but further aroused as well. Was this the man I had thought of as being so sensitive and understanding; a talented, misunderstood artist? Was he only now showing me his true colors? But at that moment I didn’t care; the fact was that his rough words, his lustful grin and the evil glint in his eyes turned me on like crazy, intensifying my need and desire.

“Yes!” I cried loudly. “Yes, I’ve wanted this for a long time, yes!” And another orgasm shook my body as he buried himself deep inside me and sprayed me full of his seed.

He continued to hold himself inside me until his softening dick fell limply from my pussy. I then did something I had never done in my life, I slid down onto my knees, took his dripping cock into my mouth and sucked out the remains of his come. I then licked every trace of our juices from his entire dick, and from his balls. I then looked up into his eyes, saying, “Mmm, I could suck your cock forever!”

“Good,” Joshua said. “Because that’s what you’ll be doing for as long as I’m in here, baby.”

After that Joshua and I fucked every Tuesday and Friday, when he had his regular counseling sessions. I was so besotted with him that I forgot what he had said about bringing me another man — until one morning several weeks later. I was on my hands and knees in the supply room, moaning loudly and on the brink of orgasm as Joshua fucked me from behind, when I felt a thick, spongy cockhead pressing against my lips.

For a moment I was shocked and startled. But Joshua’s dick slicing in and out of me felt so heavenly that I didn’t even look to see who this new cock belonged to; I just opened my mouth and accepted it. I felt a pair of hands holding my head as this unknown man began fucking my mouth in the same rough manner with which Joshua was fucking my pussy. The cock in my mouth was not nearly as large as Joshua’s, and even a bit smaller than my husband’s, but it had a unique taste to it that I really responded to.

Again I felt myself on the verge of climax, just as Joshua buried himself deeply inside me and began coating my womb with his jism. A moment later the cock in my mouth began to swell and jerk, and my cry of pleasure was cut off by a thick jet of come spurting against the back of my throat. I swallowed hard to keep from gagging on it, and continued to swallow as the jets kept coming for what seemed like a full minute before they diminished.

When I finally opened my eyes and looked up, I saw that the man standing over me, smiling happily, with his semi-limp dick now slipping from my mouth, was Oliver, another inmate from Joshua’s cell block. “Damn, Joshua, you were right!” he chortled. “This crazy chick is really into sucking dick!”

“Yeah, she’s a real hot slut,” Joshua replied. “And she just loves sucking convict cock, isn’t that right, slut?”

His cock was getting hard again, and I wondered if he could tell how turned on I was by their arrogance and the rough language they were using. “Yes,” I panted. “Yes, I do love it. Yes!”

“Damn right,” Joshua growled. “And you’ll service us whenever we want from now on, won’t you, slut?”

“Yes!” I whimpered. “Yes, I will. Let me do it again now, please!” Even though I had just come, I had never felt hornier in my life.

By now both men had raging erections once again. I was still on my hands and knees, and Oliver quickly got himself into position behind me and slid his dick into my dripping pussy. Oliver was tall and lanky, and although his dick was not especially large, it felt really good as he started pounding it into me. At the same time Joshua moved in front of me, and I moaned eagerly as I opened my mouth to take him as deep as I could.  “Oh yeah, look at the whore, she can’t get enough that convict dick!” Joshua chortled. “Good thing, too, baby, because I’ve been talking to the guys, and I think you’re gonna be servicing a lot more cock than just ours!”

I didn’t know if he was serious or not at that point, but I found out a few days later, when Joshua and Oliver showed up again, this time bringing a third inmate, a large black man named Sylvester. “Come on, hot lady,” Joshua said, smiling at me. “Let’s show Sylvester the supply room.”

I had never been with a black man before, but now that it looked like I was about to, I found the prospect strangely exciting. Once in the supply room, I found myself actually trembling with anticipation as I stood before this six-foot-four, massively muscled ebony giant, then slowly lowered myself to my knees.

I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, but when I reached for his zipper tab, Joshua spoke up. “No, slut, do it like you did it for me that first time.” I knew what he meant, and with a little moan I pressed my face into Sylvester’s crotch, got hold of the zipper tab between my teeth, then slowly pulled it down. I heard Sylvester chuckle. When I slid his pants down his thick black cock came into view. It wasn’t quite as big as Joshua’s, but it was close. My pussy juice was flowing freely, and so was my saliva. I couldn’t wait to taste that cock. I began by licking it all over, making every inch of it glisten with my spit, until Sylvester held my head still, jammed his cockhead into my mouth and began to fuck my face, groaning rhythmically with each stroke. I caressed that dick with my lips and tongue as it moved in and out of my mouth, and I gently massaged his balls with one hand, while with the other I reached under my skirt and began to frig myself through my panties. Just as I started to come, Sylvester gave out a roar and spewed what seemed like a quart of come directly into my throat. My own orgasm rippled through me in waves as each subsequent burst of semen sprayed into my mouth, but I managed to swallowed his entire load.

That was just the start. Joshua and Oliver never seem to tire of watching me service their fellow convicts, and by now I have fucked or sucked almost every man in their cell block. No one in charge suspects anything, and I’m sure none of the inmates will ever tell, as long as I continue to keep them satisfied.

I guess you could say I’ve found my dream job — with terrific benefits.