I’m 50 and have been incarcerated for 14½ years.

When I arrived here there was one female correctional officer, 25 at the time, who was a real looker — a perfectly proportioned body, long raven hair, eyes with a gleam of naughtiness. Sadly, she was always quite professional, so I could only fantasize about making love to her, or just totally dominating her and fucking her brains out.

Not long ago a rumor started going around that Mrs. X was transferring to a work-release center closer to her home. Just this morning I was walking past her office — she’s worked her way up over the years and is now associate warden for programs — and she motioned me to come in. I did, and asked her if the rumor is true. She said it is. “I’ll miss you all, but this is a new opportunity for me, plus it’s closer to home for me.” Then she said, “Lock the door. I want to talk to you in private without being disturbed.”

Shit, this is how some of my favorite fantasies begin!

I walked over behind her desk and stood beside her. She smiled and licked her lips, then pulled me closer by my belt and said, “I’ve always known how you feel about me, and it’s always made me hot! I often fantasized when my husband made love to me that it was you, making me do naughty things that got me off.”

As I said, “Are you serious?” she was unbuckling my belt and unbuttoning my pants. She said she could show me how serious she was better than she could tell me. She unzipped my fly and in one motion slid my pants and boxers to my ankles. “Mmm,” she cooed, “I knew you would have a nice big thick one!” She grasped it by the base and stroked it up and down. “Did you ever wonder how it’d feel for me to do this?” she asked.

Did I ever!

She licked all around my dickhead, then lapped at the precome oozing from my piss slit. As she licked up and down the sides of my dick, she said, “I never suck my husband’s cock, but yours is so big and ripe! I’ve wanted to do this to you for so fucking long! I want you to fuck my mouth.”

I filled it with all of my nine inches, and when she swallowed around my girth, it felt like I had died and gone to heaven. Right away I gushed down her throat. She raised my dick against my stomach and licked it loudly, then exclaimed, “Damn, you’ve got some big fucking balls!” and began to suck them.

When she had my dick throbbing wildly again, she stood up and said, “I bet I know what you’d like!” She slid out of her slacks and sat on the edge of her desk. I slid her bikini panties down her strong legs and slipped them in my back pocket. I took hold of her left leg and kissed her sexy pedicured toes, then kissed and licked my way up her leg. I set the ball of that foot on the desk, then applied the same admiration to her other leg.

As she reached down and spread her thin outer lips, she hissed, “Tell me how many times you’ve jerked off while thinking about me!” Her tiny clitoris poked out invitingly. She whispered, “Don’t you want to lick my pussy?”

I answered by burying my face in her chestnut snatch. Juices flowed out of her thin lips, and I tried desperately to not waste a drop. I lovingly sucked and ever so lightly licked at the tip of her clitoris until she began to grind her pussy against my face. I ate her like an exotic tropical fruit, driving her wild.

My cock was so hard, it was aching. No words were needed to know what we would do next. I got up, and while I bent over and kissed her, transferring a mouthful of her juices to her mouth, she reached between us and rubbed the crown of my dick up and down her smoldering slit, then pressed it to her. Even after three kids, her pussy was as tight as any I ever fucked.

“Fuck me!” she hissed through gritted pearly-white teeth. “Fuck me, you piece-of-shit convict!” Although I knew her words were only meant to entice me to fuck the ass off of her, in the back of my mind I thought about the many people, both men and women, who’ve worked here over the years that felt that way about all convicts.

I placed her ankles on my shoulders and began to drill into her with the force of a bull. She squealed in lust-filled delight. As her sheath contracted around my dick, I began to unleash the frustration I’ve carried for years in here. Knowing she wanted it as hard as I could give it, I let it all out. She begged me never to stop.

Venting all that pent-up rage seemed to keep me from coming. She cried, “Oh yeah, fuck me!” as her entire body bolted upright, then collapsed. She began chanting incoherently, and her glazed eyes rolled upward, seemingly into the back of her head. I fucked her as hard and as uncaringly as I could.

I felt my own climax building until it felt like I had medicine balls in my ball sac. At that point I pulled out of her completely and ordered her onto her knees. I told her to open her filthy mouth and tilt her head back because it was feeding time and today I was feeding her!

With glazed eyes, she moaned and rubbed her clitoris, periodically slipping her middle finger in her gash. “Shoot it in my mouth!” she hissed. “Mmm yeah, spray it all over my face, you filthy convict!” She cradled my bloated balls, and as she palmed them and gently fondled them said how full and heavy they felt. I jerked off a little faster and aimed it directly in her mouth as I felt the first thick jet spiral up from my nuts.

I deliberately splashed the next two thick globs all over her beautiful face, the same way I had done in countless dreams over the years. I shot the rest in her open mouth, then worked my dick all over her face until it had a coating of my come, then fed it back between her pouty lips for her to clean off with her tongue.

“Your come tastes like lobster!” she cooed as she nursed on my deflated manhood. “I’ve always hated the taste of semen, but yours is like feasting on a delicacy!”

After we gathered ourselves, I asked her why she waited for her last day here to fuck me. She said because if she had given in to her desires all those years ago, I would have wound up in lockup and she would have gotten fired. Now she “finally got to sample that thick Italian sausage,” and it was everything she thought it would be and more.

She told me to come back to her office for an encore at 4:30. I felt I just had to share this with someone, and since I’ve jerked off many times reading all the shit your readers do all the time, I thought they might like to hear about me finally, after 14½ years, getting to slam nine inches of cock into a chick I had fantasized about since I got here. Well, it’s almost 4:30, and I don’t want to be late to go one last round with my sexy little cookie!

I’ll write again and share what happens this afternoon. My cookie doesn’t know it yet, but her sexy anal ring is going to get fucked like she never had it fucked before, or ever will again. Hey, I got to give the slut something to remember me by! And believe me, she’ll remember me every time she sits down for at least a week.