By The Numbers

A story by: BDLSN

My name is Dwight and these are my stories. They all have some truth to them. I used to work as a telephone operator for New York Telephone. I used to receive a lot of request to connect female prisoners to their families. They always had to call collect. I would maintain an excellent call queue rating so that during these calls I could listen to the hot, sexual conversations the females would have with their loved one, straight and lesbian lovers. This one woman, named Cola, was making a phone call to her live-in boyfriend. She was telling him that her 18 month bid was coming to an end and she wanted to fuck him so bad that her pussy was aching for dick! During the conversation she heard another woman in the background and an argument ensued. When the conversation was over I blurted that I would be willing to cure her aches in her pussy! She was more than willing to have me be the prescription for her ailment! Cola told me where to meet her on the day of her release from look down. When they release you they give you the clothes you wore when you came into the system. Cola was a statuesque Nubian queen with stunning features. She had her hair in braids, which were pulled back into a ponytail that shimmied down the center of her back. She had jet black skin that was without blemish. She had the gait of a Senegalese queen as she strode to my car. As I continued to gaze upon her I noticed that she was wearing a leather jacket which thankfully was open so that I could see her torso. She was stacked at the top! I would say that she was at least a 36D without a hint of gravity affecting them. As she passed a second security point I noticed that she towered over the female correction officer looking over her paperwork. MMMM! Tall, stacked and regal in her presence! My dick rose like a hunting dog on the scent of a rabbit! The female correction officer verified her papers and let her pass her check point. Another inmate behind the scene called out to Cola and as she turned I was able to check out her ass! I said, “Oh My God!” She had an ass that would make a man thank God he had eyes! Those leather pants seemed to be spray painted on her. She got arrested at a night club on beating down this bitch that had accused her of trying to get her man. The way she looked there is no way she had to try to get any man. She had all the assets necessary to not have to try at all. When she passed through the final check point she looked out and saw me waiting at the agreed upon location she smiled and sensually strode toward me. My eyes hungrily took her in and she knew it. When she stood right in front of me she said, “Do you like?” I said “Girl you are all you said you were and more!” Cola whispered in my ear “Let’s do it as soon as we pass over the bridge and off the states property. My pussy has been dripping since I saw your fine ass as I dealt with that bitch ass turnkey named Kirkland. She was always trying to turn me out but I always told her this pussy is only hot for dick! Now my dick is waiting for me in the parking lot so let’s hurry this up!” I laughed as she told me that. Then I opened the passenger door for her and she got in the car. I smoothly strode to the drivers door, opened it and got in. When I turned the key to start the car that is when she rubbed the big bulge in my pants and said, “Start your engine as well baby! I want to take you through the paces as well!” I quickly screeched out of the parking lot as she unzipped my pants. My dick popped out like it was a jack-in-the-box. She said “I see you were telling the truth about yourself as well.” The moment my tires hit the bridge her mouth was engulfing my throbbing dick. She sucked my dick as if it were life itself. I said to myself, “I love being an operator!” Her fingers on her right hand tantalized my balls as her head bobbed up and down the shaft of my dick. When the car was completely off the bridge she raised her head off of my dick and said “Pull over.” I did as requested and when I did she used my dick as her own vehicle and straddled my dick and slowly slid her dripping sweetness down my shaft. After three trips up and down my dick, the tears of joy washed down her cheeks. Her ass slapping against my legs, my hands squeezing her swollen nipples, she continued her ride. Her juices flowed like pancake syrup over a hot stack of pancakes! I said to her, “Is this the prescription you needed for what was ailing you baby?” She moaned and said, “Yes, yes doctor give me the full dosage!” I arched my back and probed deeper into her hungry pussy. Her pussy lips sliding along my shaft as her vaginal muscles squeezes the girth of my dick. I take my middle finger and wet it with her juices and then slide it into her asshole. Her hands are now against the roof of the interior of my car pushing against it as her body rises. Her braids are sliding against the console. She gyrated her pelvis to match my upward thrust and she came like she was being released from electricity. She falls into my arms and we sit there for five minutes as the Correction bus brings a new batch of prisoners to the island. She mischievously whispers in my ear, “Now you mentioned something about a treatment plan for this evening Doctor Woodard! Is that still possible?” I said to her, “I am only doing house calls with you for the next 24 hours. So off to the treatment room (My house) we shall go!

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