Prison Perks
“Eighteen years”, the judge said, his statement ringing around Earl's ears. He would be a black man in prison for eighteen years. Many thoughts ran through his mind, not least the fact that he would not have sex for that time. Of course, his loss of liberty was also a concern, but he needed to find a way to get himself some pussy during that time. How could a horny black man expect to wait so long for sex?
He confided that to the prison guard as he waited to be taken away to begin his stretch. The guard had made a mental note of his comment, certain it could be used against the prisoner in future.
At the prison, Earl couldn't help but think about sex. He was always horny before, but now he was deprived of his liberty, he couldn't think about much else. He didn't masturbate in case his cell mate thought he was a fag, so he just let his mind dream about how much spunk he would have when he got out.
About four months into his sentence, a guard fetched him from his cell to pay a visit to the prison Govenor. As he made his way to the office, he couldn't help but wonder what the Govenor would want with him. Earl had kept out of trouble, so he couldn't figure out why he was being summoned.
As he sat in the Govenor's office, he wondered what the top dog would look like. He had never seen him, nor did he know anything about him, so he tried to get an idea of the guy as he looked around the room. There were no family photos, nor were there many personal effects. He couldn't piece anything together from his surroundings.
His thoughts were interrupted when a voice yelled “STAND” and as Earl jumped to his feet, the Govenor came streaming into the room as if he was in a hurry. Earl got his first look at the Govenor and was amazed to see he was black.
“Sit down!” the Govenor ordered the prisoner as he pulled a file from his desk. “I understand you are here for eighteen years for drug trafficking” the Govenor began. “Yes Sir” Earl replied as he looked at the giant bear of a man behind his desk.
“Well, let's get one thing straight” the Govenor continued, “there ain't gonna be no drugs in my prison.” Earl opened his mouth to speak, but the Govenor hadn't finished speaking. “I've had you watched closely since you came in and I know you haven't been involved in drugs in the prison, but they do exist and that is why I brought you here today.”
Earl wondered what the hell the Govenor would say next, when the Govenor moved to the front of his desk, sitting on the egde, looking Earl stright in the eye.
“I want you to be my eyes and ears” he began. “You can get close to the people, and act as the go between.”
“What do you think will happen to me if the others find out?” Earl asked the Govenor. “They won't” came the emphatic reply, “I have it all worked out.”
The Govenor began to explain and Earl could barely keep up with the one sided conversation, picking up little details.... a different cell.... no roommate..... extra benefits... hottest black pussy you ever saw...
“You what?” Earl interrupted at the last bit he picked up. “Did you say black pussy?” “Yup” the Govenor confirmed, before adding “actually, I said the hottest black pussy you ever saw.”
“It's a trick, right?” Earl quizzed. “Isn't it time you went back to work?” the Govenor said to the prison guard who had escorted Earl here. The guard quickly turned and left the room. Now alone with the Govenor, Earl waited for the kick in the teeth that was bound to follow such an offer.
The Govenor stood and went to a door next to the bookcase. He opened the door, and whistled, the shrill sound making Earl jump. There was a pause as the Govenor resumed his previous position. “You see if it's a trick.”
There was a knock on the door and the Govenor bellowed “Enter”, which again made Earl jump. Those shocks were insignificant to the shock he got when the door opened and in walked a stunning black girl, wearing a long coat, which covered almost everything except her shoes.
“Show him the deal” the Govenor said to the black girl and she reached up to unfasten her coat, removing it from her shoulders to reveal her barely clothed body. Earl gulped as he took in the scene. She was wearing a tiny top which barely contained her big black tits. Below that, the girl wore the shortest miniskirt Earl had ever seen. He wasn't even sure it would cover her ass, and that was confirmed when she turned around to show Earl the view from the back.
Earl almost gasped when he saw the rear view. The miniskirt only just covered her ass, but he got an eyeful when the girl bent over, revealling the perfect booty, the cheeks split in two by her tiny thong. It was all Earl could do to stop himself from reachin out to touch her hot black ass.
Earl's thoughts were interupted when the Govenor spoke again. “I have to pop into the next room for a minute. I'll let Darcy introduce herself.” With that the Govenor disappeared through the door and Darcy took the govenors position, leaning against the oak desk directly in front of Earl.
Lifting her tiny skirt, she parted her legs slightly. “Wanna taste?” she asked. Earl was at her feet in seconds as Darcy pulled her thong to one side, giving Earl complete access to her black pussy.
This was the kind of thing Earl had dreamed about for months and he wasted little time before he buried his tongue into her black pussy, inhaling her sweet fragrance as his tongue lapped at her hole. Earls eagerness made Darcy jump a few times, until she could finally take no more.
“Stop!” she said, pushing Earls head away from between her legs. Earl sat back on his seat, as Darcy tidied herself before opening the door and walking away into the distance. Within seconds, the Govenor swanned back into the room saying, “So, you've had a taste of Darcy, do we have a deal?”
Despite the huge black cock trying to burst out of his pants, Earl didn't jump at the offer. Not until he knew what the full deal was. The Govenor explained the details, how Earl would be taken for “questioning” at irregular intervals, where he would be taken to a cell on another wing of the prison. There, he would be rewarded for his information, by spending several hours in the company of Darcy and only her. No interuptions, no tricks, he could simply bang that black girl from start to finish.
Earl needed time to think. It wasn't as clear cut as it seemed. He had to think of what could happen if he was found out to be a snitcher. Even with that thought hanging over him, his huge black cock just wouldn't go down. He needed Darcy to get through the next eighteen years.
Earl knew he needed to feel his cock inside her hot black pussy. He knew he wanted to taste more of the pussy juice he had just tasted. He knew he couldn't resist the offer.
After telling the Govenor he would pass information to the guards, Darcy was called back to the office. “I have to go out for an hour” the Govenor said with a wink of his eye. Locking the door, he left Earl to enjoy his first sex since entering prison four months earlier.
Darcy told Earl to lean against the desk as she took the chair he had just vacated. She unfastened his pants, freeing his black cock which she wrapped her hand around. It was rock hard and very thick, but it was also a little too eager. No sooner had Darcy put her mouth to his dick, Earl began to shoot his load, creaming her face with the pent up load that only months in prison without sex could produce.
Of course Darcy had expected him to shoot prematurely, but she hadn't been prepared for the amount of hot sticky cum which had blasted her face. She giggled as she wiped her face with a tissue, before taking Earl's big black cock into her mouth again. She didn't want to waste a minute.
After sucking him back to erection, it was Darcy's turn to move to the desk, which she did, laying back on the desk, opening her legs to reveal she had removed her thong when she had left the room earlier.
Earl didn't have time to discuss the fact she had taken for granted that he would accept the Govenor's offer, his eyes were now firmly focussed on Darcy's pussy as his hand gripped his black cock tight, guiding it towards the black pussy before him. Who cares if he was a snitch? Earl certainly didn't if this was his reward. It wasn't snitch but snatch that occupied his mind now.
Sinking his cock into Darcy's black pussy, he savored the moment, feeling as his big black cock spread the walls of her pussy, stretching her slowly as he eased in inch after inch, until the whole of his 9 inch cock was buried inside Darcy.
Knowing their hour was ticking away fast, he began to pump his meat in and out of her tight black pussy, slowly at first, but quickly gathering speed until he was pounding Darcy as if his life depended on it. This time, he was able to last for a lot longer, but within 20 minutes of pounding his first black pussy for months, he was ready to cum again.
Pulling his cock from inside her, he leaned over Darcy and began to stroke his dick as hard and fast as he possibly could. He lasted only a short time before he again covered Darcy in his hot seed, this time, spraying her mound and stomach with his second load of cum.
As Darcy cleaned herself up, they both knew that they didn't have time for more sex. They also both knew that this would not be the last time it happened, as long as Earl could feed the information required to the authorities. Darcy kissed his head as the knock on the door brought them to their senses before the Govenor entered, sending Darcy on her way, before Earl was returned to his cell.
Being a black man in prison wouldn't be so bad if he could screw Darcy on a regular basis he thought to himself as he began to think about how he could get the information required to get him his next taste of Darcy's hot black pussy.
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