Meloni Ch 06

I woke up on Friday morning, and Meloni was still asleep. I didn't want to bother her, even though I couldn't wait to hear the end of her story. I needed to go to work anyway, so I let her sleep and left.

At noon, I checked my phone and saw there was no message from Meloni. I decided to text her to see how she was doing. She replied 30 minutes later:

DING! (Meloni) Hey honey, I just woke up. What's up?

(me) Nothing much. Did you rest well? I can't wait to hear the rest of your story.

DING! (Meloni) But honey, I have a date with Cleave tonight.

Shit! I totally forgot about that.

(me) Okay, maybe both of you can come over after dinner. I'm really excited to know what happened.

DING! (Meloni) Well, OK, maybe I can tell you while Cleave fucks me. Do you mind?

(me) Not at all.

I really needed to know all the details about what happened because I was getting messages on my phone from unknown senders. The messages were clearly meant for Meloni, and when I tried to ask who was sending them, I found out I was blocked.

Some of the messages read:

DING! (unknown sender) I want to fuck you again. When did you say you will ride on the bus? Next month? Keep me posted.

DING! (unknown sender) Hey bitch, I just filed the paperwork for Marvin. You should receive notice soon.

DING! (unknown sender) Hi Meloni, just let me know when you're back in Pensacola. You can stay at my place as long as you need.

DING! (Bus Company) Dear Meloni, welcome to our golden member program. We appreciate your loyalty and hope to see you on board again soon.

DING! (unknown sender) Thanks again for letting me relieve my stress during the trip. Hope to see you soon!

DING! (unknown sender) I signed up for all the Miami-Pensacola shifts next month. I can't wait to see you again on my bus. And remember to tip your drivers well.

There were a bunch more messages with just cock pics on them. I did not understand what was going on, so I decided to ignore the phone and concentrate on work.

When I got back home, Meloni had already left. I had dinner and waited patiently for her and Cleaver to arrive. They showed up at a quarter past eight. We all decide to cut the bullshit and go straight to bed. Cleaver was not in a rush to fuck Meloni, and he as well wanted to hear the end of the story. Apparently, Meloni told him about her trip during dinner. Once we were comfortable in bed, Meloni in the middle with me on her right and Cleaver on her left, she said:

"OK, where was I? I think it was when Marvin fucked me against the wall."

"Correct," said Clever.

"No, honey," I intervened. "You stopped yesterday right when you arrived in Pensacola."

"Hmmm, okay, I didn't realize I fell asleep at that point in the story. Cleave, my dear, you'll have to hear some parts again."

"Don't worry," said Cleaver, "I loved it. I'll enjoy hearing it again."

Meloni took a deep breath and said:

"Okay, so I took a bus to the jail. It was packed since it was rush hour in the morning and I think I do not have to go into details about how some construction workers placed their hands all over me. At least I did not have to say 'Please be gentle' to any of them which was very nice.

The last stop was the jail. I got off the bus and looked around, but I couldn't find the main entrance. So, I sat at the bus stop to check my phone. An old black lady sat next to me while she was waiting for the next bus. I asked her:

'Excuse me, do you know where the main entrance to the prison is?'

She looked me up and down, then said:

'It's on the other side.'

'Oh, thanks. Do you happen to know if that's where I need to check in for conjugal visitation?'

She stared at me with wide eyes and said:

'Well, I didn't know they let hookers in prison now. I should tell my son, he's inside. Yes, the main entrance is where you check in. How much you charge per hour?'

'Oh, no, no, I'm not a hooker. I'm just visiting my husband--well, ex-husband.'

'Sure, whatever you say, honey.'

The bus pulled up, and she hopped on board. I began strolling around the facility's perimeter. As I rounded the corner, I spotted the double fence, and the inmates tending the garden started hollering at me:

'I am going to put you on your knees blondie.'

'Want some cock? come here babe.'

'Hey get your cunt over here!'

I think they were all black guys, but I couldn't really focus on them because the sidewalk was cracked, and I didn't want my heels to trip me up.

Finally, I reached the main entrance and was asked to show my ID. Then they directed me to the search room. I waited there for about five minutes until a police officer entered and shut the door behind him.

'Hey there, I'm Officer Williams, and I'll need to do a quick search on you before you can enter the facility. Please take off your clothes.'

I quickly obeyed and asked, 'Even the shoes?'

'Nope, keep 'em on. But put your arms up over your head, palms on your nape, and spread those legs as wide as you can.'

Thank the heavens I'd been through Dr. Khoury's inspections before. It made it a lot easier to hold that position throughout the entire search."

Just then, Cleaver butted in, "Meloni, roll over to your right, hon, I want to fuck you from behind."

Meloni did and Cleaver penetrated her. Meloni gasped when she felt Cleaver's cock inside her. She made eye contact with me and she continued her story while being fucked:

"Officer Williams did a full search. He inserted his fingers on all my cavities, paying special attention to my vagina, mouth and anus. He is a strong man and I was in pain, but I did not want to ruin the visit so I endured while he did his cavities search. Next, he said:

'Loads of ladies try to sneak in things with those fake boobs, you know? Gotta check yours, make sure they're the real deal.'

So he went on and groped my boobs. He squeezed them, played and pressed hard. He slapped them really hard about twenty times each and then he said:

'I dunno, I'm kinda on the fence about it. Might hit up the prison warden, see if he's cool with it.'

He ducked out of the room, and a few minutes later, Mr. Raygar, the prison warden, strolled in.

'You Marvin's wife?' he asked.

'Yeah, ex,' I replied.

"Even better. Lean on over this desk.'

I did and he unzipped and penetrated me. He did not have a big dick, but he fucked me well while explaining that a second search of the vagina was always a good precaution to take. Mr.Raygar also mentioned he did it that way so he could check on possible temporary buttocks prostheses, and he started to slap as hard as he could on my ass while he completed the search of my vagina.

I guess he was satisfied with the search once he came inside me. He ordered me to not get dressed and wait for officer Williams and then he left.

A minute later, Officer Williams strolled in with a camera, and he was all business. He told me to get back into the same position as when he first did the cavity search. Once I was set, he started snapping away, getting shots from every angle possible. He mentioned it was for the prison records, and I couldn't help but ask:

'What's all this for the prison records?'

'We're just gonna keep these pics in Marvin's file in case anything pops up. It's just protocol, nothing to sweat about. Only the wardens and officers in the Federal Prison system will have access to them, so you're good,' he reassured me.

When he was done taking pics he said it was OK to go onto my conjugal visit. He asked me to dress so the prisoners would not see me naked crossing to the visit rooms. He stood there while I put on one summer dress I had in the bag. Marvin used to like me wearing it.

We headed to the visit room, and as we walked, some of the black inmates started yelling nasty stuff at me:

'Hey babe, bring your pussy here.'

'Let me have a turn on that cunt bitch.'

Alright, so I walked into the room, and Officer Williams was all like:

'Hey, kick back and relax. I'll go grab Marvin for ya.'

And he left. I looked around. The room was dimly lit, with flickering fluorescent lights that barely illuminated the grime-covered walls. The paint was peeling in places, revealing layers of dirt and grime that seemed to have accumulated over years. The air was thick with a musty odor, a combination of sweat, body odor, and stale air.

The small mattress in the corner of the room was covered in stains and smelled of urine. It seemed to have seen better days, with springs poking through and sagging in the middle. The bedding was torn and tattered, with suspicious-looking stains that hinted at previous visitors' activities.

The door flew open, and Marvin stormed in, slamming it behind him. Before I could even greet him, he marched over and slapped me across the face.

'You betrayed me, you bitch,' he spat. "You went looking for another man while I'm stuck in this hellhole. Well, today you're gonna start payin' for it.'

He took me by the neck and pulled me up against the wall. I could not breath and before I could react he was already inside me. He fucked me so hard I though he was going to embed me in the wall. I must've blacked out for a bit. When I came to, I was sprawled out on the floor, my cunt was dripping semen.

'Stand up' said Marvin.

I did and he kicked me hard in my cunt from behind. He grabbed my hair and brought me to the filthy bed. He sat and he placed me over him facing down. He spanked me for 30 minutes, I was in so much pain I couldn't help but cry. I screamed 'I AM SORRY!!!' several times, but all I got back was:

'Shut up whore!'

When I was not able to feel my buttlocks anymore, Marvin stopped and said:

'Are you really sorry?'

'Yes my dear!'

'Then suck me up bitch!'

I went down on my knees and started to give him a blow job. I remember the taste of his enormous cock immediately. He wanted me to perform a deepthroat, so he pushed my head hard onto his body. I needed some air so I lifted his enormous cock and buried my face under the shaft. I started to lick his saggy black balls. I realized how much I used to enjoy licking balls and decided that from that point on I should try that more often. Suddenly Marvin started to ejaculate so I moved quickly to get all the sperm he had to unload.

'Go on and get all of that protein. You will need it later, I am not done with you yet."

At that point of the story Cleaver came inside Meloni who moaned in pleasure. I wanted to fuck her, but I wanted to hear more of her slut experience in prison. Cleaver went to the bathroom and when he came back said:

"I think at some point we should review the contract I prepared for you guys. That thing about licking balls should be reflected somewhere. Also, the skinny guy on the bus was pinching your nipples and you ran away from him. I am not sure if that is breach of contract"

"Oh! Am I in trouble?" asked Meloni.

"I'm not entirely certain. I think our best bet is to reach out to a buddy of mine who's a Judge. I'll shoot him the contract so he can give it a once-over. Then, he'll probably want to grill you with a few questions in his chambers. I reckon he'll even throw in a practical test based on what's in the contract. And we'll loop in a cop pal of ours to do another practical test and jot down an evaluation of the situation. Worst-case scenario, he might slap you with some community service. But hey, no need to stress about it. Go on with your tale."

"OK" said Meloni, "Marvin seemed relaxed after I finished swallowing his cum. Somebody brought us this nasty lunch, and we just kinda choked it down. Marvin spilled about his time in the slammer, how awful the grub was, how the screws treated him, and how some dudes had him working for 'em. We plopped onto that grimy mattress, and Marvin pipes up:

'Hey, my bad if I came off harsh earlier. Got a lot of pent-up anger, you know?'

'It's all good, honey.'

We shot the breeze for hours. I spilled the beans about you, David, how you're looking out for me. Talked about my folks, spilled about the gig I landed. I dunno, but Marvin seemed way more chill come afternoon.

Still he fucked me hard three more times before the time for the visit expired.

As we said our goodbyes, he pleaded for me to return soon, and I assured him I'd make it happen. He's dead set on getting me pregnant. I didn't bring up the pills; I didn't want to dash his hopes.

Once back in the search room, no inmates caught sight of me. Officer Williams was waiting, geared up for another search.

'Alright, Meloni, you know the routine. Strip down, leave the shoes on, hands up behind your head, palms on your neck, and spread those legs like you did earlier.'

Officer Williams placed his claws over my entire body. The cavities' search was harder and longer this time. Even though he knew my boobs were real he spanked them hard, as well as he did with my buttlocks.

'You're good to go.'

'Wait, what about Mr. Raygar? Doesn't he want a second check for safety?'

'Oh, that's right. Well... err... he already went home, so... I'll do the second check myself. Go ahead to the desk and bend over.'

I did and immediately I felt his cock on my vagina. He penetrated me and he actually went really far inside me. He was doing a much proper and longer second search than Mr.Raygar. When he finished unloading, he spanked me and told me to leave the facility.

I put my dress back on, grabbed my bag, and headed out. I walked to the bus stop and waited for a while, but the bus never came. Frustrated, I decided to go back to the main entrance of the jail to ask for a cab. As I entered the parking lot, I saw an officer and caught his attention.

'Excuse me, sir.'

'Yes, what can I do for you?'

'Do you know if there's any public transportation to go downtown at this hour? I need to catch a bus to Miami.'

'Well... no, there isn't any public transportation until tomorrow. You said you're going downtown, right?'

'Yes.'

'Well, I can give you a ride in the patrol car.'

'Would you? Thank you so much!'

'OK, but since I'm still on duty, you'll have to use the back seat and I need to handcuff you. If my superiors see me giving you a ride, I could get in trouble. This way, I can always say you were a suspect, OK?'

'Sounds like a plan to me, sir.'

He then handcuffed me and opened the car door. He helped me get in by lowering my head. Once I was seated, he put the seatbelt on me, he unnecessarily groped my boobs several times with the excuse of being unable to click that old seat belt, but I let him do because that was the only way I had to go downtown... or that was what I though at the moment. On our way out of the prison parking lot, I saw several buses similar to the one I took in the morning.

'Hey, I thought there were no buses at night.'

'Hmmm... oh yeah, those are probably going to the garage which is nearby.'

The ride back to downtown wasn't on the same roads the bus took in the morning, but I didn't say a word. I guessed the bus had to take a certain route. But it was definitely taking longer, so I asked:

'Are we there yet? My bus leaves at 11 pm.'

'Don't worry, we have plenty of time.'

Then he took the mic on his radio and said:

'This is Officer Johnson calling Officers Hall, Rivera, Moore, and Thompson. Code 7279, repeat, code 7279, approaching location.'

The radio crackled, 'Received, 10 minutes to location,' and again, 'Copy that, on our way there.'

I didn't know what was going on. We entered an old, abandoned factory. Officer Johnson stopped the car and stepped out. He opened the door and ordered me to come out.

'Hey, this isn't the bus station,' I protested.

Suddenly, two patrol cars appeared, and four officers stepped out. I figured they were Officers Hall, Rivera, Moore, and Thompson. One of them talked briefly with Johnson and then came closer and said:

'Good evening, ma'am. I'm Officer Hall, and we're here to protect you and make sure you're safe until you take your bus tonight.'

'Oh! Thank you so much, sir!'

'We brought you down here to have better surveillance of your whereabouts. We won't let anybody harm you. If you don't mind, we'd like to apply the proper protection technique given the place and time we're in. Let me explain: One officer will stay with you here covering your body from potential danger while the rest will roam the perimeter to make sure no one breaks and enters this place.'

'Oh! Thank you so much sir!, I am ready to be protected. What do I need to do?'

'You just need to bend over the patrol car hood, we will do the rest. Sorry you have to remain handcuffed. Gentlemen, we will take turns... I think Johnson might want to go first. The rest come over with me to roam the area.'

Officer Johnson took me to the car. I bent over the hood and Johnson covered me. I noticed something hard in my ass, I thought it was his gun. A minute later he said:

'I think this is not safe enough. I need to make sure we are in full body contact in case someone knocks me down from behind, but I will need my hands free to protect you from a possible attack. Best thing I can do for you right now is to have my hands free and use my penis to penetrate you so I get the contact I need to protect you. Is that OK with you?'

'Oh please do sir!, I need you to make me feel safe.'

'OK, spread your legs'

I obeyed immediately because I was a little scared, but the moment he put his cock inside me I felt much better. That huge cock was really making me very secure.

I noticed he came twice inside me during the 15 minutes his shift lasted. He took his cock out and gave instructions to the next officer who came to protect me. I almost panicked while the time of changing shifts lasted, but finally Officer Hall started his duty of protecting me and I felt great again with another good cock inside my vagina.

I have to say, it was the safest hour and a quarter of my life. Moore and Thompson took the last two shifts. These Black officers did a superb job protecting me.

I kissed and thanked all of them for their hard work on me.

Officer Hall then said, 'We checked the file Officer Williams sent us today, and we know you'll come back to this area in the future. You're a 7279 code, and it's our duty to serve and protect you. So, next time you're around, we'll take care of your transportation in and out of prison. My plan is to bring more officers to help.'

'Thank you so much, sir,' I replied.

They put me back in the car, and again, that seatbelt was not cooperating. It took all five officers to click it. I think the problem was that the belt was too short and couldn't go around my chest. They pressed my boobs hard until we heard the click. Then Jonhson drove me to the bus station, uncuffed me and left."

At that point I came inside Meloni. I started to fuck her right when she mentioned Officer Hall explaining what they were going to do with her. I went to the bathroom and upon coming back I found Cleaver and Meloni kissing each other.

Back on the bed, Meloni asked Cleaver and me to grab her boobs. I groped her right one and Cleaver took care of the left one.

"Shall I continue?" Meloni asked, batting her eyelashes innocently.

"Sure!" Cleaver and I responded together, laughing at our synchronization.

"Alright then. So, I looked for my bus at the station and found it pretty quickly. The drivers were two strong, well-built Black men who helped me get on. They were super nice, like, made me feel totally safe and welcome. One pushed my ass while the other took me by my boobs and indicated where my seat was. This time I was seated in the aisle. Needless to say that all the men who passed by looking for their seats groped me, excusing themselves for losing balance. I am used to it and I do not mind at all, so I said: 'no problem, you are good' every time I had their hands on my boobs.