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"Pointy needal, wow, I've been stabbed, beaten, there have been periods where I went weeks without food. Compared to the suffering I've been to, your just a pathetic flake of skin off of the most insuggnevigant person of all time, go away." He tried to forget all that had happened in Sweeden, espically how much shit he was in with the navy.
 
Ashley

I cautiously open the door to room seven and slowly enter. I see a very attractive man looking almost nervous, but for the most part . . . out of place.

"Hi," I offer softly. "Jason? I'm Ashley . . . How are you?" I close the door behind me and lean against it for a moment. Looking over the sexy man and noting his tented pants. I blush brightly and move quickly to sit on the nearest chair.

His eyes follow my every move and I can't help to wonder if he thinks I'm attractive. I have long blond hair and a very shapely body. The kind of body that men like to sleep with . . . Tyler did. He even used me for bragging rites. Telling his friends they would never get a hot-model-babe like me . . . He crushed my heart and then left.

I feel suddenly very sad and I look at my hands in hopes that Jason doesn't notice.
 
Patrolling Nurse

"You've been stabbed and beaten?" Okay, so the moron has hit a soft spot.

For the moment I forget about the needle in my hand and move slowly toward him, "Why?"

I sit on the edge of the bed waiting to hear his story. Chris will appreciate my effort to be . . . a "good listener" as she calls it.
 
Jason

As Chris shut the door I suddenly felt like I was in prison again. The only difference this time was that I was at the mercy of the women in the facility. But I guess I deserved that.

I took my socks off and shifted about uncomfortably as I laid on the bed. The prison jumpsuit was surprisingly comfortable and I hoped the center would provide me with a new uniform.

I couldn't sit still, the room was too empty and bare, and a single sheet on the bed wasn't enough to cover myself with. I could feel an erection growing already as the doorknob began to turn.

In walked a sexy blonde. Her smile lit up the room as she entered. Her voice was so soft and soothing, much nicer than gruff guards barking orders at me. I was too excited to speak. She stood for a moment and made her way to the folding chair in the corner. Her perkiness seemed to be a front as she sighed and looked downward.

I didn't know if I should approach her or not so I remained seated on the bed. "Ashley, we don't have to do anything if you don't want. I think Chris wants it to be your decision so if something is on your mind you can talk to me. I'm out of here in 30 days hopefully so your secrets will be safe with me." I didn't know what to do in this position. I sat indian style on the bed and patted the mattress next to me. "If you want to sit down, over here is more comfortable than that chair I'm sure."
 
"Because the people of Stockholm are as stupid as the rich ass buisness tycoons that feed on wealth. My farm in the country of Sweeden was taken from us, we wouldn't sell it. My dad had been killed in a helicopter accident, he was in the Royal Navy. My mom and I lived on the streets in Stockholm but she died of poor health, no way for us to afford medicene, I was stuck eating the crumbs out of McDonalds french fry cartons until I stumbled on an orpahange, I stayed there til 13, nobody would take me. So I joined a gang, we got in a lot of fights. I was captured by one, sort of a Prisoner of Gang War, they slashed me on the shoulder and beat me daily until the police found me. By this point I was 16, decided to follow up in my dad's footsteps and joined the navy and climbed up the ranks but after an accident that killed 3 of my men I quit, I had enough to move to America, and the rest is history."

Whatever, he thought, nobody knew is life story, and it wasn't her buisness to share it.

"The end, now excuse me I want to atleast pretend I'm asleep so I can be alone." He felt like the floor was less firm then the cot, and hell, maybe someone died in this bed, he hated this place.
 
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Ashley

"Ashley, we don't have to do anything if you don't want. I think Chris wants it to be your decision so if something is on your mind you can talk to me. I'm out of here in 30 days hopefully so your secrets will be safe with me."

I quickly look up at that, not understanding.

"If you want to sit down, over here is more comfortable than that chair I'm sure."

I watch him pat the mattress and oddly I do take him up on his offer. Not because the bed is more comfortable than the chair, but because he looks . . . safe. I sit close to him, quiet for a long moment as I slowly acclimate to his near body.

"I'm not sure what you mean . . . but . . . you are different from the others. I'm a pretty good judge of character and I'm going to say that you've gone through some trouble that you shouldn't have had to. Am I right?" I ask hopefully.
 
Patrolling Nurse

I feel like he is ignoring my attempt to be kind . . . I hate that. Like he's blown me off or something!

"God you are bitchy!" I snap and poke his ass with the hypodermic needle.
 
"I'm probably not that different from the rest of the guys here, after all I've got a raging hard on as I sit here talking to you. However you're right in assuming I was falsely accused but maybe you can teach me some things to help me avoid future problems." I said trying to smile but it was hard knowing that she pitied me. But pity pussy was still pussy. I threw my arms around her and hugged her tightly.

"Sorry, it's just been so long since I touched a woman. I almost forgot how soft and warm they are." I was talking about women as if they were an alien species but after 12 months of abstinence they seemed like it.
 
"Ow, that hurt slightly, now that you've had fun, leave." He pulled the covers over his face letting another drug he knew nothing about, possibley fatal because he might be allergic to it, lull him to sleep. He had his own problems.
 
Ashley

His smile seems forced and I wonder why . . . I am about to ask him, but suddenly I'm in a very warm, very strong embrace. At first I stiffen as if he is attacking me, but when I realize what is actually happening I relax. I even try to return the hug, but he quickly drops his hands and that makes me feel cold . . .

"Sorry, it's just been so long since I touched a woman. I almost forgot how soft and warm they are."

I stare at him for a moment, shocked to say the least. With a small shake of my head I am able to say, "I haven't been hug in a long while . . ." Great, my voice is husky and awed. A smooth way to handle things . . .

"Er . . . Jason? I want to ask you a question, but I want you to answer it honestly . . . okay?"
 
Jesse

The guards knew better than to try and sedate me. Most of them knew who my wife was but they didn't care. In their eyes I was just taxpayers dollars that paid their salaries. I sat on the bus for the long ride with just me, the driver, the guard. They wanted to send me to rehab seperately because they knew how in love Chris was with me and that she couldn't resist jumping on me after seeing me. I hoped she had got the other prisoners settled in, especially Jason, he's a good kid and he deserves to get some. I don't think the guy beat off the whole time we were in prison and he definitely was straight as an arrow. Even though Ashley had indirectly caused me to go to prison I didn't hate her. A few weeks before Chris and I were set to get married I had gotten a little too drunk and slept with Ashley. She was only 18 at the time but still lived with her parents. They decided to press charges and the jury sided with them given my troubled past. I did a few years for her. Chris knew about everything and hired Ashley at the clinic as a way to keep her friends close and her enemies closer. Now a part of me wanted revenge on Ashley but letting her be passed around the facility was punishment enough.

Once inside Shady Acres I felt like I had freedom. I knew I could walk out those doors and no one would care but I didn't want to get Chris in trouble. The security guard tried to stop me from walking through the checkpoing but I made a quick step towards him causing him to flinch before retreating back to his tiny desk.

I saw Chris leaning on the nurse's station looking at a chart. I came up behind her and squeeze both her ass cheeks roughly. "Guess who" I said in a sing-song voice. I grabbed her by the wrists and spun her around towards me. "Doc, you gotta help me, I've got these urges that I can't get rid of. Also my balls seem to be too full of cum, is there any cure for that?" I said tugging her towards room 9 where I was assigned.
 
Jason

"Sure Ashley you can ask me anything you want." I said feeling my lips quiver from the nervousness.
 
Patrolling Nurse/Jill

I roll my eyes, "Wake up, Mattias. I'm sick of your attitude. I didn't even administer the drug, I just poked you with the damned needle," I grumble hotly as I walk to the hazard container and drop the syringe into the protective box.

"Come on, Casanova!" I say walking over to his bed. "My name is Jill. Maybe a breath of fresh air will breathe life into your sorry ass," I say lightly touching his hand.
 
"Sure, it beats resting on this sorry-ass excuse for a bed." He stood and stretched his arms a bit.
 
Ashley

I don't know of any other way to ask him . . . so I just bluntly jump head first, "You . . . just want to . . . have sex with me. Don't you?" I ask nervously.
 
Jason

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to have sex with you but that doesn't mean we have to. After all you've got all the power here. It doesn't have to be sex, we could do oral, anal, you give me a handjob, I finger you, or even just a massage anything would be good for me. I admit I'm skeptical that this is a set up and might get me more jail time but I don't care, I just need some female contact to proove to myself that I still have a passion inside of me and that I know I can pleasure a woman. But I won't force you to do anything. You can leave now and lock me in here if you want, I won't hate you for it, you're just doing your job." I say reassuringly.
 
Chrisantha

I follow my husband into his room laughing delighted. I shut his door and jump into his arms, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist. I kiss him wildly with my hands threaded tightly into his hair.

"Jesse! Finally! What took you so long?" I ask tearing my mouth from his.

I feel my breasts smashed against his muscled chest and I shiver delightedly. My hips seek his blindly, rubbing his hard on through his pants. I bend my head to lick and bite on his neck.

"The doctor might have some medicine for your balls, but she's in a sticky situation. You see? I've missed my husband and his cock terribly! Fuck me, Jesse! Fast and hard!"
 
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Ashley

When put that way . . . I can't resist. I might hate myself afterward, but I am drawn toward him. He sounds like a good man and I so badly want that. I'm so sick of Jesse and Chris, even if they are my friends . . . How was I to know the bastard was married? I was lonely and he wanted me, made me feel special . . .

At least Jason isn't lying to me.

I turn my face to him and slowly press my lips to his. My hands gently framing his face as my tongue gently explores his mouth.
 
Jill

"Good," I respond dryly. I lead him out of his room and down the hall toward the fenced garden. Hopefully he would be cool down after getting some fresh air into his lungs.

The garden is a beautiful one, Chris would have it no other way. It was a large piece of land with shade trees that were strategically planted and trimmed. Nobody was going to escape out here.

However, there are no guards out here and so I'm left unprotected. Something that I'm not afraid of.
 
Jesse

Chris was like a rag doll when she wrapped her legs around my waist. "Hey babe, sorry I'm late, you know how lockdowns are." I said tearing off her nurse scrubs. The fabric shredded easily until she was in just a bra and panties. I tore those off too like a madman and hungrily slurped her soft pussy lips. Her scent smelled exactly as it did on the pair of panties I kept a few days ago. I groaned softly as I whispered "This is my fountain of youth, it's the only thing that kept me young in prison."

I didn't even want her to suck my dick I just wanted to be inside that warm pussy where I belonged. I slid inside of her moist slip and penetrated her deeper than I ever had before. I began a slow steady pounding rhythm as I told her "I'm gonna decorate your pretty face again and we'll give Jason a little more motivation to work hard on his therapy."

Her head was resting on the pillow and she was being too quiet. "Hey bitch," I said, "I can stick my dick in a hole in the joint and they just grunt and moan, when I'm with you I expect some talking.So tell me what you want and tell me where you want it" I said grabbing her chin and squeezing her lips together making them pucker.
 
Jason

As Ashley's tongue probed my mouth, I hesitantly moved my hand behind her head. Then slowly I eased it down her back and put my other hand in the same position so that I was holding her so she couldn't get away.

It'd been a very long time since I had kissed a woman, sex with my ex was just sex, no foreplay whatsoever. In some ways I was glad she was taking things slow since I didn't want to disappoint her in any way. I knew if she did decide to let me screw her I would have to give one of my all time best efforts to establish myself in the rehab center as a man on the fast track to freedom.

I could feel her bra's latch through the scrubs fabric. I unhooked her bra but was still holding her so I couldn't remove it completely. I rolled her onto her back and hovered above her taking control of the deep probing kisses. I slid my hand under her top and removed her bra. I pulled away from her mouth despite her nonverbal protests and untied her tennis shoes then removed her socks. I stood back looking at her barefoot and bra less, she looked like she was ready for bed. She seemed puzzled by my actions "Ashley, no matter what you decide, please say you'll stay with me in the bed for awhile, maybe even just for a nap. I need that normalcy of sleeping next to a woman. But first things first I" I said resuming my position of hovering above her. I began to untie the drawstring on her pants and looked to her eyes to see if there was any protest. "Let me know if I'm going too fast." I said pausing my actions.
 
"Fuck, Jesse!" I snap slapping his hand from my face. "I told you how I want it! Shall I be more specific? Your cock in my pussy, not slow and not gentle! I want you fast and hard! We can 'make love' later!"

My right hand fists into his hair and yanks his head to mine so I can kiss him again. I shudder and scream as his cock hits my cervix.

"Oh! God! Jesse, I have missed you!" I groan.

My right hand skillfully removes his shirt and I run my hands over his hard muscles. I scratch my fingernails across his stomach muscles. Undulating my hips against his. Jesse has a huge cock, he isn't lying when he says he's got balls either. My man is a man in the fullest meaning.

"Fuck me, Jesse!" I scream at him!
 
Ashley

"Let me know if I am going too fast." Those words and his wish for me to stay in his bed even if we don't have sex are all I need to decide.

"I have but one request," I tell him softly. "Don't fuck me . . . make love to me. Slow and gentle or fast and rough, I don't care, but . . . don't fuck me. I can't stand the thought of it being impersonal sex." I whisper hoarsely. I don't think he realizes how much this means to me.

"I would be more than willing to stay with you afterwards," I tell him. The truth is that I prefer it that way. If he or I walked away after just having sex I think I'd react very badly . . .
 
Jesse

I was surprised by her aggressiveness usually she was somewhat submissive but I wasn't going to deny her what she really wanted. I pressed more of weight onto her causing my cock to angle deeper into her pussy and putting extreme pressure on my balls. I couldn't take it anymore so I pulled out and flipped her over onto her stomach.

I entered her from behind and slowly picked up the pace, her matching my every thrust with her shaking hips. Her ass shaking was almost hypnotic as her walls collapsed on my cock. I couldn't stand anymore. "Roll over" I instructed her as I pulled out and put my cock in the vicinity of her tits, hands, and face, so she could chose where she wanted to jerk the cum out of my cock onto.
 
Chrisantha

He rides me like I want him too, fast and hard. I love every minute of it as he flips me onto my stomach. My moans and groans are not quite, in fact they are quite loud. I never have been a quite lay, I'm a screamer.

I am mindless with ecstasy when I hear, "Roll over." And then he pulls his cock from my pussy. I do as he says, I roll onto my back and see him offer me his cock. We usually play dirty, but I'm working and I don't want to "tidy" myself into a normal appearance.

I grab his cock lovingly and stuff it into my mouth. I deep throat his entire, long, thick, cock. He tastes just like I remember. God I love him, he's a what I've always wanted. Controlling, but he's never hit me out of anger. He hits a lot of other people, but not me. And when it comes right down to it, he's very protective of me.

I grab his balls and massage them as I suck, lick, and nibble his dick. I hear him groan and I shudder with the pleasure of that sound.
 
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