"Jules and Leigh": A Chapter from "Behind Bars"

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Jules and Leigh

A Chapter from

"Behind Bars"
A Post Apocalyptic Story

This 1x1 begins here
in the parent thread.

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Just out of the shower, a still mostly naked Leigh Evans was just dressing when she heard Corrections Officer Hairy Harvey Lewis announce that the Casino Field Trip team had just driven through the gate.

"All Resident's not engaged in vital activities are asked to assemble at the Loading Docks to unload the vehicles," the former CO and current Security Chief announced. He added, "In case you're thinking Hell, I'll just let someone else do the work, just think of all the goodies that might be comin' in ... you lazy fucks."

Leigh didn't have to be urged to make her way to the off load. She had needs that she hoped would be filled by what she might find coming off the five vehicles.

Unlike Harvey -- who'd gotten a call from Charlie on the radio earlier during the team's return -- Leigh wasn't aware that the autos were also carrying two of the team's three dead.

She was at the docks even before the first of the two One-Ton trucks backed up; the two SUVs and the mini-bus stopped nearby, and people began bailing out of them with their hands filled with backpacks and bags. Leigh smiled at the thought of all the useful things they'd brought home with them.

The Farmhand and Stock Handler caught sight of Jules Barker, and once he was near, she approached him casually. Leigh had only briefly spoken with Jules in the Dining Hall a couple of times, but she'd heard he was the kind of man who could get you things that the other procurer of contraband, Lou Edwards, was less enthusiastic about obtaining.

She made her way inconspicuously to Jules's side, and when he turned and started at the nearness of her, Leigh smiled flirtatiously, asking, "Things went well?"

She let him answer, then -- looking at his backpacks -- stepped a bit closer and asked with a seductive tone, "Find anything that might interest me?"

Leigh glanced beyond Jules to find Atlas Alder giving her a strange look. She didn't recognize it as jealousy, as -- while she knew he was gay as fuck -- she didn't know that Jules had his own peculiar sexual preferences that might suit Atlas for his needs.

"Can I help you with something?" Leigh asked Atlas in a tone that was soft and sweet and yet still somehow said Fuck off you queer. The 26 year old wasn't really homophobic, of course; she simply didn't like Atlas Alder because he was so ... odd, in her opinion.

When Alder went back to helping with the unload, Leigh moved even closer to Jules until there were only inches between his body and her generous bosom. She licked her lips in a way that could only be called erotic, gave him a flirty smile, and said in barely above a whisper, "You should consider stopping by my new place in B-Wing. Maria let me pick out some things scavenged from the cabins. I got it decorated real pretty like. I think you'd like it. I got a new mattress, too. It's comfy."

Again, she looked at the containers in which he was carrying his booty. She smiled to him again, hinting, "You should bring your backpacks, too."

She knew that if he came for a visit, Jules wouldn't bring everything he'd gleaned from the Casino. But she hoped he would bring something a girl like her might like. Giving him a soft pat on the chest with an open hand, Leigh picked up a bag of loot and carried it to A-Wing, making sure that Jules got a look at her full, swinging ass as she left.
 
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OOC: I am an aegosexual/asexual and Jules, the character I am writing, is a cupiosexual/asexual. We are both part of the asexual spectrum that can find some sexual ideas and activities very arousing and can be turned on by said ideas and activities, but we're still different sexualities and I'm writing Jules from an aegosexual lens because that's what I know. As such, this is not really a good translation of what this kind of sexuality is. PS. So, well duh! Don't use a fun RP sex thread to learn more about different sexualities.:rolleyes:

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Jules and Atlas got off from the mini bus and soon countless people were gathered around to pick up all the bits of goodies that had been obtained. Crates were carried along and some people tried to sneak off with this and that. It was a thief's dream. Jules knew it was his golden chance to make up for only getting chips at the casino.

But as Leigh approached, he knew it would have to wait a little. Leigh stood out for Jules a bit. She had caught his eye, been like a nice looking sun set in a crimson red sky when he first saw her, but of course it had faded rather quickly, as was expected. Her slight reddish hair was still a bit charming and a very small part of him wouldn't mind putting his fingers through said hair, but that was really the full extent. Still, for Jules, that was a lot.

When they talked Jules did think that she could maybe be a good mark for his merchandise, but she also seemed to be a bit to smart to be suckered to much. He had put her in the maybe bin and as such hadn't thought about her to much after that.

She approached him and quickly asked how things had went, clearly wanting some of his products.

"It went as well as it could. I kind of need to sort out everything I got though," Jules said. He of course only had the chips and would have to work a bit to get anything else, but it would look pretty bad to a potential client for them to know that.

Leigh then got a bit closer and asked, "Find anything that might interest me?"

"Matters your interests, anything specific you like?" Jules responded.

"Can I help you with something?" Leigh asked Atlas, and only then did Jules pick up on the look Atlas was giving Leigh.

Atlas had been looking at Leigh like she had robbed him a bit and then it sunk in for Jules, oh, Leigh wasn't just trying to get drugs from him, she was flirting with him too.

Atlas backed away, not wanting to start anything. After all, Jules and Atlas weren't any sort of an item, so how could Atlas fight for him? Plus, Atlas had only dated very little, he had been well in the closet as gay before he went behind bars, his parents expecting him to be an upstanding, high paid, well respected man. Such strict mindsets didn't really lead to the best self respect. As such, Atlas pulled back and went back to working on unloading items.

Leigh got closer to Jules, as close as she could really without touching him. She started to whisper to him, "You should consider stopping by my new place in B-Wing. Maria let me pick out some things scavenged from the cabins. I got it decorated real pretty like. I think you'd like it. I got a new mattress, too. It's comfy."

Ya, Leigh was flirting with Jules. Jules still remembered the taste of Atlas kind lips, his body pressed close to Jules, them being intertangled. The heightened feelings from their lives being on edge, and now Leigh was talking about a mattress that she felt would be comfy enough for some fun business. The idea of sex itself started to percolate inside of Jules. His body wanted to fuck right now and it didn't really care how much Jules might be into anyone. Typically masturbation worked pretty well for this, but sex could be a lot more enjoyable sometimes. Jules could feel himself get a little hard and a bit light headed.

Leigh then picked up a bag of loot and was on her way.

Jules was left standing there for a moment, then it clicked in on him that Atlas was still busy carrying items. Jules went to lend him a hand.

Atlas was at this point carrying a very large crate with him, Jules quickly grabbed it by its sides and the two of them started moving the thing into the prison. Jules would have to come back to grab something. He felt like he should check on Atlas, make sure the man didn't feel like snitching on him.

"Looks like somebody likes you," Atlas said once they were a bit alone, walking the hallways.

"I suppose," Jules said back, trying to make light of it.

"She couldn't have made herself more clear."

"I think she just wants some of my stash and she's used to using her body to get things," Jules lied a little, though he was sure that was true to an extent.

"Well, after you're done carrying stuff out a bit, do you want to hang out a little?" Atlas said, the shyness just coming off of him.

Jules body felt like sleeping around, he could do it with Atlas, or he could try his luck with Leigh. If he did it with Atlas though, that would mean it could come out that he was queer. Jules still didn't know what he was and he much rather not come out as whatever the crap he was in a prison full of ex inmates that wouldn't give a second thought to doing a hate crime. Atlas was risky, not to mention that Atlas knew about Owen's death. He was not a safe sexual partner in anyway. So, Jules knew he would have to let the man down easy and as such he tried his best.

"Atlas, I'm really grateful for what you've done, but I'm just, I'm not really into guys," this was a true statement, but Jules was sure leaving out a lot of information.

"You should tell that to your lips and hands," Atlas said back.

"Okay, maybe I like you a bit, but I'm not sure how much I'm up to this. Can we put like a pin in this and see how I feel later," there, that was a good way to avoid the problem and not do anything about it.

"If you want to play hard to get you can, but know, I don't really feel up to being toyed with."

"No toying, honest," Jules said, still lying.

After that, they reached Atlas cell. Jules helped him unpack and then went back to see what he could get from the rest of the items being unloaded. He would be meeting up with Leigh in her cell, he would see about brining some stuff with himself so it looked like he got something of value at the casino, and he would see about fucking her if she wanted to. His body needed something right about now.
 
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As Jules was wandering about the A-Wing inventory looking for something to tempt Leigh, Charlie came walking in to take a look at the stash. She'd seen a lot of stuff walking off between the docks and here, but to be honest, so long as it wasn't food, water, entire cases of booze, and other stuff that was more community in nature, or as long as it didn't look as if two or more people were going to start fighting over it, she didn't really care.

She spoke to some of the individuals that had specific needs: sexy clothes for Maria's girls, food for Steven's pantry, meds for Doc's Infirmary, and so on.

Then she came across Jules, who seemed to be focusing on female items. Jokingly, she asked, "I didn't realize you were a cross-dresser. Or ... could you be shopping for one of our pretties?"

(OOC: A little bit of this is repeated and expanded upon in the IC thread. This moment in time is a couple of hours before the visitors at the gate, btw.)
 
Jules got back to the massive amounts of inventory being unloaded. He thankfully still had time to get something. As he hurriedly looked around his eyes caught a small set of purposely tantalizing red panties, but before Jules could grab them Charlie came close to his side.

"I didn't realize you were a cross-dresser. Or ... could you be shopping for one of our pretties?" she joked.

"Oh, someone has caught my eye and I felt like impressing them, but I'm not sure if they have any plans on working in your brothel," Jules stated. Of course, he wouldn't mind at all if a partner he did have worked at such a place.

Jules eyes then shifted to a set of relaxing, scented candles. That maybe a bit more fitting for a first time cell visit and it would help Leigh make her cell even more her own. He picked them up and grabbed a package of bath bombs beside them. Both were of high quality and listed off a large selection of different types of smells within them, promising to get rid of any stress the user may have.

"Tell me, would a fine lady take kindly to these?" Jules asked Charlie.
 
"Oh, someone has caught my eye, and I felt like impressing them," Jules responded to Charlie's inquiry of his reasons for buying girly things, "but I'm not sure if they have any plans on working in your brothel."

"Well, depending upon who this person is," Charlie said, "I might have some influence with Madam Maria in making her more available to you."

Of course, the woman in question, Leigh Evans, had no interest in being a brothel whore, even if she was seemingly willing to whore herself to Jules for some valuable goodies.

"Tell me, would a fine lady take kindly to these?" Jules asked about the scented candles and bath bombs.

"A fine lady?" Charlie inquired with a widening smile. Her mind searched for who that might be. Considering what she did and didn't know about Jules, would Charlie have the slightest idea of what he considered to be fine? "Yes, I think any lady, fine or not, would be overjoyed with those."

Charlie took a moment to pick out some other items from the treasure trove of items scavenged from the Victoria's Secret and two other Casino boutiques. She put them inside a shopping bag from which its contents had been dumped and handed them to Jules.

"I think this will go over very well, Jules," she told him.

She studied him for a moment, remembering that night when she'd visited him in his jail cell. Charlie had studied the scar with the soft touch of her fingers turning his head this way and that. She hadn't hit on him per se, but she'd given Jules the opportunity to make a move on her. He'd passed.

I wonder just who this special woman is in whom he as taken an interest, more than he had me? she couldn't help but wonder now. "For a bath bomb, you'll need a bath tub, Jules. The Deputy Warden's quarters, down the hall from my own, has a bath tub. It's not the Four Seasons, but it's comfortable ... and private. If you wish to use it for a night, the code to get through the Block Gate and then the Administration Building door for that section are both 3-3-9."

She gave him a final smile and went off to tend to the questions, comments, concerns, and delights of others. Charlie still didn't know that Leigh was the target of Jules's interest, nor did she know that if Jules asked Leigh to accompany him to the Dee-Dub's quarters, she would willing offer her hand and tell him, "Lead the way."
 
Charlie put a shopping bag full of goodies onto the scented candles and bath bombs that Jules had already grabbed. The bag was pretty stuffed with some well fitting, sexy, lingerie. A red set for someone of the smaller size and a white set for someone of a bit of a fuller body. It also had a box of condoms, which Jules was happy to have, some chocolates, a large piece of chocolate made to be like a wine bottle with liquor inside, some message oils with fine scents and even a bit of lube.

Jules gave the bag a good peak and felt a bit complemented to know that Charlie was trying to help him out to this level. This was quite a treasure trove now and would at least very much impress the Leigh. Then Charlie decided to give Jules a home run.

"For a bath bomb, you'll need a bath tub, Jules. The Deputy Warden's quarters, down the hall from my own, has a bath tub. It's not the Four Seasons, but it's comfortable ... and private. If you wish to use it for a night, the code to get through the Block Gate and then the Administration Building door for that section are both 3-3-9."
Charlie pointed out.

Jules had to smile back, "you're going to win this woman's heart over before I ever can."

With that Charlie gave him a smile and was on her way. Jules felt pretty lucky, he was still in Charlie's good graces and had gotten everything he could have wanted. He went to his cell, dropped off his casino chips in his bag and the many gifts he had for Leigh. He then searched through his mattress. Very luckily he found one last thing of drugs. Pretty strong stuff actually. He stuffed it down his back pocket. It was well known that Jules was a drug pusher and Leigh may actually want the brand of items he was actually known for so he had to bring it with him.

After that he went for a bit to the party happening in the courtyard. He had some of the roasted pig, chatted up a few people there, and enjoyed himself a bit. After that he went back to his cell, picked up all of the gifts for Leigh, left his casino coins behind of course, he wished he could hide them better but for now he would just have to hope for the best, and then he went straight to Leigh's cell.

He quickly jogged over there, showing up a bit later then he may have wanted, but well prepared for a good evening. He knocked on the side of her cell.

"Special delivery," Jules said with a smile.
 
Jules thanked Charlie, "You're going to win this woman's heart over before I ever can."

She smiled, her always lustful brain instantly and without urging imaging her, Jules, and this mystery woman in her larger-than-prison-normal bed, naked and pleasing each other in a variety of ways. Had she known the woman was Leigh or that Leigh was very flexible with whom she got naked, Charlie might very well have asked Jules to bring his lust interest to her tub, not the DeeDub's.

"I'm glad I can help," was all she said before departing. She nearly reminded him that he owed her intelligence, but she knew he would supply that when the time came.

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(OOC: Leigh is not exposing herself as in the image below.)


"Special delivery."

Leigh's heart leaped with joy at the sound and sight of Jules at her door. She leaped as well, jumping from her bed and crossing the short length of her cell to throw her arms around his body. She didn't hold back on the pressure of her breasts and groin against him.

She was wearing -- from bottom to top -- a pair of ankle socks, gym shorts, and a button up shirt that was unbuttoned entirely and with its tails tied in a knot between tits and belly button. The outfit readily showed off the curves of her crotch and ass and boosted her Double Dees up and in to an impressive degree.

Leigh was hoping that the look and embrace would further reassure Jules that if his goodies offering was sufficient, he was leaving here with his saliva and/or pussy juice coating his cock and balls.

"I'm happy you came," she said, pulling him inside by both hands. She returned to the cell door and threw it shut; the lock clicked. Not realizing that the Warden had done it for anyone who'd asked, Leigh told Jules, "Charlie rigged my door from her little remote thingy so that I can lock and unlock it at will from the inside. No one can get in ... and if you're nice to me, I just might let you out ... later, of course."

Leigh pulled a colorful piece of cloth down over the door's viewing window to serve as a shade. She smiled. "We're all alone."

She bounded over to him, looking to the backpack. Excitedly, she asked, "What'd you bring me?"
 
Leigh hugged Jules tightly, her body pulling in close to his, his cock getting a bit harder from the friction. Her embrace was warm and enveloping. As she pulled back Jules got a look at her outfit and could tell she was trying to impress him.

He, himself, had dressed up in one of his better tank tops, a dark blue colour, with well fitting brown jeans that did not do the best at hiding his lower bodies needs.

Leigh pulled him into the cell and closed the bars on him, pointing out in very seductive words that she wouldn't be letting him out till later. She then covered the bars with a fine bit of cloth, hiding them from any unwanted view, and asked him what all he had gotten her.

Jules thought about showing her the drug in his back pocket, but he would see how she responded to the other stuff first. Why give away possibly good merchandise when he didn't need to?

"I brought everything a pretty little woman like yourself could want," Jules said and handed the bag over for her to look through.

Of course the condoms were in there as well, but the two of them were well into the territory of knowing that sex was a very likely possibility.

"If you're wondering how you can use the bath bombs, I do know the codes needed to get into the deputy warden's quarters. I hear the bathtub in there is a pretty good one, big enough for possibly two people, if you wanted to go there later tonight we could," Jules said, flirting back to Leigh. He was interested now in some action, might as well let her know it.
 
Leigh's excitement at the goodies bag was more than obvious; she was like a little girl at the base of the tree on Christmas morning. She pulled one item after another out, giving it a once over review as of value to her or not, before pulling out another.

The tiny red negligee brought a giggle as Leigh held it before her plentiful bosom. "I wouldn't have fit into this at 12, let alone now."

The white version, however, got a wide smile and a question: "Someone thinks I'm a naughty girl, don't they?"

Then she laughed again as she found the condoms. She confessed, "Someone's right."

When he told her about the Deputy Warden's available bathtub, Leigh was on her feet and slipping into her prison issue shoes, saying without delay, "Oh, God, yes! I haven't had a real bath in 3 years!"

She made no qualms or comments whatsoever that Jules had very obviously insinuated that he meant to be in that tub with her. She began stuffing some of the goodies she thought they might need back into the pack -- including the negligee, the lube, and the condoms -- smiling wickedly as she told Jules, "Just in case."
 
"Just in case," Leigh said with a wicked smirk.

"Just in case indeed," Jules said slyly as he moved up to her, put his face down to hers' and kissed her softly on the lips. He made it a long, but soft kiss, giving her a moment to see how she wanted to respond to it. She tasted very sweet and the kiss was a bit intoxicating, much like it had been with Atlas, and Jules let himself sink into the feeling. He wrapped his arms around her for a moment and then slowly parted.

After that the cloth was put back up and the door was opened and the two of them were on their way. The walk to the Deputy Warden's quarters was a long one, but despite this being a walk through a mostly abandoned prison, it was an enjoyable stroll, though Jules admittedly moved pretty quickly.

As they reached the Deputy's room Jules felt it might be good to start up some small talk.

"I might be going back outside on another trip pretty soon, do you have any requests from me for then?" he said with a wink and a smile.

He took in her response and then they reached the Block Gate. Jules quickly keyed in the code and then opened the door before them. He smelled Leigh's hair for a moment, it was her most attractive element, and then kissed her shoulder lightly.

"You lead the way," he then said, motioning his hand ahead of them.
 
Leigh reacted to the kiss eagerly, parting her lips and pressing her tongue forward just enough to part his lips and feel his own tongue. She purred through much of it, wanting more and wanting it now.

But they were soon on their way, and Leigh knew there would be much more to come. When Jules asked if she needed anything more from the next trip out into the world, she giggled, reached out to caress his back just above his buttocks, and said only, "Surprise me."

She had every intention of asking for specific items, but that could wait. For now, she was simply excited to be leading them into the Deputy Warden's quarters. Jules couldn't know this, but Leigh had been here twice before. The DeeDub had been personally responsible for the GFRP, or Garden/Farm/Ranch Program, and she herself had been the Supervising Inmate.

The Senior Pig, as the man was known behind his back, had invited Leigh to his private quarters one day when the Warden was away for a conference, to discuss future plans for utilizing more acreage for staple crops: wheat, rice, corn, and other grains. To get what she wanted, she'd had to give the DeeDub what he wanted, which had been a night of often demeaning sex.

She'd been invited for an encore a few weeks later the day before the man was to sign the paperwork, and this time Walter Johnson was there as well. The two men tag teamed her for more than three hours, sometimes having her mouth and pussy both filled with their thrusting cocks.

Entering the DeeDub's place, the very first thing Leigh did was step out of her modest shoes, go to the man's recliner, and carefully stand tall in its seat. She pulled her Lycra exercise shorts down to her ankles, revealing a crotch that featured a narrow landing strip of closely pruned pubic hair.

She squatted ... and began peeing on the fine Italian leather while staring at Jules. Her piss splashed upon the surface, hitting her ankles and toes. When she was done, she acrobatically leaped off the chair and stripped away the shorts still around her ankles.

"Okay! That's done! Let's find this bathtub," she said, as if nothing untoward had taken place. "I think I need to wash my feet."
 
Leigh brought up finding the bathtub after she had taken care of herself by pissing over the deputy warden's recliner. Julies could fill in some blanks of what must had set Leigh off. He had heard a few stories about The Senior Pig and if just a few of them were true then Leigh had every right to set fire to this place if she wanted. Her naked sex was now close to Jules body and his mind was still getting a bit aroused. His body knew what was coming at this point and it was switching gears and making him quite ready to go along with it all.

He softly grabbed Leigh's ass and kissed her neck nice and slow. "Yes, let's get you all cleaned up," Jules whispered to her.

He led the way through the room and in just a few steps they did stumble across the bathroom with the wanted bathtub inside. The tub was bit smaller then expected, it would be a little cramped to try and get them both in there, very awkward, but hey, they could try.

Jules kissed Leigh's neck again softly and then walked over to the tub. He turned on the water, the thing started to slowly fill up, and then he quickly took off his shirt and tossed it aside. Next he unbuckled his pants and pulled them down. Lastly his boxers were off. His cock was doing it's proper job and was standing out. It was just a little less then seven inches and a bit plump.

Jules then stuck his hand out, "hand me a bath bomb. Let's try one of them out!"
 
Leigh just stood back and watched Jules strip in silence; she, of course, was already bared from the waist down. He was soon naked, and she smiled at his appearance; he was a well built man, and the cock dangling out before him mostly stiff was more than enough to make her happy she was sure.

"Hand me a bath bomb. Let's try one of them out!"

She gave him one of the gold ball sized bundles, and when it hit the water, it began effervescing like a giant, round Alka-Seltzer. The smell would fill the room shortly, but not before Leigh had shed her clothes and was standing there just as naked as was Jules.

She caught how the drug dealer gave her ample bosom a good stare, and smiling wide, she asked, "Would you like to fuck them?"

She found the nearby baggie of goods and pulled out the bottle of lube that had come from the Casino's Victoria's Secret shop. Popping the top, Leigh poured the thick goo between her Double Ds and rubbed it all about her cleavage and now swollen nipples until her tits glistened under the bathroom's bright lighting.

"Come on," she said, stepping into the still filling tub as she gestured waggling fingers to Jules. "Join me."

She laid down with her feet under the splashing water, then pressed her bountiful breasts together, creating a destination for Jules's now very much stiffened cock. Leigh smiled wider, again saying, "Join me."
 
The smell from the bath bomb started filling up around them. If Jules had paid for this it would have been worth a lot more then whatever the asking price was. It was a tantalizing smell if there ever was one. And while the bath was getting ready Leigh started to take off the rest of her clothing.

Jules caught a look at Leigh as she did so, he kind of glanced over her whole body for a moment, letting his eyes stop for a sec at her breasts, now revealed from her clothing. Since Jules could find his body pressed into action by kissing and want, sometimes he got a bit curious and quizzed himself.

'Are you into her now?' Jules thought.

Leigh took the lingering as a compliment and quickly asked if he wanted to fuck them. She got her hands on the lube and started poring it over her bosom. Her hands moved around the lube, feeling out her breasts, getting them nice and covered.

'I'm very much into what she's doing,' Jules mind responded.

He could feel his head go lighter, his need rise a bit. Her playing with her breasts, the activity, it was pushing gears in him.

Leigh got into the tub and pushed her large breasts together and asked Jules to join her.

"Make room!" Jules said with a smile and he pulled himself into the tub.

He moved his body over Leigh's and rested his cock in-between her large breasts and started stroking his cock back and forth through them. He knelt down at the end of one stroke and smelled the woman's inviting hair and then kissed her head softly and then he pulled himself back up, his body getting fully caught up in the moment.
 
Jules's cock only seemed to get even longer and thicker as soon as it began slipping back and forth through the crevice that was Leigh's cleavage. She pressed her bountiful boobs together even tighter, clamping down upon the man's shaft.

Repeatedly, the bulbous head of Jules's cock popped out from the compressed globes of flesh. It reminded Leigh of the little critters with burrows out in the prison's farm land, poking their heads out again and again momentarily, ensuring their safety before finally emerging to seek a meal.

"You're safe with me, Jules," Leigh promised, as if his big head was having the same thoughts as Leigh imagined his little head was. She could see in his expression and hear in his sound that the pleasure was building fast. She whispered, "Gimme a pearl necklace, Jules. Gimme something pretty to wear."
 
Jules cock started to flinch and pulse, getting ready to climax and Leigh was happy to allow Jules to do so. She openly demanded for Jules to cum on her and as such his body did as told. She was calling all the shots here.

His cock, after finishing one more stroke, and resting its tip just above her breasts, went off and shot out several strands of cum. They spilled out onto Leigh's neck and her chin. A little bit even managed to touch her lips. Jules collapsed a bit afterwards, his body coming gently down around the woman. He kissed her on the cheek softly, then the lips, tasting a bit of his own seed while doing so.

"You are a very skilled young woman. I've got to treat you out more often," Jules said, making light of their transaction of sorts.
 
Leigh's eyes had been shifting often between Jules's pleasure filled face and the cock which was the source of that pleasure. She was looking directly at the latter just as it began pulsing out its contents, splattering its load upon her. She laughed in joy as stream after stream shot outward, then smaller but still wonderful glob after glob leaking out to create a pool between her still compressed titties.

She licked at the drops of cum on her mouth and chin, not getting quite all of it. She didn't particularly like the taste of semen, but she was well aware of how seeing a woman devour his jizz caused most men great erotic joy.

"You are a very skilled young woman," Jules told him after lowering down to lay upon her. "I've got to treat you out more often."

"You do," she agreed playfully. She urged him to sit back on his haunches, then sat up a bit taller at the end of the tub. Wiping a huge glob of cum from between her now relaxed boobs, she held it out before her in offering, asking, "Do you?"

She doubted Jules would take her finger into his mouth -- even fewer men ate cum than did women -- but then she didn't know enough about the man to place a bet. Either way, either Jules would swallow it or she would, after which she would wipe up yet another serving and take it in as well.

"Trade me places," she demanded, standing to allow Jules to take her place at the tub's angled back end. She pulled the plug to begin draining out the water, telling him, "I wanna do something. You'll like it."

After he was where she'd been, Leigh turned her back to Jules and sat on the tub's bottom between his feet. She turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, then laid back into the man's arms. The water was low enough to expose her pussy, made all the more obvious to Jules by her lifting her legs and putting her feet on the tub's edges.

She scooted downward until her womanhood was directly beneath the hard streaming water, instantly causing her entire being to tense up in Jules's arms. Tilting her head to one side, Leigh gave him a long, erotic kiss that was filled with soft moans from the feeling down below.

"Pinch my nipples," she begged him after their mouths parted. "Hard! Like you're trying to squish them."
 
Leigh laughed playfully as Jules came on her. Her smile gleamed as she enjoyed herself and tried a bit to lick up the cum on her lips. She then motioned for Jules to sit back on his haunches and he did as requested. After that Leigh wiped up a rather significant amount of cum with her finger and put it towards Jules face.

"Do you?" she asked.

Jules mouth almost immediately went over her finger and he took the cum in. It was cum after all, you couldn't get more sexual then that, so Jules couldn't want anything more. He was happy to drink it up. Of course a moment later he realized that may have been a miss step. It wasn't really something a lot of straight guys would do and so far he was still playing one somewhat well.

But, Leigh had clearly suggested that and wanted that. It would be pretty odd to suggest something and then be put off by your partner being into that. So, it was a miss step, but Jules felt safe, and the cum tasted nice.

Leigh then swallowed up a finger of cum for herself and asked Jules to trade places. Jules was quick to do so. Leigh then drained out the tub, started the water running while still having said tub without it's stopper, and put her sex to the flowing water. Her feet spread out and rested on the sides of the tub and she put her body close to his and asked him to squeeze her breasts. She wanted it hard and Jules did once again as told.

"Just let me know if I'm hurting you," Jules said, kind words for him that seemed oddly out of place.

He then started to squeeze her breasts, fallowed by her nipples. He would grab the whole breast, squeeze, then bring his fingers together on the nipple, really squeeze it tight, and then even tug on them a little. He did this repeatedly, and every time he got to her nipples he squeezed a bit tighter.

The water ran over her sex and she started to be carried away by the feelings of intensity. She started to moan and grown, her breath becoming shorter and shorter, her body started to throb. And then it all over took her. She squirted out, liquid of her own coming from her pussy as her eyes rolled up in her head. She shook, the orgasm over taking her, and it went on for awhile, but at the same time Jules did not stop squeezing and toying with her breasts and nipples.

It stretched out to the point where it became clear Leigh was having multiple orgasms, one right after the other, in a string of pure pleasure. Jules obviously did not have a watch on or anything and it seemed like the pleasure just kept over taking her forever. In reality her multiple orgasms went on for five minutes and then her body relaxed and she rested into Jules hands. Only then did Jules stop playing with her breasts.

"You sure know what you want, and you never hold back on getting it," Jules whispered to Leigh.

He rested in the tub for a bit under her, just enjoying the moment.
 
Leigh smiled with delight when Jules took her fingerful of his cum into his mouth and swallowed it. She'd already believed that the man might be open to some exciting possibilities, and this was only one more tally mark on the chalk board of where their relationship might go.

Her orgasms under the stream of water were simply wondrous, the pleasure exploding through her, then again, then again. Her record for consecutive climaxes in such a fashion was somewhere between half a dozen and a dozen; she couldn't be certain, because the time that had happened, she'd very nearly passed out from the euphoria, losing all touch with reality.

She might have done just that again this day, if it weren't for the fact that the DeeDub's tub was supplied hot water not by the prison's central hot water system but by a hot water tank in a nearby closet. The fortunate thing about a separate system was you got hotter hot water; the drawback was that it was limited in quantity. After she'd come the fifth or sixth time, the hot water had gone cold, and while the pounding of the liquid upon her clit still felt wonderful, Leigh knew that the orgasms had come to an end.

Jules's clutching at her tits had certainly helped push Leigh to the heights she'd reached. She didn't know why it felt so good to have her breasts and nipples manhandled in this way, but it did. They laid together for quite a while, with Leigh holding Jules's hand tightly over her now-aching boobs. She would have bruised on them tomorrow, she knew, but it had been worth it.

"Do you have any Xanax?" she asked after a long moment of comforting silence in the now empty tub. "Oxy'? Something to mellow me out?"

Leigh shifted to look into Jules's eyes, then kissed him softly but erotically on the lips. "I want to lay with you ... sleep with you ... but I need something to ... mellow me."
 
"I did bring some drugs with me, but they wont calm you down. They're actually for the exact opposite. They speed you up. Very strong stuff. I'll see about the Xanax when next I'm out. New customers are always wanted. We can just rest here as long as it takes if you want. I got no plans till tomorrow," Jules said in response to Leigh's question about drugs.

He turned off the cold water running out of the tap, his naked body resting under hers'. He smelled her hair softly again, just wanting to help her relax.
 
Leigh was disappointed in Jules's answer, and she was beginning to shiver off and on with the coolness of the air beginning to affect her following her descent from euphoria. "I need to dry off."

She got out, toweled dry, and went to the Deputy Warden's medicine cabinet. She poked through almost two dozen variously sized bottles of pills, remarking to Jules, "Well, here's your pharmacy, Jay."

Most of them weren't mood altering drugs, which would be unfortunate for Jules's addicts, but he might be able to sell or barter some of the others to Charlie or directly to Doc Michael in exchange for something he could actually sell. She did find a bottle of Oxycontin, though, and in an instant she'd popped on into her mouth and swallowed it without the need for water.

"Let's go to bed," she said, heading out of the room, still naked. "I'm exhausted."

As she passed by the DeeDub's dresser, she picked up a framed picture of him and his family. She stared at the man who'd sexually assaulted her for a moment, then smashed it down onto the corner of the dresser, smashing the glass. She tossed the frame aside and went to the bed, crawling inside.

She knew the drug would take a while to strike her brain, of course, so if Jules had an interest in it, she was going to slip down inside the bedding, take his cock into her mouth, and suck him long and slow until he was emptying his balls once more.
 
Leigh found some Oxycontin, as well as some other drugs that would be good to Jules as a trading tool. Leigh took what she needed, requested that they go to bed, and got in under the covers.

Jules got up out of the bath tub himself and fallowed her lead. He did of course notice the broken picture frame resting on the ground, another statement against the man that used to own these quarters. Jules was never the best to comfort someone, despite his gift for gab, but it seemed that Leigh was working on her own issues and was doing as well as she could.

As Jules got into the bed with Leigh she made her indication that she was up to giving him head clear by lightly, but still aggressively, squeezing his thigh. Jules had now cum and watched his partner do the same. His body had gotten its fix as it were and his need for sexual release had gone mostly away. His gears had been changed again as it were, but he knew two things, one, he would like it if he let her do it to him, and two, she wanted it and he felt like right now that was a good enough reason.

So he encouraged Leigh to do as she wanted while he lay back in bed. It took awhile for him to get into it, but she was dedicated and did obtain her goal of making him cum a second time before the drugs kicked in. It did turn out that his judgment was a good call, as this second climax left his body shaken in a nice intensity.

Leigh drank down his cum, they both had enjoyed themselves, and then they fell asleep in bed, resting peacefully.
 
Leigh had always been good at given head, and men liked the fact that she could often take most of their length -- depending on that length, of course -- because she could control her gag reflex like a pro. She scooted down the bed, pushing the sheet and blanket down to Jules's lower legs, then rolled him to his side to gain access to him from her own side. She supported herself on her lower arm's elbow and grasped the man's butt cheek with the hand of the other arm.

And she went to work...

She never hurried a blowjob: Leigh had learned long ago that a man's orgasm was far more explosive if she took her time, and even those times when they anxiously and desperately begged her to finish them off, she rarely did so. She did the same with Jules. She licked and kissed his cock and fondled it and his balls for several minutes before finally beginning a very consistent but relatively slow in and out of his head, then most of his shaft, then all of it until finally the pleasure peaked and he filled her mouth with his jizz.

Leigh swallowed every drop, even milking his shaft until there was nothing more to escape from it. But that time, the Oxy had begun to seriously affect her, and no sooner had she moved up into arms then she was blissfully sound asleep.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!​

Leigh hadn't slept so soundly in forever, and the only reason she'd even woke up at all was that her empty stomach had rolled over. She hadn't eaten much at the Casino Feast, and now -- after slipping out of the bed to mill about the quarters' kitchenette -- she was sitting naked on a stool eating crackers and drinking water because all the drinks had been scavenged for meals in the Dining Hall.

"I enjoyed last night," she told Jules between crunches. It was all she said, other than, "Cracker?"
 
Jules accepted the cracker.

"Thanks. I need to get my energy back from last night," Jules said with a smile and then ate down the treat.

Jules knew though they should be getting a proper breakfast. It would be served at 8 AM in the main cafeteria, right now it was 7:20. Jules wasn't sure if this was one night stand territory or not. He wasn't sure if Leigh wanted to eat with him or not. Of course she would likely be going that way anyways so he might as well offer.

But the issue was of course what would happen if Atlas was there? Likely nothing good. He didn't expect the man to make any kind of scene, but he could do something brash later on. But then again, Atlas was bound to hear about all this at some point. Jules would have to nip it in the butt sooner or later. So, he did the sensible thing and put the entire issue on Leigh's shoulders.

"You feel like breakfast in the cafeteria?" Jules asked, not really knowing what response he was hoping for.
 
Still naked, Leigh studied Jules -- also naked -- as they shared the sleeve of plain saltines.

"You feel like breakfast in the cafeteria?" he asked wondering about what came next between them.

"No, thanks," she said softly. She smiled sweetly to the man who'd empty his cock on her titties, then into her mouth. "I don't want to offend you, Jules, but ... hey, last night was fantastic, and I really needed it."

The irony of it all, of course, was that Leigh had caused her own orgasm, letting the water from the bathtub nozzle splash upon her clit and lips until her entire body exploded in ecstasy. But Leigh didn't care that it wasn't Jules's cock, mouth, or fingers that had done her in; all she cared about was that he'd been part of it all.

"I'm not really a ... how do I put this ... girlfriend-boyfriend kind of girl," she explained, her tone lacking any sort of criticism of him because -- simply -- she had no criticism of him to share. "I want to do this again with you, or ... something similar ... you know ... sex ... whatever you want to do, whatever gets you off."

She chomped another cracker, then asked bluntly, "What about that Atlas guy. He seemed pretty into you last night at the unload. You didn't see his face, but it was a Hey, girl, get away from my man look. If you're into men, you know ... I could probably get into watching something like that."
 
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