tagInterracial LoveThe Wall: Sara's Story

The Wall: Sara's Story

byjthserra©

(Continued from "The Wall" posted in Illustrated Stories)

The Wall (Sara’s Story)

After watching her husband, Ray, walk away escorted by the prison guard, Sara sat in the chair for a few moments trying to regain her composure. Besides feeling the sadness of missing Ray once again, she still felt some of the exhilaration of masturbating and coming in front of him, while he made himself come, she also felt a deep longing to touch him, hold him and feel him inside her. Happy as she was to see him each month, she wanted more; she wanted something she couldn’t have.

Standing up from the chair and arranging her skirt to be sure it covered her bare ass, she slowly walked back toward the visitor intake area. Glancing around as she walked she noticed another impromptu sex show in a visiting booth in the corner. Not as discreet as Sara and Ray had been, this woman had her legs spread wide with her heels resting on the half wall between her and the man.

Knowing exactly what that woman felt, she wished she had the guts to be so bold. It would take some time before she was ready for that level of exhibition, by that time she hoped Ray would be out.

Sara stood patiently at the exit door waiting for the buzz of the electric lock. Once the door opened, she would step into a small anteroom before being buzzed into the sign out area. In the anteroom a guard would check her purse and then intercom that she was ready to exit. Checking out was much easier that checking in, where they did a complete and intrusive search of each visitor.

The first few times she came without panties, she was a bit embarrassed, but apparently it was a fairly common occurrence and the female guards just took a peek and shuffled them along, at least they had some compassion for women like her.

Hearing the familiar buzz, Sara opened the door, stepped up and entered the anteroom, handing her purse to the guard behind the table she looked back into the visiting area. Leaning a little she could see the woman who spread her legs waving good-bye to her man.

“Here you go,” she heard the guard say.

She took her purse and turned toward the second door, without looking at him, pausing for a moment, she said quietly, “Thank you.”

“You are very welcome,” came the man’s response. Instead of using the intercom, the guard continued, “I watched you in there.”

Afraid to respond, afraid to move Sara stood still, closing her eyes. She just knew the next words would be that the guard was turning her and Ray in. They could do that and the visitation would be canceled. Sara couldn’t bear that.

“If you want, I can help you.”

“Help me?” Sara said to herself. What was he talking about?

“I can give you what you need, just park your car at the back of the lot. I get off in an hour and can come see you.”

Figuring out what he was talking about, she quickly spun in indignation and suddenly found herself facing the guard’s broad chest. She stood just inches from him, so close she could smell him, his faint sweaty smell from beneath his cologne. She gasped, backing quickly away.

“I won’t hurt you,” he said. “If you want to, I will come see you, if not, just drive away. I won’t tell anyone what you were doing, hell, everyone knows what happens there, you won’t get in trouble. But if you want, I can help you.”

Leaning against the door, Sara shuddered, still terrified.

“I won’t hurt you, in fact I am a very gentle man.”

“I would like to leave now,” she said as if he had said nothing.

“Okay,” he said, reaching for the intercom button. “One female for sign out.”

The door buzzed and Sara quickly stepped through it. She quickly grabbed the pen, signed herself out and walked out the glass entry door. She felt a tear roll down her cheek as she walked to her car.

A light breeze rolled in and she quickly grabbed her skirt to avoid exposing herself. Catching her skirt, she felt the cool air billow over her bare ass and pussy. The feeling was invigorating, and as she reached her car, rather than pull on the panties she left on the front seat, she slipped into the seat and closed the door. Feeling the rough textured fabric slide beneath her ass she closed her eyes and rested her head on the steering wheel.

Recalling the scent of the tall, black guard, she let herself envision what it might be like to be touched again, to be kissed, to be filled in that way she wanted so badly now. Gritting her teeth, she started her car, ready to back out and head home, but instead of putting the car in reverse, she slipped it into drive. Passing through the empty parking place in front of her, she drove to the far back of the parking lot and parked.

The windows were rolled down and the continuing cool breeze kept her comfortable as she sat, trembling in anticipation. She was afraid, but in spite of her orgasm less than an hour ago, she felt horny.

She watched in the mirror as people walked into the visitor intake and the later, came walking out. After a while, she saw several guards arrive and walk in a different door, within a few minutes several different guards came out of that door and headed to their cars. After most had driven off, she was about to start her car and leave, when she saw the tall black man step through the door. He scanned the parking lot and spotting her car, he smiled and then casually walked her way.

Sara fought to remain calm while part of her was screaming to run and another part of her was aching to feel his large, black hands touch her. Breathing deeply she smiled as he leaned is head in the passenger window.

“Hi, I’m glad you waited,” he said softly.

“I ugh… I’m not sure…”

“Shhh, it’s okay. If you don’t want me to get in, I’ll just stand here.

“Ah, no, come on inside,” she said, trying to hide the tremble in her voice.

He opened the door and slipped inside, closing it gently behind him. He turned toward her and reached out a hand, “I’m Albert, but call me Al.”

She shook his hand and mumbled, “I’m Sara.”

“Sara?”

She nodded.

“Sara, you are a beautiful woman.”

“Thank you Al,” she replied with a smile.

“You know, earlier, when I said I watched you… I ah, I didn’t mean I watched everything. While I made my rounds, I caught just a glimpse and then moved away.”

”So you didn’t…”

“See it all? No, no, I just saw what you were doing, but that was all.”

They both stopped talking, trapped in an awkward silence, each wanting the other, but stuck, frozen in some odd combination of emotions. She stared into his eyes, reached for his large hand and guided it to her breast.

Feeling his fingers slowly, but gently close over her soft breast ignited her and she moved her face to his, crashing in a kiss. Her tongue slipped between his lips, coaxing his tongue to enter her. Driving her tongue from his mouth, he drove his tongue into her, exploring her mouth as his hot, wet breath covered her.

She urgently reached for his belt and unfastened it, then fumbled at his zipper. Helping her, he pulled his cock out just to have it disappear into her mouth. He leaned back, savoring the sight of his dark member slipping into her mouth.

Smaller than her husband’s cock, Sara enjoyed wrapping her lips over the head and sliding them down nearly the length of his shaft. The bitter taste of his pre-cum was much stronger than her husband’s, but the strong taste excited her even more as her head bobbed up and down.

Worried he might come too soon at Sara’s oral manipulations, Al reached for her ass and urged her toward him. Following his lead, she removed her mouth from his glistening black rod and kick a leg over his lap. He watched as she lowered her white pussy over him, greedily swallowing his entire length.

Feeling his cock slide up inside her, Sara groaned at the incredible sensation. She pressed down on him with all her weight, taking him as deep as she could inside him. She paused, feeling him fill her so wonderfully. She gazed in his eyes, kissed him and then began thrusting herself up and down on him, her juices splashing as her weight crashed down upon him.

Surprised at her almost feral response, Al quickly felt himself getting close to coming. He quickly tried to look out of the car window to distract himself when he felt her grab him and squeeze him tight, holding his cock deep inside her as she ground her clit hard against him screaming, “Oh fuck, oh fuck... fuck me, fuck me.”

Al exploded, wrapping his arms around her, pumping his white cum deep into her wet, pink folds. Her pussy clamped onto him, pulsing as if milking every drop from him. Suddenly, they relaxed; her body melting onto his, her milky white seemed to flow over his dark chocolate.

He then felt her trembling as she cried, her wet tears fell onto his shoulder and back. She sobbed for the longest time, as his cock slowly shrank and finally slipped out of her, his lap soaked in their cum.

He whispered, “Are you okay?”

“Yes, it’s just that I needed that so bad.”

“Okay, I just wanted to be sure you were okay.”

“Oh yes, I am okay… now,” she said, carefully climbing off of him. She laid her panties on her seat and carefully sat on them, not wanting to stain the seat as his cum oozed out of her.

She watched intently as Al eased his cock back into his pants, zipped up his zipper and fastened his belt. Noticing her gaze he said, “Not exactly what you expected was it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I think I disappoint a lot of the women.”

“Disappoint? How could you…”

“Many of the women, white women especially, expect a bit more.”

“Oh you mean…”

“Yes, it seems they expect something larger than normal,” he replied with a smile.

“To be honest, I kind of liked it smaller.”

“Smaller?”

“Than my husband’s. Small was nice.”

“Well I am glad,” he said looking in the mirror at the parking lot behind them. “I better be going I think.”

“Okay,” she whispered, leaning to kiss him.

He opened the door, climbed outside and gently closed it. He peeked his head back in the window and said, “Good-bye.”

“Good-bye,” she said softly and just as he was about to turn, she continued, “and thank you.”

“You are most welcome, and thank you.”

“Al, will you be here next month?”

“Hmm, third Thursday? Yes, yes I will.

“Okay, I will see you then.”

“Yes, I’d like that,” he replied.

He stepped back from the car and watched her as she backed out and pulled away. Before pulling onto the roadway, Al saw her wave and he blew her a kiss.

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