The Prison Teacher

I regained my composure.

"To be honest Peter I've had my reservations. If he hasn't committed to the program at this stage I fear it may be pointless for him to join the class."

I was speaking both calmly and confidently.

"Oh right," He said looking somewhat taken aback.

"I don't want to reduce my focus on the other students just to accommodate one more," I said forcefully,

"They've worked so hard and come so far that if I'm not impressed by Mr Marshall now then I'd seriously suggest he doesn't take part," I continued.

Peter looked at me for a moment. I think he was surprised that I had spoken in such a way.

"I'll make the call," He finally said.

Around ten minutes later Peter and another guard named Kyle were walking me towards the classroom.

"He's in there Megan. We'll wait here until you've finished talking to him. He's cuffed but if you need us just call," Kyle said.

As I entered the room I was met by the unmistakable sight of the orange prison suit. A large black man stood at over 6ft with a shaved head and arms like a professional wrestler. His veins popped out like he had been in the gym and they pushed past his tattoos. He smiled at me as I looked down to see the cuffs. He had a mouth full of gold teeth that reflected the light from the ceiling. He stared at me in a way that made me feel like I was a deer trapped in headlights.

"Please sit Mr Marshall," I said with a slight tremor in my voice. "I'm Megan the IT teacher."

"Mmm,"He moaned, "It sure is good to meet you teach."

He was eying me up and down and his gaze fell upon my naked legs. He licked his lips and sucked on his teeth. I felt exposed and disgusted. In my mind I was fighting him already and we had only just met.

"I'm here to make sure you're keeping up with the work," I said confidently.

"If you haven't caught up by Saturday then you'll have to miss out," I continued a little too aggressively.

His eyes narrowed and his face got harder.

"I'm trying my best Megan," He said.

Hearing him say my name made the hairs stand up on the back of my neck.

"I know. Have you managed to work through the first book?" I asked.

"Yes. I have it here for you and I'll get the next one done by Thursday if I can keep using this room," He said.

His face softened and I actually began to feel bad for him. Here he was working with no teacher like the other guys and here I was judging him by his past actions based on the opinions of others.

"That's great. I'm impressed," I said smiling, "If you finish the next book by Thursday then you can join my class."

My tone had now softened.

"You're coming back Thursday?" He asked looking surprised, "Well if you are I'll make more of an effort."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well I don't have much choice but if you are going to come back looking this good I'll have to throw on something nicer."

He was looking down at his prison uniform and laughing. I don't know why but I burst out laughing too.

"Well they do say orange is the new black," I said laughing.

I was completely unaware of how flirty I sounded. He laughed as I tried to compose myself more appropriately. I turned to leave when I heard him speak again.

"Well the view is just as good from behind," He whispered.

I turned my head stunned by what he had said. I just shock my head at him but as I walked through the door I had a smile on my face. I had nothing to worry about with Javon Marshall.

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As Thursday morning arrived I was up and dressed while James remained in bed. I emerged from the bathroom just in time to see him stirring from his sleep.

"Good morning," I said with all the morning cheer I could muster.

"Morning baby," He replied through his yawns.

As he rose and stretched his arms he let out another long yawn and spoke

"Oh by the way I'll be going away this weekend."

"WHAT," I said raising my voice.

"Yeah it was decided last night. You were already asleep when I took the call."

"It's a bit short notice James that's all."

I lowered my voice but I made no effort to disguise my disappointment.

James continued to tell me that whilst he was in Arizona an opportunity arose where he might be able to interview an infamous serial killer. It was touch and go but the governor of the facility where the killer is being held was at the conference and James was able to convince him to allow it.

"It was all last minute Megan, hence me only finding out last night."

I knew it was a great opportunity for him but I was annoyed. I had two prison visits to make this week and would have loved a bit more support, or feigned interest at the least. I shook it off and left for my meeting.

The meeting with Javon was the same as before. He seemed disappointed in my conservative choice of clothes. He made a comment like it was easier to learn with such a cute teacher. I mean it was all innocent stuff but hardly the words of a charming seducer. As Javon worked through his book my thoughts drifted to the woman he seduced. She must have been pretty desperate or just got off on the idea that he was a convict. I didn't quite know what convinced Michelle Miller to enter into an affair with Javon but I did know she lost everything. I wouldn't be that stupid.

For the next hour or so I worked with Javon on some pretty basic IT work like data input and software that would be useful in work on the outside. I was very pleased with his progress and talked him through what was needed before Saturday. I left feeling confident about him joining my class but also secure in the knowledge that yes he was a convict, but a smooth talking seducer, no not really.

That night James and I had dinner reservations. It was a nice evening and when we returned home we had sex. I spoke dirty to him again and like before he came too early. I decided not to make an issue out of it so we cuddled and dropped off to sleep.

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The next evening I was alone. James had left for Arizona and I was flicking through a magazine at the kitchen table. My phone began to ring. It was Audrey. 'Shit' I thought 'Does she know about last week?'

"H...Hello," I answered tentatively.

"Hey girl, we haven't seen or heard from you in a while, everything ok?"

I was not used to Audrey calling me let alone having any interest in my life.

"Just busy with the end of school and my new job in the prison," I replied.

"Oh yes, you get to work with a room full of bad boys, I'm so jealous," She said laughing.

"Behave yourself," I added laughing too.

Audrey talked to me about making plans on Saturday with the girls. Just dinner as she was heading out with work colleagues tonight and would probably end up drunk.

"Sounds good," I said, "I'm all alone this weekend so the company will be good."

We agreed on a restaurant and our call was ended.

I poured myself a glass of wine, well who else would pour it right. I made myself comfortable on the sofa and relaxed. I actually enjoyed the peace and quiet. There was a reality show playing on the television so I switched over to one of those documentary channels and began watching a show called 'Interview with a killer', I felt like I was getting obsessed but nonetheless I watched imagining James as the interviewer. When the show finished I decided to mark Javon's workbook before tomorrow.

I pulled the book out of my bag and returned to the sofa. I couldn't be bothered to go through it all as the latest glass of pinot grigio was having an effect on my ability to read. In fact in my current state I couldn't really care less if he passed the class or not. I doubt he would be employed anywhere involving computers anyway.

I flicked through the work and was actually impressed. Maybe he wasn't as stupid as his rap sheet would suggest. I reached the end of the book and gave it a tick. I was about to drop the book on the floor when I noticed something tucked in the back. On investigation it turned out to be a white paper napkin with writing on it. As I started to read my stomach dropped and my heart began to beat rapidly. It read:

I dreamed about you last night teach. Those creamy white legs. You made a brotha hard as rock with your cock teasing ass. I bet your pussy has never been filled by a black cock. I can only imagine wot your pussy tastes like. I wanna eat it and make you cum and scream... MMMMM...I wanna fuck you so good baby...

My head was spinning as I continued reading. My hands were shaking but that familiar ache was not hitting between my legs. I realised my nipples were rock hard and hurting. My body was betraying me again as I felt revulsion and disrespect, yet here I was stroking my belly in small circles and moving my hand lower to my pelvic area. I was getting aroused by this disgusting message. I read on:

...I wanna put my cock deep in your pussy... I wanna see you shake that little white ass over my black shaft as I fill your little hole. I bet stuk up gals like you need filling up with a real man I wanna empty my nut in your pussy...You wont ressist me, you will not say no to my demmands. Bitches like you make me so hot baby...

Even through his atrocious grammar my arousal was now fully heightened. Through my panties I was soaking wet and my clit was pushing through its hood. One hand was squeezing my nipples sending bolts of electricity through my body and the other hand was vigorously rubbing my pussy. My head was spinning.

"Urgh...urgh...URGH...FUUUCK."

I screamed as I came with a violent shaking of my hips. My legs fell weak as I kicked them out, my toes curling and my hips up off the sofa. I remained like this for about 30 seconds before finally falling back into my seat.

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I was very apprehensive the next day in class waiting for the students to enter. On the drive to the prison I tried my best to put the note and the things Javon wrote to the back of my mind. I knew I needed to be calm and composed and decided I could just pretend that I never even read it.

"Morning Mrs Daniels," Nicolas said shuffling in and sitting down.

"Morning teach," Justin said.

The rest of the class were nodding and smiling as they made their way to their seats. Javon was the last to enter and my heart skipped a beat. Inside I was on fire but externally I just smiled. He found a seat at the back of the room.

"Good morning everyone, we have a new student joining us. He's worked hard to keep up so we'll not have to slow down our progress for him."

I spoke assertively whilst looking him straight in the eyes as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair. I was on top.

The lesson was flowing nicely and the guys were all focused on their screens when I caught Javon looking me up and down. As our eyes met he licked his lips suggestively. I just ignored him but he then moved in his seat and opened up his legs. He placed a hand on his crotch and rubbed himself. All the while he had a sadistic grin on his face. I turned back to look for Bobby who was sat in the corner reading. As I turned back Javon had resumed his position and was focused on the screen in front of him.

At the end of class the students left as I handed them back their marked books and handed them new workbooks for the next lesson. As Javon approached me I walked around my desk to give myself a barrier between us. He smiled at me knowingly as he placed his workbook on the desk.

"Thank you teach," He said smirking.

His hands were down in front of his crotch. My eyes followed them foolishly and as they did he grabbed his cock through his orange prison uniform. I felt immediate disgust being so close to this man who had managed to seduce a woman probably not too dissimilar from me. He was a violent criminal who had no respect for women, he would just take them when he wanted, and he sure was strong enough to just take me.

I entered my car and I suddenly felt very flushed. My head was a blur of thoughts. My breathing had become laboured and I didn't know if it was lust or an anxiety attack. I started the engine and headed for home.

That night I met up with Audrey, Laura and Jennifer for dinner. It was a quiet affair as Audrey had planned. We were all dressed appropriately for the restaurant. I had on a little black dress with my hair tied back in a ponytail. Laura wore a little red dress with long hair falling nicely down to her shoulders and the other two girls were in pants. I guess Audrey wasn't in party mood tonight. I kept looking in her direction trying to figure out if she knew anything about Dave and our rendezvous.

As we finished dinner Audrey and Jennifer declared they would be going home. I looked at Laura and she said she wanted to stay out.

"Where's John tonight?" I asked.

"Being boring as usual," She replied, "let's go to a bar or something and grab a drink."

Twenty minutes later we were parking up outside Lammie's Bar. I was cautious; the last time I was here I was getting fucked by Dave. Will they be here or will the barman recognise me?

We found a small cubicle after getting our drinks when Laura shocked me,

"How many men do you think would screw us right now if they had the chance?" She said.

I was looking around the room at what were mainly couples and young men.

"Stop it Laura," I said giggling.

"I mean just one night of sordid, illicit sex to get the motor firing again. You know, just let go for a night."

As she spoke I was thinking about the fact I had already let go. I broke the silence,

"You wouldn't cheat on John would you?"

"Oh John hasn't rocked my world for a long time,"

"He's a nice guy and all but you know."

She stopped speaking and started to watch the guys now dancing on the dancefloor. The truth is I did know what she was talking about. I just wasn't going to tell her. We ordered more drinks and continued to talk as the bar was starting to get really full now. We no longer had any privacy in our booth and the alcohol was loosening our inhibitions.

"Let's go dance," Laura announced.

We rose to our feet and made our way to the dancefloor, all the while being watched by the men already dancing.

We danced with a group of young men who had made their way over to us. Again they purposely bumped into us hoping to catch a cheap grope. I realised I was spending too much time pushing them away rather than enjoying the music but Laura seemed to be in her element. I turned away briefly but as I looked back suddenly Laura was gone. I spun around looking for her and just made out her head bobbing up and down to the music. It was then I saw a familiar face walking towards her.

I squeezed past my molesters and got within a couple of metres of Laura but Dave was already there. I could see he had his hands on her hips and grinding into her from behind. They were moving with the music when he spun her around and pulled her into him. She moved her head and then right in front of me they locked into a passionate embrace. He was grinding into her more fervently and I knew his cock would be pressing up against her mound. I was fixated.

As the music continued Dave moved behind Laura and placed a hand on her belly, making slow circles down towards her pelvis before cupping her pussy over her dress. As he did she rose onto her toes but did nothing to stop him. He began kissing her neck whilst still moving in sync. Then his other hand moved up to her throat. I swallowed hard, I knew what he wanted to do with her, my mind flashed back briefly to the bathroom stall.

I felt light-headed and foggy. I was frozen to the spot as I watched Dave lower a hand and slowly place it under Laura's dress. He was stroking her leg and it felt like nobody else could see this seduction but me, like I was in a black and white movie and they were in colour. I again saw Laura rise on her toes and the look of pleasure in her face told me Dave had found her sex.

I was so lost in the decadence of it all that I hadn't noticed someone move right up behind me and grab me by the hips. I came back down to earth and turned on my heels to see the masculine sight of Greg looking down into my eyes. I started to move with the music as Greg pulled me in close. His hands darted to my lower back caressing it and sending waves of energy through me.

I looked up to Greg and he lowered his head. I was ready and willing to take his lips onto mine when he flipped me around in the same way Dave had to Laura. I shut my eyes tight as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist. I was aching and as my hips ground against his cock I could feel his breath against my neck. My legs began to shake and I scrunched my toes together in my shoes. I opened my eyes and saw that Dave and Laura were missing. I freed myself from Greg's grip and as I was about to walk off in search of Laura he grabbed me by the hand and led me off towards the exit.

I thought he was going to help me find Laura but instead he led me to the side of the building and pushed me into a darkened alley. The realisation of my situation hit me and as I opened my lips to speak he kissed me with a passion I had never experienced and I parted my lips and took his tongue into my mouth. It was long and I nearly choked.

Without saying a word he thrust his hand up my dress and grabbed my inner thigh. He massaged it for a few seconds before cupping my pussy in his hand. The strength of his grip against my clit made me instantly wet

"Hmmm," I moaned into his mouth.

He moved to my neck and I felt powerless to stop him. He pulled at the strap of my dress and lowered with my bra until I felt the cool evening air strike my nipple. They were rock hard like tiny bullets. He made me jump as he took it into his mouth and bit it. Electricity ran through me as he fell to his knees and reached up to remove my sodden panties. As I lifted my leg he placed it on his shoulder. And buried his head under my dress.

I could feel his breath on my soaking wet sex and as my lust was overtaking my senses he licked along my labia and clamped his mouth down over my enflamed clitoris.

"OHHH...SHIT," I yelled breathlessly.

He lifted my other leg onto his shoulder so I was now straddling his face, all my weight on his shoulders. I felt weightless and it only served to push my pussy down further onto his tongue. I was in heaven.

Suddenly and without warning Greg stood up and pushed me against the wall. I now felt like I was ten feet tall and I could see over the fence into the neighbouring lot. He continued sucking and probing my clit with his tongue and his mouth and I was on the verge of a massive orgasm.

"OHHH please don't SSSSTOP," I screamed.

"I'M CUMMING GREG...FFFUUCK."

My whole body shuddered and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as I violently thrust my pussy over his face covering it with my juices. He never moved and I continued to grind my sex into his face.

"OHH SHIT, I NEED TO...ARRGGHHH."

I came again but this time I felt warm liquid escape my vagina and I heard Greg moan loudly but I was too far gone to know why.

Greg lowered me down to the ground and my legs nearly gave way. I managed to get a glimpse of his hard cock but in my state I couldn't really tell how big it was. He spun me around and bent me over at my waist. He lifted my dress over my hips and then I felt the bulbous head of his meatus rubbing up and down my soaking wet labia.

My pussy and ass were now on show to the elements but I needed to feel him inside me. As he teased my pussy I pushed back and he penetrated past my labia, into my vagina and what felt like through my cervix. He then pulled it out until the head was all I could feel. He reached around and pulled on my nipples.