The Asylum

Pamela Fox

"I was born ready, Baby. Let's go!" I replied as he took my arm and sneaked outside. The risk of possibly getting caught was thrilling for me.

We seemed to have gotten out without detection. The garden was lovely and the air was warm with a gentle breeze. Although I really didn't care much about all that. I was here for one thing and one thing only.

I grabbed David by the head and pulled him in for a long passionate kiss. Our tongues probed hungrily into each other's mouth. I snaked mine around his and sucked it. My leg wrapped itself around his ass to feel his hardened member against me.
 
We left the rec. room and I led the way to my secret spot. A warm gentle breeze blew across the garden rustling the fallen leaves and giving me a glimpse of my escort's lovely bush. I open my moth to ask her what he name is but soon found my mouth filled with her probing tongue. She pressed her body against mine and ground herself against my stiffening member. She could feel my hard on just as easily as I could feel her growing wetness.
"I know what you want and I will give it to you in time but first I plan to have a little fun. But if we are going to have any fun we need to get these clothes out of the way."
Smiling at her I undid the knot on my robe and let it fall to the ground I could tell that she wanted it badly. As I slipped her flimsy gown of her body I ran my hand over her body pausing to tease her nipples, causing her to moan in anticipation.
"Don't worry, you will get what you want soon enough, now lie down."
I knelt down beside her and continued to tease her body, running my hands over her exposed flesh, ever building her need of what was so close but also so far away.
"Look at this you are, so wet you are starting to water the grass."
Carefully parting her red pubic hair I looked at her oozing hole. I slowly leaned in and begun to suck on her swollen clit causing her juices to flow even more.
"Ohh, fuck... fuck me," she said "I want to feel you inside me."
Grinning I spread her legs apart and positioned myself in front of her pussy, entering in one smooth motion.
 
Priscilla Farthington

I had no idea where I was exactly. I only knew that it must have been a dream. I could feel hands running up and down my body. Even in my dreams I could feel myself blushing. I was ashamed of the ever growing urgency I felt. I needed those hands to probe me further bringing me to the brink. I knew that these thoughts were wrong. That one day I would go to hell for these needs.

I screamed but no sound came out. I wanted him to stop but my body was disobeying my mind. I arched my back into his manhood wanting more.

"No! No!" my mind yeled over and over again.
 
Pamela Fox

David laid me down roughly on the moist grass and immediately went to work. His rough wet tongue hit all of my favorite spots. A long soft moan escaped my mouth as I reached the brink of an orgasm. While enjoyed his ministrations I wanted to feel his long, thick cock inside of me.

"Fuck me hard, Baby!" I growled in his ear. He did just as I wished when he entered me in one hard motion. I urged him on by wrapping my legs around his ass and pushed my pelvis against his.

My fingers grazed the soft flesh of is back. He responded by grabbing my hair and pulling roughly. It was as though he knew exactly the right moves to get me going.

My mouth found his neck as I suckled the tender skin. As my orgasm grew to an out of control state my nails dug in a bit harder. I thought that he liked it but I wasn't exactly sure. But then again, did I really even care?
 
With each thrust I took I could tell that her oragasm was building. She matched me thrust for thrust with the motion of her grinding pelvis. Her body language told me just how bad she wanted it I begun to thrust deeper, harder with each stroke. She responded by digging her nails into my back. I could tell that she was close to orgasm just as I was. Reaching down with my free hand I began to rub her erect clit as I stroked in and out of her sweet snatch.
With a sound that started as a low moan she slowly slowly began to reach her climax as she dug her nails deeper into may back growing in volume as I continued to thrust. With a loud scream she came. I could feel her muscles tighten around my shaft as the waves of pleasure washed over her body. The sensation of her snatch was no too much for me. I was going to cum...
 
Steve

Damn! his head hurt, He vowed to quit drinking that cheap wine and reach for something higher on the shelf the next time he decided to tie one on. Somehow he had persuaded the guard at the local jail to smuggle him a bottle of MD before he was transported to this place and had gotten totally inebriated by the time they closed the doors behind him. He’d stumbled into the room he was assigned to and slept it off. Now He’d gone and missed breakfast and as he made his way to the bathroom he saw with some amusement some very strange goings on. He chuckled it, reminded him of the last flop house he’d stayed at everybody doing their own thing and not anyone paying much attention. Even the help seemed to be engaged in some sort of sordid sexual behavior. Who was in charge anyway. After washing his face in cold water and rinsing out what seemed like the odor left by a herd of long horned steers that ran through his mouth, he decided to check this place out.
The doctors office was vacant and the nurse he saw earlier playing with one of the patients under the breakfast table seems to have disappeared, in fact the whole place seemed vacant, after the sudden flurry of activity he had seen earlier. He looked out the window at the garden and the surrounding landscape, a high fence obviously to keep the patients in ...or to keep spying eyes out looked formidable, but Steve wasn’t interested in scaling it just yet. First he had to get to know his surroundings and the people who may or may not help him to escape.

In the mean time he needed to keep him from going ...crazy? He chuckled at his own joke and glancing furtively around stepped into the office.

Opening the top drawer of the filing cabinet he found a folder entitled new admissions He smiled what better way to get to know his fellow inmates.

He pulled out the first item
Priscilla Farthington
Admitted 11/07/2003 *
depressed, paranoid, possibly bi polar*
medicate as needed to control fits of despair, crying*
needs rest, avoid contact with other patients*
length of stay, undetermined*

comments, money no object, don’t make waves*
Lack of discretion could involve civil action *

Bring her meals to her room (number 101)

“This looks like a good place to start, doesn’t hurt to make a few friends." He noticed the mark behind each entry signifying that the item had been read and attended to. There was no mark after her room number obviously she hadn’t had breakfast yet. He put the file folder back and headed for the kitchen.

He smiled disarmingly at the cook who, dished him up a generous helping of scrambled eggs, a glass of fresh orange juice, toast and jelly and a cup of steaming coffee.

Room 101 he said under his breath as he stood in front of the door ready to knock. Inside he heard a woman's voice. It sounded as if she was being taken advantage of. What kind of place was this?” He thought. “Was some one on the staff fucking this vulnerable woman against her wishes he could hear her screaming “NO, NO !!! and heard the sounds of her body thrashing on the bed. Should he burst in and interfere? Of course he should. He believed in unbridled sex between two consenting adults but this didn’t sound consensual to him. He puhed the door open.

To his surprise she was alone, obviously having a bad dream. The sound of his arrival had awakened her. All he could say was. Good Morning Ms. Farhingston, breakfast is served." With a flourish he held out the tray as he stepped forward into the room.
 
Priscilla Farthington

My body jerked into an upright position as the dream ended. My flesh felt hot with embarrassment. Ashamed of the arousal I had felt in my dream. Sweat beaded on my forehead but before I could wipe it away I suddenly heard a male voice announcing that breakfast was served.

"I beg your pardon, Sir. I must look quite dreadful," I proclaimed as I reached for my glasses, placed them on my face and smoothed back my wayward red hair. "I am not even sure that I desire anything to eat at this moment. If you would be so kind as to just leave the tray here I may have just a bite or two later."

He didn't seem diswayed by words as he sat the tray down and stood there staring at me. For the life of me I had no idea what he could possibly want from me.
 
Pamela Fox

I could feel his body begin to tighten just as my climax reached its peak. I knew by instinct that he too was ready to cum. I arched my back and ground my body into his.

"Cum with me, Baby!" I purred into his ear, goading him on. Just as the words left my mouth I could feel his hot juices pumping inside of me. He let out a primal groan as the last of his load poured out of him.

I think he said something about it feeling good. I paid no attention. He rolled off of me and I jumped up, grabbing my clothes in one smooth motion.

"Hey Baby, was great! Maybe we can get together again soon," I said over my shoulder as I practically ran away. I was rather anxious to see what was going on in my room. That little priss might be doing something interesting in our room.

Just as I suspected there she was, Priscilla, talking to some guy. Well, I doubt he would get anywhere with her. She was such a prude.
 
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