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Subject: {ASSM} JoAnn's Last Anniversary, Pt. 1 m/f, prison
Date: Sun,  1 Jul 2001 16:10:01 -0400
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction not intended to be read by 
persons under the age of 21. By continuing on, you attest that you 
are 21 or over and will not convey the story to minors. This work, 
having been posted to the newsgroup, is copyrighted by the author. 
Please do not republish, copy, or post without prior consent of the 
author. Copyright Ladyvet, 2001.


JoAnns Last Anniversary, Pt. 1


The sensation of Ted's fingertips caressing her labia sent waves of warmth 
coursing through JoAnn's entire body. She loved to be teased as much as he 
loved to tease her but she was ready to make love with him now. She spread 
her legs wider and thrust her hips up in invitation. Ted continued to 
stimulate her with his fingers without penetrating her. The sensation was 
maddening. Her frustration was almost palpable. She whispered "please make 
love to me, Honey." Ted said something about a search. She wondered what on 
earth he was talking about.

"Search!" Ted said in a woman's voice and shook her shoulder. Bright light 
on her closed eyelids turned her dream to crimson and forced her back to 
consciousness. She opened her eyes and blinked at the three uniformed 
strangers in the bedroom, which was suddenly her prison cell.

"Come on, hit the deck!" the woman shaking her shoulder ordered and pulled 
the sheet down to her feet. JoAnn tried to return to reality but her dream 
lingered deliciously. She tried to hold onto it as she climbed from her warm 
bunk to stand barefoot on the cold concrete floor.

The female CO shook JoAnn's cellmate Maria awake and yanked on her sheet. 
Maria cursed and tried to keep it over herself. The CO pulled it from her 
grasp and ordered her to stand. Maria reached for her sweat pants. The male 
CO grabbed them.

"It's hot tonight," she replied when she asked for them. All you need's a 
T-shirt." She glared at her, stood and covered her pubis with her hands her 
hands.

The female guard pushed JoAnn and Maria into the hall to stand with their 
hands above their heads, palms against the wall and feet apart while the two 
male search team members rummaged through their meager possessions. JoAnn 
thought about the indignity of her first day in prison. She thought about 
the strip search, then having to stand naked, arms raised, feet apart, while 
two female COs checked every inch of her body and catalogued each tiny birth 
mark, mole and scar, including those left by her C-sections.

The cool air chilled the damp crotch of JoAnn's panties but it was her 
unsatisfied desire that made her shiver. She listened to them performing the 
search.

"Footlockers first. Be careful not to get stuck with a needle," the older CO 
warned. "One of the inmates is a druggy." JoAnn sighed. He was talking about 
her but he was wrong.

"I think I found something," the younger one exclaimed. "Are these legal?" 
They walked into the hall and handed several snapshots to the sergeant. She 
glanced at them and asked which locker they were from.

"Top bunk's," he replied. The sergeant held them in front of JoAnn's face 
and asked if they belonged to her.

"Yes Ma'am," she replied. He's my husband." The sergeant asked the younger 
guard why he thought the pictures were questionable.

"That speedo's skin tight. His erection shows right through," he replied. "I 
think they're porn." JoAnn's heart sank.

"It would be a violation if the cloth was transparent," the sergeant 
explained. She handed him the pictures and told him to get back to work. 
JoAnn sighed with relief.

They tore the bunks apart after searching the lockers. The younger CO 
returned with something in his hand. The sergeant told him it was 
interesting and asked where he found it.

"Lower bunk," he replied. Maria glanced back over her shoulder and swore 
under her breath.

"Eyes front!" the sergeant ordered. Maria scowled at the wall. The sergeant 
asked the CO if he thought it was a weapon.

"No," he replied. "I don't know what it is."

"Ask her," the sergeant said wearily. Breaking in newbies was her least 
favorite thing.

He asked Maria "what is this, Ma'am?" The older CO tapped him on the 
shoulder.

"Excuse me, Officer Jacobs. Are you in charge here or is that inmate?" he 
demanded sarcastically.

"I am, Sir," he replied sheepishly.

"Then act like it. Don't ever call one of them 'Ma'am' again even if she's 
old enough to by your mother like this one" then he laughed and added "or 
she IS your mother!" He prodded Maria's shoulder and ordered her to answer 
Officer Jacobs.

"It's a marker with a Kotex wrapped around it covered with masking tape 
inside a rubber glove," she explained sarcastically.

"What's it for?" he asked.

"You know," she replied.

"No, I don't. Tell me."

Maria took a deep breath and snarled through clenched teeth "I fuck myself 
with it, all right?" Jacobs reddened with embarrassment and held the home 
made dildo away from his body. The older CO laughed and told Maria she must 
have a pretty big cunt for such a little bitch. Jacobs stared at the dildo 
and asked the sergeant what he should do with it.

"Tag it and bag it," she replied. "Have the lab check it for drugs. Write 
her up for the rubber glove; it's contraband." She told Maria she'd get 
thirty days in the hole if they caught her with anything like it again.

"What do you expect me to do?" Maria demanded. "Go another fourteen years 
without cumming?"

"I don't care if you never cum again. I expect you obey the rules," the 
sergeant answered wearily. She told Jacobs to pat them down. His already red 
face turned crimson while he patted the front of Maria's T-shirt. He stopped 
at her waist since she had nothing on below it. JoAnn held herself rigid 
while his hands roamed over her breasts and down her body to her crotch. She 
couldn't help moving her hips when he prodded her there.

"Christ, look at that!" the older CO exclaimed. "Jacobs has a hard on!" He 
laughed and said he hoped it was for the redhead. JoAnn's blushed with 
embarrassment and helpless anger.

"We have one more problem, Jacobs," the sergeant said and patted JoAnn's 
shoulder. "She was masturbating when I pulled the sheet down. That's sexual 
misconduct. You decide whether to give her a ticket." Jacobs shrugged his 
shoulders. JoAnn had been wearing panties. That made it hard to decide.

JoAnn said "excuse me, Officer Jacobs, may I speak?" He gave her permission. 
She looked over her shoulder so she could make eye contact with him while 
she spoke. She hoped that would make it harder for him to punish her.

"I was dreaming. I wasn't aware I was doing it. My husband's coming today. I 
haven't seen him in a month. Please give me a break."

He looked at her pretty, worried face, thought it over and replied "OK, 
you're off the hook this time." The older CO shook his head told him he was 
way too lenient.

"You're gonna have problems with them if they think you're easy, Jacobs" he 
warned. The sergeant ordered the women back into their cell. The search team 
moved on.

"Lousy sons of bitches!" Maria exclaimed. "They aren't happy unless they're 
making us miserable!"

JoAnn crawled into the top bunk and covered herself with her sheet despite 
the warmth. She closed her eyes and concentrated on her dream. Her fingers 
had felt exactly like Ted's. She was still strongly aroused by it and being 
touched by Jacobs hadn't helped matters. She could hardly believe how real 
her dream had been. She pulled her T-shirt up under her arms and slipped her 
panties down and off one leg. She'd need to put them on fast if the search 
team returned without warning, as they sometimes did.

She rubbed her palms over her hard nipples and longed for the feeling of her 
husband's mouth on them. Nothing felt better than having him gently suckle 
her. She rolled onto her right side and faced the wall. She held her body 
still while she massaged the hot, moist flesh over her clit with her 
fingertips. JoAnn was still embarrassed about masturbating with someone else 
in the room. She waited for Maria to begin before she got serious so her 
cellmate wouldn't notice she was doing it, too. The bed began to move. JoAnn 
cocked her right leg, reached behind her and slipped her middle finger 
inside her tight anus. She massaged her G-spot and urethra with her other 
hand, gradually increasing the tempo of her strokes. Her clit was soon fully 
erect. She imagined that her finger was the tip of Ted's tongue sliding over 
and around it. She slipped her index finger in with her middle finger and 
stroked faster, the way Ted made love to her when he was close to his climax 
Her excitement built rapidly. A door clanged open at the end of the 
cellblock. Footsteps sounded in the corridor. JoAnn rubbed harder. The bed 
began to shake rhythmically from Maria's exertions. A series of low moans 
from the lower bunk announced Maria's orgasm. JoAnn's followed quickly, 
leaving her sweaty and limp but only partially satisfied. She lay on her 
back for a long time thinking about Ted's upcoming visit. They'd be together 
in less than sixteen hours.

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