Officer On Duty: The Prison Guard Diaries

I know that you would have never though I'd be writing something so...out of my element. Sure, I have touched on erotica before in my writing but with this new book, I decided to be hard core! Not hard core in a pornish kind of way, but hard core in the sense of thinking outside of the box. I started getting into erotica when I was in high school. I was 16 years old when I started to truly learn about sex. I must admit the subject sparked my interest immediately. But, what teenager wouldn't be curious about sex? I wasn't having it but when you go through health class and have the talk with your parents about the birds and the bees, has it ever made you wonder why you were supposed to wait until marriage? Then there's the question, well my friends are doing it, why can't I? I remember going to library and reading all these books on sexual education, teen pregnancy and Std's! Yes, STDS! I couldn't believe my eyes as to what I was reading. By the time I read my 5th book and the bell rang for me to go to my next class, I was not ready for sex nor the topic of it. But, then one of my friends told me about this author Zane. At first I thought that she was a he until I later on found out. Anyway, she gave me this book called " The Sex Chronicles". After reading the synopsis (the blurb on the back of the book), I was hooked. There were several copies at my school library so I quickly checked it out. Boy, was I about to read something that clearly wasn't taught in school. After I read the book I was hooked! The graphic details intrigued me and the storyline captured my thought process. Could people be really capable of what's in THIS book?

Now 12 years later, I'm a writer and I LOVE it! I mean I can be any one that I want to be a man, woman, drunk, princess. The sky is the limit as long as my fingers type on the keys. I like to think of myself as a determined writer. I'm determined to get my stories out by any means necessary. But, my latest novel that I'm writing is an erotica called Officer On Duty: The Prison Guard Diaries. I decided writing this book because I've heard so many jail stories where guards have relations with inmates. So, I decided to write my own story, my own way. I want for my readers and all readers to really enjoy this story. I want them to be able to see what they are reading as if it can really happen. Yes, this is fiction!  This story is about a prison guard who has a craving for the male species. She can't get a man on her own in her own life so she goes to the next best thing, her job! I won't spill too many of the juicy details but here is an excerpt of what's to come! Hope you enjoy and keep doing it, 

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“ Hey Officer Reynold.” I said in my black police uniform.

“ Banks. Your on til 6am got it?”

“ Yes Sir.”

I was pissed because it was just 9 pm. I had my coffee in my hand and I was ready to work. And I don’t mean watch inmates all night. I was grabbing my clipboard and ‘ night stick when he said,

“ Oh and Banks…”

“ Yes Sir?”

“ From now on you will be the only guard on Pod 8 at night. If you need someone else to work with you just let me know.” 

Inside I was smiling because I know that I could have all the sex I wanted. Well, once I got the inmates to agree to it anyway. I walked away and looked at the clipboard and saw inmate number 24601. I had been eying him some time now. He noticed me to. He was in for some drug charge. But, the man had a body on him! I couldn’t help but grin as I went to Pod 8 to be the guard on duty.  Lights didn’t go out for another half hour. I roamed the pod as I saw the men talking to one another, writing, drawing, what ever they could do to pass the time. I saw one inmate admiring my curves from afar in my uniform. I must admit I am fine. Light skin, black hair, nice ass and breasts so plump and firm you would think they were plums. The men always checked me out. But, I had to stay assertive and firm. I never showed weakness. I kept roaming from cell to cell when a white man caught my eye crying. I walked over with my firm tone and said,

“ Why are you crying?”

“ I just don’t want to be here, I didn’t kill that woman.” The man said.

I looked in my chart. It had every inmates name with their crime. They found his wife in the house dead. She was stabbed to death. His prints all over the knife, I know he wasn’t set up or was he? Hey, I could give two shits if these inmates were guilty or not.  My job was to guard them not have sympathy for them. Well…and to fuck on occasion. I mean, why not? All these dicks in here, clean dicks at that….well for the most part. I can spot the faggots easily.

“ Wipe your tears. Lights out in a few.” I said.

“ Yes, Ma’am. You sure are pretty.”

I looked at him and kept walking.  Then there he was. 24601. Just sitting in his cell with his shirt off doing some push-ups. My pussy instantly got wet. He was one of the few inmates without a roommate. When he was pushing up he noticed me and stopped. I was licking my lips. Sweat was glistening on his body like he just finished a boxing match. I was beyond turned on.

“ Hey Banks.” He said as he blew me a kiss.

I just smiled at him.

“ I saw you were at the rec watching me work out.”

I still didn’t respond although he was whispering to me.

“ Lights out in two minutes.” I said.

He grabbed his dick and looked at me. I had an empty piece of paper in my chart and wrote in it. He had a look of fear on his face thinking I was going to write him up.  After I finished writing him I held it up.

“ DON’T GO TO SLEEP. AFTER LIGHTS OUT I’LL BE BACK AND HAVE THAT DICK READY FOR MY ARRIVAL.”