The Inmate Confessed to Me That His Wife Was His Sister

I work as a guard at Monteverde prison, a little over an hour from Madrid. Inside, there are the people nobody wants anywhere near them: murderers, gang bosses, career thieves, and worse things I’d rather not name. I’ve spent nine years walking those corridors, and I learned how to read a face in two seconds.

My name is Mateo, I’m thirty-five, and I have two daughters, who are the best thing I’ve ever done in my life. Because of my job, I take care of my body: I lift weights at dawn before my shift and run on weekends. It’s not vanity, it’s survival. I’m almost two meters tall and grew up hauling sacks in the countryside, so from the waist up I’m imposing, and in there that’s worth as much as a baton.

I come from a humble family in the south, day laborers from sunrise to sunset. At twenty I enlisted in the army to escape a village where the future meant inheriting the same hoe my father had used. I lasted four years and realized that wasn’t for me either. It was Noelia, my wife, who pushed me to sit the civil service exams for prison staff. I passed, and that’s where this story really begins.

I met Noelia the first day I set foot in the barracks. A blonde woman six feet tall, with a body that took your breath away, big firm breasts that even the field uniform couldn’t hide, and a sweet face that didn’t fit with the military boots. I saw her standing there in that courtyard and thought, with the absurd certainty of a twenty-year-old kid, that that woman was going to be mine forever. The attraction was mutual. We both left the military, got married, and soon after Sara and Elena came along, one after the other.

She works afternoons at a neighborhood supermarket, underpaid and fed up. I go into the prison at six in the morning. That routine had kept us going for years, until something split it clean in two.

***

We officers are told the same thing from the first training course: emotional distance from inmates. You have to be firm, forceful, not empathize with anyone. And it makes sense, because most of those men would stick a shiv in you for a cigarette. But among all that fauna there was one different kind of guy, Iván.

Iván was quiet, always alone, never looking for trouble or alliances. You could tell he didn’t belong in that world. Without meaning to, I started making sure the pack didn’t eat him alive: I moved him to different yards, got him out before tense counts, put him in the quietest wing. He noticed. And one day, in the office while I was serving him coffee, he told me how he’d ended up there.

—Look, Mateo —he said, lowering his voice—, I ruined my life because I was an asshole and a show-off.

—Tell me.

—One night I’d had more to drink than I should have and a Civil Guard traffic patrol stopped me. Instead of pulling over, I floored it. There was a chase and I ended up slamming into their car. One of them died on the spot. The other lost a leg.

He stared at the plastic cup as if inside it were everything he’d lost.

—I got twenty years —he added.

—Fuck, man —I blurted out—. You stop, blow into the tube, pay the fine, and now you’d be at home. Why’d you do something that stupid?

—The worst part isn’t even the sentence —he replied—. I came to this town years ago to get away from my family. I was making really good money. Luckily my sister is still running the business and it’s doing great. But I have a daughter who’s going to grow up almost without a father. That was our dream, you know? And I fucking destroyed it all by myself.

Something didn’t add up. I had seen the woman who visited him during conjugal visits. A tiny, beautiful young woman who hung off his neck every time she came in.

—Wait, I’m lost —I said—. That beauty who comes to see you… she’s your wife and also your sister?

—Yes, Mateo. And I’m asking you not to judge me too harshly.

He lowered his voice even more. He told me they had run away from home very young, that they’d loved each other since they were kids like a couple of lovebirds, and that one day they simply packed their bags and disappeared. Since then their parents had heard nothing from them. They didn’t even know they were grandparents.

—Fuck, man —I muttered, and I could feel that the story, instead of shocking me, had lit something up inside me—. You have to tell me everything.

—I’ve already talked it over with Vega —he said—. If you want, you can meet her and she’ll explain it to you calmly. Also, I want to propose something to you. I want to help you.

—Help me? Me?

—The business we run makes a lot of money and I need trusted people around me. I was thinking about your wife. Forgive me if I’m being presumptuous.

—But what business are we talking about?

—Valdeluna campground is ours.

I was speechless. More than once Noelia and I had fantasized about spending a summer there: tucked among mountains, with a pool, hiking routes, activities for the girls. It was always beyond our budget and, on top of that, it was close to home, which made it even more frustrating. Finding out it belonged to Iván all of a sudden left me dizzy.

He gave me Vega’s address and a phone number. That night I talked it over with Noelia and we decided I should feel things out first before we got involved in anything.

***

The first day off I had, I called. Vega had a calm, cheerful voice, and we agreed to meet at the campground itself. I arrived around midmorning on a glorious May day and asked for her at reception.

—She’s by the pool —they told me—. Go right in, we haven’t opened to the public yet.

I crossed the grounds. The pool was empty except for a lounger where she was sunbathing, lying on her back. I called her name from a distance.

—You must be Mateo —she said, turning toward me.

I froze. She wasn’t wearing the top of her bikini, just a tiny bottom that barely covered her pussy and left half her ass exposed. Her body was practically naked, her skin golden, her breasts firm with her nipples standing up toward the sun, and when she sat up, a perky ass that made me swallow hard. Behind my sunglasses I tried to hide how brazen I was being, but not a word would come out and my cock was already starting to move inside my pants without asking my permission.

—Mateo? —she repeated, amused.

—Yeah, yeah, sorry —I snapped back to myself—. It’s just that I wasn’t expecting you to be so young.

—I know Iván told you about us —she said without the slightest hint of shame—. Have a drink and I’ll explain everything.

She went to the bar herself and came back with two ice-cold beers. She sat down opposite me, her tits out, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Every time she moved, her nipples brushed the cool air and got even harder.

—To keep it from boring you —she began—, since I can remember, Iván was the only one who ever existed for me. I was the one who looked for him, the one who convinced him to run away and live our lives far from everyone. He knows me and accepts me exactly as I am.

She told me all this looking me straight in the eyes, and I could feel my cock growing inside my pants until it stood rock-hard against the zipper, making a bulge impossible to hide. The way her gaze dropped for a second and a half-smile slipped onto her lips, I knew she’d noticed it too.

—Iván told me how well you treat him —she went on—. That you’ve taken a liking to him. Why don’t you get comfortable and we keep talking by the water, somewhere cooler?

—I didn’t bring a swimsuit —I said, and even to me the excuse sounded ridiculous.

—That’s no problem —she replied, and with two fingers she slid her bikini bottom down her legs until she pulled it off completely. Her pussy appeared smooth, shaved, with the lips already a little swollen and shiny with moisture—. The both of us naked. What do you think?

—And what would Iván say? He’s my friend, I don’t want to disrespect him.

—With Iván, I have total trust. Besides… maybe it’s just that I don’t turn you on.

She came closer, hooked her fingers into the waistband of my pants and pulled them down, and when my cock sprang out stiff in front of her face, her eyes widened and a low gasp escaped her.

—Fuck, Mateo, what a cock you’ve got —she murmured, wrapping her hand around it and measuring the thickness between her fingers—. Iván didn’t warn me about this.

What was about to happen wasn’t right, and even so I didn’t plan to stop.

She finished stripping me at her own pace, tugging my pants and underwear down to my ankles, and stroked my balls with her fingertips while looking up at me from below. We both sat on the edge, feet in the water and beer in hand, but my dick was still pointing at the sky, hard as a rock, and she couldn’t take her eyes off it. There were people at the campground, but the pool entrance was still closed and she seemed sure no one would bother us. While she talked about Noelia and the job, she gradually opened her legs, without hiding it at all, until I could see her pussy spread wide open, the pink slit dripping between her thighs.

—I want your wife to run the campground —she said—. I’ll pay her very well and I need her to start right away, because summer’s almost here.

And then she stopped talking about work. Her hand went from my chest to my stomach and from there to my cock, she gripped it firmly and started to jerk me off slowly, sliding the foreskin up and down with calculated calm, while with her other hand she caressed my nape and brought her mouth to mine.

—Mateo, I can’t take it anymore —she whispered with her lips pressed to mine—. Fuck me, please. I’ve had my pussy soaking all morning, thinking about what you’d be like.

I closed my eyes and kissed her, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth while she kept working my cock with her hand. Since I got married I hadn’t touched another woman, and that heat brought back a raw, savage arousal I’d forgotten about. Knowing whose sister she was, the forbidden nature of the whole thing, had my cock swollen and throbbing in her fist. I lowered my head to her tits and sucked one nipple, nibbled it slowly and left it hard and glistening with saliva before moving to the other. She arched her back and gasped, pushing my face against her chest.

—Suck my tits, like that, bite them —she moaned—. Fuck, you’re so good at this.

My right hand slid down her flat stomach and slipped between her open legs. Her pussy was soaked. I ran two fingers along her slit, bottom to top, and she let out a growl. I rubbed her clit in circles, first gently, then faster, while my thumb spread her outer lips apart. I sank two fingers in up to the knuckles and felt her clench around them inside, gripping me.

—Yes, like that, don’t stop, put your fingers all the way in —she panted, grabbing my hair and tugging.

I went down from her chest to her navel, licked it, kept going down over her smooth mound, and dropped to the ground on my knees between her legs. I spread her thighs wide and brought her pussy to my mouth. I started by licking her whole slit in one pass, tasting sweet and salty all at once, and then I buried my tongue inside her, fucking her with it while my nose bumped against her clit. She jolted and shoved my head against her body, trapping my ears between her knees.

—Mateo, eat me out, eat all of me —she shrieked—, you’re driving me crazy.

I sucked her clit between my lips and drew it in, alternating with the tip of my tongue, quick and flicking. I slipped two fingers back in and curved them, searching for the spot inside, moving them in a circle while I kept eating her out. Her body went rigid, her thighs squeezed my head, and a long shudder shook her from top to bottom. She flooded my face with hot slick, and I didn’t move away until she stopped convulsing.

—That’s insane, that’s insane —she said, laughing and catching her breath as she pulled me back up—. Now it’s my turn, lie down.

She pushed me back onto the warm grass and knelt between my legs. She grabbed my cock with both hands, licked her lips, and started sucking it slowly, her tongue circling the glans, moving around the crown. Then she took it all into her mouth in one go, to the base, and I felt her throat open to swallow me. She choked a little, tears sprang to her eyes, but she didn’t pull away.

—Fuck, Vega, you’re such a filthy girl —I panted—, the way you suck it.

She alternated between mouth and hand with a skill that had me on the edge almost immediately. She pulled my cock out and licked it like an ice cream, from the glans down to my balls, took them into her mouth one by one and sucked them while her fist kept pumping me. Then she swallowed me again to the hilt, bobbing her head up and down with her mouth clamped tight like a ring. With her other hand she stroked my perineum and pressed right behind my balls, and I thought I was going to blow any second.

—Vega, stop or I’m going to come right now —I managed—, stop, fuck.

—No fucking way —she answered, pulling my cock out for a second—, I want you to come in my mouth, I want to swallow every drop of your cum.

She went back to sucking it with eagerness, lips tight, her hand pumping the base in time with her mouth. I held out as long as I could, until there was no stopping it. I felt it rising from my balls and grabbed her head with both hands.

—I’m coming, I’m coming… ahhh, Vega…

I shot in spurts into her mouth, and she didn’t move a millimeter. She swallowed once, twice, and kept sucking until the last drop. When she finally let my cock go, she stuck out her tongue and showed me how she licked the remaining semen off her lips.

—Delicious —she said, climbing up to kiss me and passing her own taste into my mouth.

We lay there, kissing lazily, and then slid into the water, which was ice-cold as hell for May.

—Iván already told me you’re a good man —she commented, hugging me, her tits floating against my chest—. I’m sure your wife is just as good.

—Noelia is lovely, you’ll see —I replied—. But be careful what you tell her. There are things she might not understand.

—Leave her to me. You’ll see how, before long, she’s the one asking us for a threesome —she said, laughing with a wickedness that gave me goose bumps.

—By the way —she added—, it’s almost certain I’ll have my brother out in less than three months. The lawyer, who’s cost us a fortune, says there are flaws in the accident report.

—No shit. I’m happy for you both. Iván’s one of the good ones.

—And don’t think you’re going to get rid of me that easily —she murmured, slipping her hand under the water and grabbing my cock, which was starting to go hard again—. I can feel the gun’s loaded again. Let’s go outside, I want to feel you inside me.

***

We went out to lie on the grass and started kissing again, now with my body over hers and her breathing quickening against my neck. I opened her legs with my knee and positioned myself at the entrance to her pussy, rubbing the head of my cock up and down her slit until it was soaked. She arched her hips toward me.

—Put it in already, Mateo, don’t make me wait —she begged—, shove your whole cock in at once.

I penetrated her slowly at first, pushing centimeter by centimeter, feeling how her tight pussy opened to swallow my whole cock. When I had her all the way in to my balls, I held still for a second and looked into her eyes. She was panting with her mouth open, her nipples hard.

—Fuck me hard —she asked—, don’t hold back, give it to me rough.

I started moving, measuring each thrust, until the rhythm got away from us. I drove my cock all the way in with each stroke, my balls slapping against her ass, and her moans began breaking the silence of the campground. I changed her position, put her on all fours on the grass, grabbed her ass with both hands, and shoved into her from behind again. From that angle I was entering her even deeper, and she arched her back asking for more.

—Like that, like that, break my pussy —she shouted, pushing her ass back to impale herself—, don’t stop, don’t stop.

I grabbed her hair and tugged gently, pounding into her hard. I slid my hand underneath and rubbed her clit while I kept fucking her from behind. She had one orgasm, then another, clamping down so hard on my cock inside her that it nearly dragged a load out of me too soon. Her arms gave out and she fell face-first into the grass, her ass still high and me still inside her.

—I can’t take any more, I can’t take any more —she panted between laughs—, you’re killing me.

I put her on her back again, lifted her legs, and rested her ankles on my shoulders. I pumped her pussy in that position, watching the look of pleasure on her face and her tits bouncing with each thrust, until I had an idea. I lifted her in my arms, without pulling out, holding her tiny body against mine. She wrapped her legs around my waist and grabbed my neck, my cock buried deep inside her, and in that position I walked to the edge. I threw myself into the water with her on top of me, both of us laughing at the craziness and without her cock slipping out of her pussy.

Standing up, with my feet touching bottom, I held her in my arms beneath the ass and started lifting her up and down on my cock, spearing her hard. The water splashed between us with every thrust. She clung to me, digging her nails into my back.

—Harder, Mateo, harder —she shouted in my ear—, I’m going to come again.

I shoved my cock in all the way, pulled it nearly all the way out, and slammed it back in with a sharp thrust. Her hard nipples brushed my chest with every drive. I felt the hot rise inside me, the shudder in my balls, and I warned her, almost without a voice, that I couldn’t take any more.

—Together —she panted—, me too, now, now, come inside me, come inside me…

I buried my cock to the hilt and unloaded in waves inside her pussy, feeling my semen mix with the icy water all around us. She came at the same time, clenching my cock inside her with spasms, and bit my shoulder so she wouldn’t scream. The climax with the cold water around us was something I’d never felt before. I think I bit her lip, and she bit mine. Her body trembled against mine, half from the cold, half from everything else, and between her thighs a thick thread of my cum ran out, thinning into the water.

I carried her out on my arms up the ladder and laid her on the towel, trembling and smiling, her pussy still dripping semen.

—You’re quite the beast —she said, looking up at me, opening her legs to show me the mess I’d left inside her—. You’re going to have me hooked now.

That woman captivated me completely. Mind you, I was perfectly clear that sex with Noelia was unbeatable, the best thing that had ever happened to me. But lust makes people do crazy things, and this had a kind of lust I’d never experienced in my life.

***

A few days later, Noelia showed up for her new job at the campground. What happened after that would be enough to fill another whole story, because things took turns I myself would never have imagined that May morning by the pool. But that part, if you’re left wanting more, will have to wait for next time.