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Laying the carpet… and me!

This is a true account of what happened when I had some new carpets fitted at my house 3 weeks ago, which I thought I would share with you.
I am 31 years old, and after a messy divorce from my husband 6 months ago I bought a new house. It needed lots of work doing to it after the previous elderly owner had died, and I thought the whole project would take my mind off of the divorce. To cut a long story short, all the major work had been completed and the final job was to have new carpets laid in the lounge and dining rooms.
It was Friday morning and the fitters were due to arrive at 11am, and they did so on time. I opened the door to 2 of them, and welcomed them into the house. Both of them were men in their 40’s who asked to be showed where the carpets were to be laid. I showed them into the room and they got to work. Then the doorbell rang again.
“That’ll be Craig, our trainee,” one of them said. “He’s bringing some more of the gear out of the van”.
“I’ll get it,” I said. “You two can get underway”. I walked down the hallway and opened the front door to a younger guy who I guessed was about 17 or 18, and who was struggling with a big, heavy leather tool-bag. He was only about 5 foot 6 or 7 tall and of a slim, athletic build and so I guessed he’d be struggling with the heavy bag.
“You must be Craig,” I grinned. He had short dark hair, brown eyes and a slightly olive skin. He wore a navy football shirt displaying his favourite team’s sponsorship logo and his black shorts hung from his slender waist. He was good looking in a very “boy next door” type of way, and he must have seen me checking out his physique.
“Hi, yes I am.” He smiled back at me, displaying a line of perfect white teeth. His hazel-coloured eyes danced and I saw him run his eyes up and down my own slim figure. As I said, I’m 31. I work out almost every day and I’m proud of my sexy body. I have nice, firm, rounded tits (not too big) and a small waist. The gym keeps my thighs nice and firm and I have several admirers at work.
“Let me help you with that bag,” I almost gushed. I stepped forwards to help the young boy and in reaching out to help him with the bag our hands touched. An electric shock-like charge went through my hand.
“Thanks,” he said “but it’s more awkward really than heavy”. He brushed past me much too close as he came in, and his groing gently brushed against mine. I caught a whiff of his aftershave and my pussy gave a little twinge. His eyes caught mine and he smiled his sweet smile, giving me another closer look at those perfect white teeth. “Which room am I working in?”
I led him into the lounge where the other two were getting underway and left them to it. I couldn’t take my mind off of Craig, and after about half an hour I found myself in my bedroom changing into a shorter skirt that showed off my gym-toned thighs and calves and a tight little top that accentuated my breasts. I checked my make up, and put my shoulder-length chestnut coloured hair into a pony-tail and dabbed a little perfume onto my wrists and neck. I couldn’t believe that I was getting myself ready to seduce this young stud given my age, but I was aching to be touched and loved after my divorce.
I slipped back downstairs and offered the guys a drink. I took the coffees back into the room, and the older two were outside having a cigarette break. I noticed Craig looking me up and down, and I was delighted when he followed me back out to the kitchen whilst I tidied up.
“Have you lived here long?” he asked.
“No, just since my divorce – about six months I think. The house needed lots of work when I moved here, but I think it’s all pretty much done now”.
He grinned. “It’s looking good”, he said as he openly looked at my breasts.
I wasn’t sure if he meant me or the house! I blushed. I only have a small kitchen, and I had to squeeze between him and the cupboards to get to the end to put the coffee away. I think he was actually pushing his groin into mine on purpose, and I could smell his musk as I was trying to move between him and the worktop. I looked up into those hazel eyes and he leant his head down towards me with a smile and our lips almost met, but just as I was about to pull him towards me and kiss him we jerked apart as we heard the other two guys come back indoors from their cigarette break. I blushed crimson again.
As the other two got back to work, Craig said to me “I need to use the bathroom, can you tell me where it is?”
“It’s upstairs,” I flustered back. “Follow me, I’ll show you where it is.”
He followed me closely up the stairs, and I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my arse, undressing me and playing through his mind what my pussy and bottom must look and feel like underneath that tight little skirt. I teased him a little by moving my arse sexily as he followed me upstairs. As we got to the bathroom he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up against the wall. His gentle, smooth hands cupped my arse grinding my waist against his athletic thighs and he pulled my waiting mouth up to his. His tongue snaked into my mouth and we french-kissed wildly, our tongues exploring, caressing, probing. I nearly came right there and then as I rubbed the bulge in the front of his shorts with my soft, small hands.
I broke the kiss, breathing heavily. “Oh, Craig” I almost whimpered. He said nothing and plunged his tongue back into my mouth for round two. I ran my hands through his hair, down his back and onto his arse and thighs as we kissed and slurped together passionately.
This time he broke away, and breathing heavily said how he’d wanted to fuck me from the moment I opened the door that morning. Somehow, I regained my composure and said that we couldn’t do anything right there and then as his colleagues were downstairs. He was still rock hard in his shorts and I was desperate to rip his shorts off there and then and fuck him on the landing. I resisted.
“Why don’t you come back here this evening?” I suggested. “We can spend the whole evening together”.
We quickly swapped phone numbers, and after another leg-trembling french-kiss he went back downstairs to help his colleagues finish the carpet.
After they had finished and gone, I had a long bath with aromatic bath salts to help me smell and taste sweet for my young stud. After my bath, I dressed in sheer black stockings with black lacey hold ups which gripped my upper thighs sexily. Black knickers and a black lacey bra finished off the look, and I put on my dressing gown. As I was drying my hair, my phone beeped with a text message. My young lover would be here in 40 minutes. I did my make up, and put on some sexy bright red lipstick, which I hoped he would be kissing off of me in about 45 minutes!
Sure enough the doorbell rang, and there he was. Dressed in tight blue jeans which showed off his slender athletic legs and waist, and a blue t-shirt and sneakers. He stepped into the hall, but seemed a little more shy this evening than the rampant, eager young boy he was that afternoon. We went into the lounge and I poured us both a big vodka and tonic, hoping that would take the edge off a bit. We spoke about nothing in particular, his football interests and the team he played for. And that he left school at 18 and fell into being a carpet fitter. I realised that I’d have to take the lead, so I sat next to him on the sofa and gently rubbed his firm thigh, up and down. Somewhere under the denim, his young cock stirred into life. He pulled my eager mouth onto his and french-kissed me, his tongue probing every corner of my mouth. We kissed slowly and deeply, our lips pressed together until I broke the kiss. I laughed.
“What are you laughing at?” he asked, laughing as well nervously.
“Your mouth!” I giggled. “It’s covered in red lipstick that’s rubbed off of me”.
“That’s what the taste was then!” he laughed, more confident now. “It tastes so sweet, I want to kiss you and kiss you some more so it goes all over my face,” he said.
My wish was his command, and I pulled him close for another tongue-twisting kiss.
I broke our kiss, stood up and slowly undid my dressing gown and took it off, letting it fall onto the floor. Craig drank in the sight of my body for the first time clad in the stockings and bra. I sank to my knees and undid his belt and jeans, tugging them gently off of his legs as he sat so they fell to his feet. I realised with a pang that only the thin cotton of his boxer shorts were between me and his bulging cock. A couple of drops of pre-cum had made a small wet patch in his them. I looked up into his eyes, and pulled them gently down to join his jeans at his feet.
His cock sprang up to meet me, just an inch or two from my nose. He was un-cut and not huge, about 5 or 6 inches long in this semi-hard state. I gave him a sexy smile and placed some soft, gentle kisses onto his inner thighs. He moaned slightly, and with that I took his cock head into my mouth. I felt him growing and stiffening in my mouth and he let out a gasp as my tongue went to work on his cock head. His pre-cum tasted warm and slightly salty as I lapped it gently from his hardening rod. Craig placed both hands gently on the back of my head as I began bobbing up and down on him, occasionally coming up for air and kissing his cock end trying to coax more pre-cum from it. I wrapped my red lips back gently round his cock, sliding down the shaft leaving a red smear of lipstick in my wake all the way to the base so that the tip gently nudged my throat and my nose was nestled in his dark pubic hair. At this deep-throating action, I felt his thighs and waist beginning to twitch and pump more urgently and I guessed that my young adonis was about to reach his peak. I sucked slightly harder then. As he gave in to the waves of pleasure sweeping his body his hips and thighs bucked strongly up off of the sofa and he came in my mouth.
There were a few drops of pre-cum, but then his virile young cock flexed and pumped a thick glob of salty, warm sperm into my mouth. I swallowed it with delight, and as he bucked and arched again another bigger shot of his young sperm shot into my mouth. He pulsed about five or six times in all, each load of sperm seeming bigger and tasting sweeter than the last as I milked his still twitching balls. Due to the size of his ejaculation, some sperm slid down his cock, over my fingers and onto the top of his thighs. When I felt certain that I’d milked every last drop from him, I pulled away and began tenderly kissing and lapping at the still-warm sperm on his thighs as he looked down at me, still breathing hard from his huge orgasm. As his beautiful cock left my mouth, it was smeared in lipstick, saliva and the traces of his semen, but still in an almost defiant semi-hard state.
“Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!!” he shouted in glee. “That was out of this fucking world,” and he laughed. “Thank you so much!”
“I’m not finished yet,” I said to him. I stood up, and held out my hand. “You can return the favour to me upstairs now”.
Craig rose from the sofa and was about to pull his boxer shorts and jeans back up from his ankles.
“Leave those here,” I giggled. “You won’t need them!”
My young lover led me up the stairs wearing just his t-shirt and socks, and I had the pleasure of watching those young athletic thighs and arse go up the stairs in front of me. Again I felt the need just to grab him and fuck him hard right there and then, but resisted.
We sat on the bed together and began kissing and caressing. I lifted his t-shirt up over his head and felt my breasts mash up against his sinewy chest through my bra as he laid on top of me, gently caressing and kising me. His soft hands began exploring between my thighs, and I climaxed as his fingers found and probed in between my quivering pussy lips. His keen, young fingers rubbed firmly against the front wall of my vagina, and once he found my g-spot a glorious wave of orgasm built up and tore through my body head to toe. His thumb found my clit, and after a few moments with the double stimulation I felt yet another heavenly wave of pleasure sweep right through me as I arched my back and came hard.
While all this was going on, I didn’t notice his cock begin to stiffen and harden.
“Have you got any condoms?” he breathed.
I was delirious still from my last climax, and badly wanted to feel my young stud’s meat in my belly.
“Don’t worry about them, I want to feel you come inside me,” I gasped. I pulled him close for another passionate kiss and he spread my thighs gently as his still lipstick smudged cock was pointed at my eager, tight pussy. I felt his cock head gently push between my pussy lips as my vagina stretched to welcome him.
He teased me for a couple of moments, until his hips thrust down on me and he pushed his cock home in one sharp thrust.
I sighed with pleasure, “Ah!”. I felt Craig enter me, and I wrapped my smooth creamy thighs around his tight ass. He paused for a second, then began gently fucking me in a slow, gentle and loving rhythm. We kissed and caressed, my hands exploring his back and gently resting on the back of his own arms. After a few minutes, the virile young teenager in him awoke like a slumbering giant as he began to ride me faster and faster. Bucking and thrusting into my helpless pussy, pounding it mercilessly. His balls began slapping my arse as he drove his thick cock into me again, and again, and again. The bed creaked with every thrust of his hips as I wrapped my thighs tighter around his pumping legs and arse, not wanting this to end as he fucked me mercilessly harder and harder.
“Come on baby, fuck my pussy! Harder, harder. Fuck me. Do it.” I urged Craig on – cheered him on almost as if my life depended on it. The onslaught continued as he battered and rammed my pussy with his young cock. I felt myself starting to come harder than I ever had from intercourse in my whole life, as my cunt started to pulse and tighten around his thrusting cock. “I’m coming,” I moaned. “I’m coming now!” And another orgasm tore threw me. My back arched and I writhed hard against my young lover, my vagina throbbing with desire.
I felt his motion start to speed up and his breathing quicken. My young stud was getting ready to come too! I urged him on to his own bellowing orgasm as his thighs and hips bucked hard against me and a squadron of a million virile, hungry, young sperm flicked their tails one last time and swarmed into my helpless pussy. I felt Craig’s glorious, young cock pulse hard about five or six times deep inside my belly as he pumped his potent, teeming sperm into their new home, to feast on my completely defenceless egg.
We kissed passionately as our orgasm subsided and our breathing slowed. His cock remained inside me as his hardness subsided, as we kissed and caressed some more. He gently pulled his beautiful cock out of my sperm-filled and battle weary snatch. And as he did a trickle of his sperm came out of me as well. It dripped onto the bed sheets to mingle with the sweat generated by our orgasm.
We slept for probably an hour or so, my head resting on his chest our arms and legs entangled. My hand rested on Craig’s cock, his pubic hair matted with a mixture of his beautiful sperm and my pussy juice. When we awoke we shared a long shower together where I sucked his cock back to attention as the water trickled down over us. We fucked again in the shower, and twice again in the bed – each time harder and more urgently than the previous time. His virile young cock drubbing my poor pussy into submission and giving me three more helpings of his sweet semen.
We slept.
As he was leaving the house the next morning, I kissed my young buck goodbye at the door. Suddenly, an uncontrollable urge swept over the pair of us and he fucked me again on my new lounge carpet, the one he’d fitted only 24 hours before! I guess that weekend, the new lounge carpet and me both got properly laid!

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Control Geek-Chapter 4

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My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move

My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move
By rutger5 (An Original Story-Copyright 2013)
It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me because until the insurance check came in he said he couldn’t afford it. He informed me he was going to use all of his available funds to quickly repair the damage but he had nothing left for relocation until he received the settlement.
So I had to vacate the apartment so the work could be done expeditiously. In the condition it was now in, it wasn’t like I could live there anyway. I was at my wit’s end about where to go as I’m cheap and didn’t wish to pay to stay in a hotel for the next few weeks minimum. That’s when my girlfriend Annette came up with what seemed to be the perfect solution at the time.
I could move in with her for the duration and once my place was ready I’d go back home. Now she and I had been dating for around eight months and I thought we had a really good thing going. For our own reasons neither one of us was looking to get really serious in our relationship. In my case I was just the modern guy who enjoyed never fully growing up and because of this Annette was perfect for me.
Her story was that she was divorced and lived in her own house along with her daughter who was attending college. Because her marriage had ended badly when Annette caught her husband messing around with her best friend she had no intention of going through that again.
So since her divorce five years earlier she’d rarely dated but she had accepted when I asked her out. Since I was twelve years younger than she was Annette was flattered when I hit on her and my good looks didn‘t hurt. Truthfully I’d been unaware of the age gap as she looked younger than her age not that I cared how old she was. I’d seen her at the mall and I was struck by how attractive she was so I decided I had to make a move. Normally I didn’t do things like that on the spur of the moment but that day something compelled me to.
We hit it off right away and on our second date she came back with me to my apartment for a ‘nightcap‘. It had been quite some time since she’d gotten any so she let her hair down, and then some! Annette is usually quite reserved and conservative in many ways but that night she lost all inhibitions. We alternated between making love and rutting like beasts until we finally collapsed due to exhaustion the next morning.
Things never quite reached that crazy height again but we had a lot of good times. We’d have sex at least three nights a week and it would often be more. It was almost always at my place and even when it was at Annette’s I never spent the whole night there. She felt uncomfortable about me staying she said with her teenage daughter living at home. Truthfully I suspected it was because she didn’t want to get too close but it didn’t bother me as I was happy with the arrangement the way it was. That way it allowed me to hang with my buds a few nights a week while still getting steady action.
We’d often go to the movies and dinner and whenever needed, be the other’s escort to whatever event they had to attend. Usually it was one of her many business functions except in the case of a slacker buddy of mine finally biting the bullet and marrying his baby mama. Either way it was cool with me, as generally Annette would be wearing some little black dress and we’d have sex later in the evening.
So I saw no pitfalls in her suggestion and welcomed it with open arms. I hoped I might get a little more nookie staying at her house though she informed me I’d be staying in the guest room for appearances sake. Either way I’d be saving money which certainly was a good thing.
Let me add that I got along with her daughter Vanessa swimmingly. We’d met soon after her mother and I started to date and we had a lot in common. Since I was actually closer in age to Vanessa than her mother we liked a lot of the same music and pop cultural things. In fact during the first week I stayed there one night she and I had a great time playing one of her video games together for hours.
Annette actually felt a little left out and envious about it all. Of course we asked if she wanted to join in but she didn’t want to waste her time on such ‘childish’ things. Still she managed to get me to quit by whispering in my ear to meet her in the bedroom for a different kind of game. That was the only night I was there that such a thing happened. Other times she would slip into the guest room late at night but only after Vanessa had turned in for the evening or when her daughter was out. Either way once we were finished she would leave soon after.
So for the first week everything worked out well and I even went out one night with my friends. There was only one thing out of the ordinary that happened and it was a little embarrassing. Though the house had two bathrooms only one was a full bath with a shower and tub. So in the morning we all had to scramble to get ready without impeding anyone else. Since I was the guest there, I felt I should do my best to minimize impacting Annette or Vanessa. So I’d get up really early and use the bathroom first; freeing it up so they could follow their regular schedule.
On Thursday morning I’d showered and dressed early and gone downstairs to have some coffee before leaving for work. I chilled until it was time to go when I realized I’d forgotten my car keys upstairs. At my apartment I kept them on a hook by the door so I’d just grab them when heading out but here I was unable to follow my normal routine.
So I dashed upstairs to retrieve them when at the same exact time Vanessa happened to be going from her bedroom to the bathroom. Maybe it was because she thought I’d left already or she was just used to it being only her and her mother living there. Whatever the reason was, as I rushed toward the guest room she emerged from her room rubbing the sleep from her eyes while only wearing a bra and panties.
When I saw her like that my eyes must have bugged out of my head and I stopped dead in my tracks. Vanessa also stopped but she had an amused look on her face. It took me a moment before I realized I was staring at her skimpily dressed body so I turned away while mumbling an apology.
“Uhh, sorry about that Vanessa” I managed to get out with my face turning beet red.
“Think nothing of it Brad” she replied before slowly sauntering toward the bathroom.
Under the circumstances I should have just hurried to get my keys but I couldn’t. Almost under compulsion I swiveled my head and watched Vanessa pass me by and enter the bathroom. She then turned and stared straight at me while smiling before closing the door. Once it shut my body was able to move again. Grabbing my keys I hurried downstairs and out the door.
My whole drive to work I couldn’t stop thinking about what I‘d seen. The sight of all her exposed flesh wasn’t something I could easily forget, if ever, and my erection was proof of that. For though Annette was an attractive, sexy woman and I loved being with her she was very slim with tiny breasts and a small ass while her daughter was round and voluptuous with an exaggerated hourglass figure.
Vanessa could best be described as being thick or a little chubby or whatever you wanted to call it, but damn what curves she had! Her breasts were round, full and large and half of them had been spilling out the top of her black brassiere. Her waist was soft and not small but it was in proportion to her even bigger hips and butt which had been encased in bikini leopard print panties. Somehow I was able to make it to work sane and I was determined to not think of what I’d seen but it wasn’t easy.
That night I felt a little bit awkward about earlier but Vanessa didn’t mention it so I relaxed. She acted normally so I was able to as well and we all had a pleasant evening. The only thing I told them about was a temporary change to my work schedule. Because as sometimes is the case with my job I had to change my shift for the following week. Instead of working from seven in the morning until three in the afternoon like usual I’d be working from three until eleven at night.
That certainly threw a wrench into things as far as my sex life was concerned and for the first half of the week Annette and I were unable to connect. So by Thursday morning I was a little on edge so I decided to take a chance. Knowing that Vanessa had early classes that day I sneaked into Annette’s bedroom around the time she got up. She was already awake but still in bed.
“Yes Brad?” she asked as she sat up.
After closing the door behind me I gave her, or more accurately showed her my reply by opening my robe to reveal my erection. Annette gave a big smile when she saw it and beckoned me forward with her finger. Wasting no time I closed the distance between myself and the bed and once there pulled the covers from her body. She was wearing a matching blue camisole and boy shorts and looked good enough to eat. In fact that was what I planned to do so I slipped my fingers under the waistband of her boy shorts and pulled them down and off.
Annette giggled when I did this but then she said “We have to hurry Brad. I need to get ready for work and I can’t be late.”
“No problem babe but you should have time for a quickie” I replied as I pulled her body to the edge of the mattress so her legs were dangling off.
I knelt down between them and since I had no time for preliminaries I immediately buried my face by her pussy. Normally I would at the least tease her or go slow to build the fire but not then. My tongue ran the length of her lips, starting at the bottom and working my way up until I reached her clit which was partially obscured by her curly, brown pubic hair.
Annette kept her bush cut short and neatly trimmed but she didn’t shave down there unlike the younger women I had dated before her. After a few licks she was already getting wet and when my tongue speared her inner juiciness I could already smell her aroused, musky scent. Moistening my thumb with saliva I used it to gently circle her clit as my tongue probed as deeply as it could reach. I made circular movements with my tongue as it was buried in her allowing me to lash her tasty inner walls.
Annette moaned appreciatively from my efforts as her hand ran through my hair. Usually I’d take my time in guiding her to her first orgasm and it would be just one of many. I confess I love to eat pussy and I had since the first time I’d been blessed with the opportunity to do so when I was a teenager with young Bridget Flynn. But since we were in a hurry and I wanted to make sure we had time for my own pleasure as well, I pulled out all the stops.
After reluctantly removing my tongue from her womanly crevice I slid one of my fingers inside to take its place. This allowed my tongue to again seek out her little nubbin which it soon did. Annette let out a throaty moan as my finger frigged her juicy hole rapidly. It made a squishing sound as it sank in her canal before I would pull it back with her muscles reluctantly yielding to my retreat.
Knowing time was of the essence I worked a second finger in her though she was still tight and drove it all the way in. Then while continuing to lick her clit I also sucked it between my lips bringing her to the precipice of pleasure. Increasing the speed of my fingers was enough to push her off it as I thrust them to their full length.
Her internal muscles clamped onto my digits and her grip tightened on my hair. For my part I kept licking and sucking her clit though I was no longer able to keep finger fucking her. Still I managed to wriggle them around a bit which certainly increased her pleasure. Annette was biting her lip to prevent from screaming out loud but she was still emitting a number of low, throaty moans.
Once she began to recover I got to my feet and moved between her thighs with my knees bent so I was at the perfect height. Only then did I withdraw my fingers and as I did Annette grasped my cock right below the shaft. She guided it to her entrance and after first rubbing it a few times against her wetness to lubricate it she positioned it between her lips at the entrance.
Taking it from there I pushed my hips forward a little which was enough to work my mushroom head inside Annette. She groaned with pleasure as I did and it became louder as I was able to sink deeper which was greatly aided when I lifted her legs and held them in midair. Using a number of short, rapid thrusts allowed me to keep going until I had my full length inside her open gates of paradise.
For the next couple of minutes I drove in and out of her sweet, sticky treasure at a good clip. I reveled in the way she felt on my shaft and how her yoga trained muscles constricted along its length. I could tell by her moans that she was really enjoying herself and believe me so was I. Soon Annette reached out and grabbed my thighs as I slid in and out of her aroused pink pussy.
“Come on Brad; get on the bed. I want to feel your skin against mine” she pleaded between moans of pleasure.
Though I was enjoying the position we were in and I knew I was at the right angle to really rock her world I went along with her suggestion after first delivering a few more hard thrusts. Adjusting her body position slightly I crawled onto the bed while remaining in her and once I had I leaned forward and rested on my elbows. This brought our bodies into close contact the length of our torsos and it also allowed Annette to grab hold of my ass.
Her skin felt hot against mine and our sweaty bodies slid against one another as I continued my thrusting. Now in this position and with Annette’s hands keeping me buried deep I was unable to drive my full length; so instead I ground into her. I was also able to rotate my hips in a circular motion which she eagerly responded to.
“Oh yes Brad, that’s it! Don’t stop baby” she whispered in my ear to spur me on.
Our lips found each other’s and we kissed. Ever since our first kiss I’d marveled how soft her lips were and how sweet they tasted. One could get drunk on them if one had the time. Unfortunately life intruded this morning when I knew time was in short supply. So I broke our kiss reluctantly. My hips rose and fell like a derrick with her hands assisting them and I could hear her breathing getting short and ragged. I sped up as much as I could and I was rewarded a minute later when she let out a wail.
“Oh yessss!” she cried out as she climaxed and I joined her seconds later.
My organ swelled inside Vanessa and then I felt my balls release my load. Since it had been a few days since I’d cum, I soaked her pussy with many jets of my white, liquid love. With a satisfied groan my body sank onto hers when no more ejaculate was left. We stayed like that for less than a minute when she prodded me with her finger.
“Sorry Brad; but you need to get off me or I’ll be late” she told me in a business like tone.
Somehow I managed to push myself up and roll off her at which point she scrambled off the bed and rushed out the room and to the bathroom. For a few minutes I lay there and enjoyed the post coital buzz but since I now felt sleepy I knew I had to leave. No doubt if she found me still in bed and worse me being asleep then she’d ask me to leave so I saved her the trouble.
Pulling on my robe I went back to the guest room and climbed under the covers for some shuteye. When I woke up a few hours later it was just past eleven in the morning. Though there was still some time before I had to get ready for work I decided to hop in the shower. Fifteen minutes later with a towel wrapped around my waist I was shaving when I heard the bathroom door open. Turning I was surprised to see Vanessa just inside the room wearing a thigh length red silk robe.
“Oh sorry Brad. I didn’t realize you were in here” she said with an enigmatic smile on her face.
While I certainly wasn’t going to accuse her of lying I found her statement a bit hard to swallow. The door had been closed with the water running and the light on, so even if she hadn’t heard the shower a little bit earlier it didn’t make much sense.
“Umm Vanessa, I thought you had classes today?” I asked.
“Oh I did but I decided to skip them today. Don’t tell my mom please, you know how she gets. It can be our little secret, like what happened the other morning” she said with a wink.
I laughed nervously in response to her statement but I knew what she meant in regards to how Annette can get. Living with her had shown me a different side to her. Not that she wasn’t a great lady and I’d known she was reserved but she could also be a little uptight as well; especially about her house and things like that.
She and Vanessa were like oil and water on that subject as Vanessa was very laid back and sloppy. Annette was neat and anal, retentive that is, not sexually. I’d witnessed a couple of minor shouting matches over the state of Vanessa’s messy room and such things including Vanessa not taking college seriously enough. So I understood her not wanting her mother to know she decided to take the day off. But it also meant Vanessa had been home earlier when I’d assumed she was at class. She must have been sleeping I thought or she’d have heard us for sure.
“So what are you doing Brad?” she asked as she drew closer.
“Well it should be obvious I’m shaving” I told her while trying and failing to remain focused on what I was doing.
“Do you mind if I watch? When I was a little girl I’d watch my dad shave sometimes.”
“I guess its okay. No harm I can see in it” I lied.
Vanessa brushed past me and actually perched herself on top of the vanity. To say she was now distracting me was the understatement of the century. There was no way to avoid seeing her as I watched myself shave in the mirror even if she sat quietly; but she didn’t. First she flicked her dyed blond hair about before leaning forward and actually lightly touching my pectoral muscle with her painted fingertips.
“Brad I see staying here hasn’t stopped you from finding time for the gym. You’re in such great shape. Maybe you can help me with some advice. I always intend to exercise more but then something comes up and I don’t follow through. Plus as you can see I love having dessert and it goes right to my hips.”
When she said that Vanessa took her hand off my chest while crossing her legs and brought it down to her ample hip. Like I was hypnotized my eyes followed her hand as it slid down her body to its new resting place. Along the way I got a great view of her exposed cleavage as her robe had loosened a bit as she moved. Either I was imagining things or Vanessa wasn’t wearing anything underneath her robe because a lot of her pale white breasts were showing and I saw no hint of material.
On top of that I was able to clearly make out the shape of her nipples as they strained against the silk robe. Add to that her robe had ridden up her thigh revealing plenty of her shapely legs. Stifling a choking sound I tore my eyes away from her and again tried to resume shaving. Unfortunately my hand shook a bit and I managed to nick myself with the razor.
“Ooh I’m sorry Brad. Here I am distracting you and now you’ve cut yourself” Vanessa cooed.
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it” I replied, my voice sounding hoarse to me.
She slid off the vanity and stood so close I could smell her and I could feel her warm breath on my skin.
“I can’t help worrying about it Brad, especially since that’s not the only effect I’m having on you.”
After saying that I felt her hand on top of the towel right on my growing bulge. I’d been fighting a losing battle in trying to prevent from getting hard and that was the final straw.
“Vanessa we can’t…” was all I got out before her other hand yanked the towel off me.
My semi-erect cock popped up once it was uncovered and as soon as it did Vanessa wrapped her hand around it. That forced a groan from my lips which only got louder as she stroked it slowly.
“Did I cause this Brad? That wasn’t very nice of me, was it?”
“What are you doing to me?” I gasped though it was pretty clear to us both.
“Well after the other day when you saw me I thought it would be only fair if I saw you too. I didn’t really plan on this happening. But I got so horny listening to you and my mom earlier that I didn’t know what to do. Then I saw you liked what you saw, so…”
At that point Vanessa bent at the waist and angled my cock in her direction as she opened her mouth. In my half hard state Vanessa was able to easily engulf me and I felt her tongue licking as she swallowed me. I dropped the razor into the sink and grabbed her by the hair. Her hand guided my body in turning in her direction so that she was now right in front of me. While keeping her mouth on my hardening cock Vanessa managed to bend her knees until she was in a crouching position.
That allowed her to grab hold of my ass and pull me forward. For the next minute the only sounds were of her noisily slurping as she sucked me and my answering grunts and groans. During this time my cock reached its full size but Vanessa was able to keep most of it in her wet mouth. In fact more than once she took my cock to its root allowing me to slide into her throat. After one time where she held it like that for at least thirty seconds she pulled her head off me, releasing my member.
“You have a nice cock Brad. I’m really enjoying sucking it but then I’ve always been a cocksucker since I was young.”
“I can tell” I replied as she now started running her tongue the length of my shaft.
After licking it for a while as her hand fondled my balls Vanessa worked her mouth down and sucked one into her mouth. As she sucked on it she also swirled her tongue around it, really impressing me with her oral talent. Then without warning she pulled her mouth from me and shrugged her shoulders so her robe slipped down some and her large, full breasts were free.
Using one hand she guided my erection between them and once there Vanessa pushed them together against my swollen flesh. She moved her body just enough that my erection slid back and forth between her succulent breasts and the feeling was enjoyable to say the least. When she also managed to swallow my head while continuing to squeeze my shaft with her breasts I was almost beside myself with pleasure. If nothing else this reminded me why I so loved big bosomed girls.
Just when I didn’t think I could take anymore without exploding Vanessa suddenly released my cock and stood. Without a word she turned and walked to the door and opened it. I stood there, not sure if I should be grateful to her for stopping before it was too late or I should wring her neck, when she turned her head. The robe slid off her body showing she had on one thing under her robe – a frilly red thong which drew my eyes to her big round ass.
“If you want to continue this then follow me” she said before giggling and with that she strutted down the hall.
It took me all of ten seconds to wipe away the remaining shaving cream from my half shaven face and after picking up her discarded robe I hurried toward Vanessa’s room. The door was open and I saw her sitting on the bed with a come hither expression on her pretty face. Once I reached her she wasted no time but again took me into her wanton mouth.
Her lips slid along my full length as her tongue swirled against the bottom of my shaft forcing a groan from me. Vanessa bobbed her head as she swallowed me deeply before pulling off while leaving a hanging strand of saliva on my cock.
“Brad I have an idea. Why don’t you lie down and get comfortable so I can try something.”
Once I was stretched out on the mattress Vanessa removed the belt from her robe and crawled toward me on the bed. Playfully she wrapped it around my wrists after which I allowed her to raise my arms above my head. She tied it to the headboard next but I wasn’t worried knowing that it wasn’t tight enough to actually keep me captive. But I found it kind of hot so I went along with her game.
I was rewarded by Vanessa straddling my torso and leaning down to kiss me. When our lips met an electric shock went through my body and I discovered that her mother wasn’t the only good kisser in the family. Her full lips parted and my tongue slithered into her mouth where her tongue met mine. They circled and danced with each other for a time until she pulled her head away from me. She swooped in again and kissed me but it was brief and this time she ended it by biting my lip.
Vanessa must have liked doing that as I saw amusement reflected in her big, brown eyes but right afterwards she leaned down so that her long blonde hair trailed across my skin. She worked her way down my body and as she did her hair teased me the whole way. From my chest to my stomach and from there to my swollen groin and beyond that to my legs.
Then her hand grasped my hard cock at the base and tilted it up at a forty five degree angle from my supine body. She started to lick it now, her nimble tongue exploring every bit of it from the base to the swollen crown and back again. While she did this she rested her pelvis on my leg and I could feel the heat and wetness emanating from her pussy through the material of her thong.
In fact the longer she worked me over, the wetter she became. Vanessa was obviously someone who became really turned on by sucking cock. She then started to squirm on my leg, grinding her mound against it and she was letting out tiny moans as she did so. This was too much for me so I had to say something.
“Vanessa it’s pretty clear that you’re turned on right now. Why don’t you let me go so I can return the favor and lick your hot little pussy for you.”
Her eyes met mine as she still was licking me but a few seconds later she stopped.
“You want to eat me Brad? That is so hot.”
She let go of my erection and then slid up my body until she was over my chest. As I watched she pulled the thong to one side and I saw her sweet peach for the first time. Unlike her mom she was totally bare down there with not a wisp of hair remaining. Her pussy was swollen and I could clearly see the juice inside her fruit and I greatly desired to taste her. I extended my tongue and wagged it from side to side in an invitation that Vanessa immediately accepted.
She scooted her body forward just a little and I also raised my head to meet her. Once her pussy reached the range of my tongue I licked it prompting a squeal from her. Her hands grabbed me by the hair as I ran my tongue the length of her delicious pussy lips but she wanted more.
“Put it inside me and fuck me with your tongue” Vanessa demanded to which I eagerly complied.
I pushed my tongue out to its limit and rocked my head up and down to drive it as far into her as I could reach. As I did she aided me by pulling on my hair and pushing her pelvis toward me at the same time. In this position my nose bumped into her erect clit as we came together and soon she was moaning uncontrollably.
“Yes, yes, yes! Don’t stop, I’m almost there” she called out so I somehow increased the speed of my head and neck.
That sure did the trick as in less than a minute Vanessa let out a drawn out wail while clamping her large thighs on my head. I felt her body shaking in the throes of passion and my tongue was bathed by an increased flow of her intoxicating womanly nectar. This went on for a while before her legs loosened around my head. As much as I’d enjoyed it I lowered my head back because my breathing had been restricted a little, though I couldn’t imagine a better way to go than being smothered by Vanessa’s succulent pussy.
Once I’d taken a few big gulps of air I brought my face up again and I resumed licking Vanessa. She smiled as I did and when I zeroed in on her clit she oohed and aahed. I circled around it then flicked it with my tongue before circling it once again. Her fingers gently ran through my hair as I licked her sex feverishly. Occasionally I’d move south and lick her lips and inside her juicy core before again returning to her swollen clit. After a while her breathing became faster and louder so I picked up the pace with my tongue. I knew I hit the jackpot when her hand suddenly pulled hard on my hair and she groaned loudly.
With a sigh Vanessa leaned back as she recovered from her latest orgasm as I continued to lick her. Finally she let go of my hair and moved down my body. During this period of oral delight I stayed as hard as a steel beam and my reward was on its way down. As soon as she was straddling my hips she reached down and took hold of my erect cock.
She guided it to her entrance and sank down on it impaling herself. Vanessa let out a gasp as my cock filled her tight hole and once she bottomed out she raised her hips up until only my head remained in her. She teased me by then rotating on my swollen crown but her lust got the better of her and she sank down again onto my shaft.
“Vanessa if you want, lean down so I can suck on those delicious looking nipples while you ride me” I told her lustfully.
My suggestion must have appealed to her as seconds later I was suckling on her large breast while of course paying special attention to her tasty nipple. She rested her hands on my chest as she rode me and the breast that wasn’t in my mouth swayed gently as she did. I could taste the saltiness of her sweat as my mouth sucked her and my tongue lashed her hard nipple. Vanessa groaned appreciatively from that or maybe it was from the feeling of being filled by my thickness.
Either way she was making a lot of noise but she was a wild one. Suddenly she stopped moving her hips and instead sat upright pulling her tasty breast away from me. Before I had a chance to complain she began to rotate her hips in a circular movement while running the tips of her fingernails down my torso lightly.
“Damn Vanessa you are something else” I exclaimed as I started to pump upwards rapidly.
That caught her off guard for a moment but she soon recovered by reaching back and taking my balls in her hand and gently squeezing them causing me to moan loudly.
“You have no idea Brad. But tell me something baby, now that you’ve tried us both. Who’s a better fuck, me or my mom?”
She laughed after she said this but that was probably due to the shocked expression on my face. Not that there was any way I planned on going there with her but Vanessa was persistent, I’ll give her that.
“Come on Brad, I want an answer. That is if you want me to make you cum.”
There was no way I’d let myself be forced into that but I also intended on cumming. So I simply twisted my wrists around until my hands were free which surprised Vanessa. Then I grabbed around her waist and rolled our bodies so I ended up on top of her large soft body. Thankfully she released ‘my boys’ when this happened leading to no damage.
“That’s not an appropriate question Vanessa but I’ll say your bondage skills suck” I told her right before I started to pound her hard.
For the next few minutes she couldn’t get a word in as I drove deep with every thrust; the most she could do was moan. She certainly had more cushion for the pushing, that’s for sure. This position was more to my liking anyway, especially for making me cum so I went all out. Right before I came I pulled out as I had no way of knowing if she was on birth control and there was no way under the circumstances I was going to risk it.
I managed to scramble up her body slightly before my first shot exploded from me and landed on her left breast. By the third shot Vanessa had brought her head up and taken my shooting cock into her wonderful mouth and sucked me until I was drained. When I was through cumming she released my cock then licked her lips lasciviously and smiled up at me.
“Well, I doubt my mom would do that for you. It would be too messy” she stated before giggling.
Collapsing on the bed beside her I shook my head. She was certainly right about Annette not swallowing but damn! That was her mother she was talking about and it somehow didn’t seem right to talk like that considering we were both betraying her and under her own roof to boot.
“Vanessa we need to talk” I told her as seriously as I could. “What just happened was great but it was also wrong. If your mom found out…”
“Brad I’m not an idiot and no matter what you think I love my mom and I don’t want to hurt her. So we just can’t let her know about this. Sure she can piss me off and stuff but I wasn’t doing this to pay her back or anything. I’m just a little bit slutty and having you staying here gave me an opportunity and I took it. It wasn’t like I ever tried anything before while you guys were going out. Call it a case of temporary sexual insanity, that’s all.”
Feeling better about the situation I nodded at her.
“That’s cool. I know it’s not like me and your mother will be getting married or anything but normally I have more control.”
“Well you’re not the first guy who let your little head take over around me. That’s the price I pay for being so desirable” she replied as she took the little fella in hand making me groan. “Am I wrong or do I still sense some life left in him?”
She was right about that. When she wrapped her hand around me it stirred a little and when she moved her head there and took it back in her mouth I realized it wasn’t over yet. Well in for a penny, in for a pound I figured. It wasn’t like at this point it much mattered. She then began to give me the sloppiest, nastiest blowjob I’d ever received. In order to harden me faster she slapped my cock against her cheek with more force then I would have used and once I was three quarters there she took me in her mouth. The saliva ran down my shaft as she deep throated me and it was pretty clear she had no gag reflex the way she impaled herself.
At the rate she was going it felt like she was trying to literally suck any remaining cum straight from my balls even before I’d fully hardened. But no matter how turned on I was getting, I didn’t want to cum from her mouth. Since I assumed this would be my last time with her I wanted to feel her sweet pussy around me once again. I like receiving oral as much as the next guy but nothing tops the feel of a hot, wet pussy and Vanessa’s was both.
So I reluctantly pulled her head from me and rolled her over so she was on her side with her back to me. I pushed her bottom leg up so the knee was bent as I moved onto my side. Sensing what I was planning Vanessa lifted her top leg in the air giving me unfettered access. Taking my cock in hand I shifted right to where I needed to be and slid back into her juicy pussy.
Resting on my elbow I pumped into her deeply while running my free hand over her extremely lush body. I played with her breasts and tweaked each nipple before moving down and stroking her soft midsection and from there I searched out her clit. As soon as I found it she reached down and again cupped my balls.
“Are you going to cum in me this time Brad ‘cause I think that’s really hot, feeling it shoot deep inside.”
“Is that what you want Vanessa?”
“Ooh yeah! And don’t worry” she said with a giggle “I’m protected, the pills are on my bedside table if you don‘t believe me. The last thing I need right now is to get pregnant while I’m just starting college.”
That certainly was encouraging news to me. Nothing I enjoyed more than filling a sweet tight puss with the cream it had rightfully earned. But I planned on waiting a bit before giving her the special delivery. So I continued to slide my full length back and forth as I fingered her clitty. I noticed Vanessa’s face was beginning to flush so I nuzzled her neck and shoulder with my lips.
“Yes that’s nice Brad. Don’t you dare stop!” she gasped.
That I had no intention of doing. If anything my kisses became more passionate and my fingers now pinched her clit between them. I figured I was doing it right when her hand moved from my balls to on top of my hand and squeezed it. When I bit her neck she stiffened and all the muscles in her body tightened up. I waited until she relaxed a little to move, pulling out of her which caused her to sigh.
“Come on Vanessa, I want you to turn on your stomach and spread those legs nice and wide for me.”
“Okay” she answered simply and did what I asked.
It was such a beautiful sight that I had to stare for a minute. She looked so delectable on her belly with her big, white ass sticking up in the air. Beyond that she had her head turned sideways so I saw the profile of her pretty face with her sweaty blonde hair plastered to her neck. But what really took my breath away was the view of her beautiful pussy between her milky thighs. It was swollen and open with her juices coating it. She became impatient waiting for me so she began to wiggle her ass in an invitation.
An invitation that I planned on responding to rsvp. So I grabbed the waistband of her thong and rolled it down. Vanessa aided me by raising her wide hips so I was able to easily pull it down her thick, smooth legs. She bent at the knees so I could slip them off her and when she did I grabbed one of her adorable feet and kissed it, going so far as to suck on her toes. But at that moment we both wanted more so I released her pretty foot and dropped it.
“Come on Brad, I want you back in me. Now!” she demanded though there was also a hint of pleading as well.
My hand swatted her cheek and made it jiggle as I crawled into position. Vanessa laughed and continued to shake her booty but as soon as I drove my thickness into her peach she just groaned and stopped moving. My body melted onto hers along its full length and by craning my neck my lips reached hers. Resting on my knees and elbows my fingers slipped under her and squeezed her soft, pillow like breasts.
My hips rose then fell slowly as I savored the feeling of her tight vaginal muscles on my cock. I didn’t want to go too fast but instead experience every fraction of an inch as it slid in and out of Vanessa. The head of my cock was engulfed the whole time as I was unwilling to remove it from her for even an instant.
Reluctantly I broke the kiss but that allowed me to increase the speed of my thrusting. Still every now and then I’d alter my pattern. Instead of pumping in and out of her, I would move my hips from side to side when I was buried fully in her. As good as both ways were I decided to mix it up again so without telling her why I removed my erection from Vanessa and sat back on my heels. That certainly got her attention.
“Why did you do that Brad?” she asked petulantly.
“Because I want you on your hands and knees so I can rock you doggy style.”
I had never seen her move as fast before as she did getting into that position and once she did she looked back hungrily but I was already moving. My body knelt upright and I moved forward just enough that my head was again nestled between her lips. Once in place I rotated my hips without going forward any more. Vanessa was having none of that and she pushed her hips backward until I was buried and her soft hips were pressed to me which is what I wanted.
My hand smacked her posterior to get her started and she was off to the races. Vanessa did the work, grinding against me or moving her hips back and forth, swallowing and then releasing my cock. It was cool to watch it disappear then reappear as she moved and her big ass looked great as did her clinging lips. When I felt she was slacking I’d give a light swat to encourage her though sometimes I just did it because it was enjoyable and she liked it too.
Finally I decided to take charge so I put my hand on her cheek to hold her in place while also using it for support. First I went from two knees to one knee and one foot and then to both feet as I crouched behind her. Keeping my hand on her ass I started thrusting hard and deep into her. I went as fast as I could and with each movement my balls slapped into her with a fleshy sound.
The longer it went on the harder I started to breathe and I began to feel myself getting close to cumming. My second hand grabbed her waist and I pulled her to meet my thrusts and that was enough. Volume wise it must have been less than the last time but it felt even more pleasurable as this time I fired deep inside Vanessa.
That orgasm totally wiped me out and as soon as I’d pulled from her, I sprawled on her bed and fell asleep. It was her shaking me roughly that finally roused me from slumber.
“Brad you better get up or you’ll be late for work” she told me when I finally opened my eyes.
Looking at her clock I realized she was right and I nearly jumped from the bed. By the skin of my teeth I made it to work where my supervisor asked me if the half shaven look was my new thing. I told him it was that or being late so I went with that look for the day.
In spite of my best intentions to not let it happen again Vanessa it seems had other plans on the matter. After that whenever we were in a room alone she’d do something like grope me or give me a quick flash of her breast or ass. It was damn hard to ignore especially as she was so sexy and I knew how wild she could get.
Then one night after Annette had made a booty call and then returned to her room I was surprised to feel a body slip under the covers with me and then a hand on my cock. My hand reached out and I could tell it wasn’t Annette who’d returned as the body was much too voluptuous.
“Are you crazy?!” I whispered.
She just giggled and a minute later I felt her mouth on me and I had to stifle a groan. As insane as it was I did nothing to stop her when she climbed on top and started to ride me. During this risky section I kept my hand over her mouth for the most part to prevent her from being her usual loud self and somehow we got away with it.
A few days later we weren’t so lucky. Again Annette made a late night visit and had left. Less than five minutes later Vanessa was in bed besides me totally nude. We hadn’t even started anything when to my horror I heard the door open and Annette stood there. I’m not sure if she had forgotten something or decided to come back for seconds but when she saw us together she let out a loud scream.
Vanessa jumped out of the bed immediately but since she was naked as a jaybird that only made the situation ten times worse. Annette turned on her heel and headed off yelling while her daughter followed trying to apologize. I simply got dressed then gathered my belongings together and headed for the hills or rather a motel where I checked in.
If I’d only done that to begin with than it all never would have happened that way. Well hindsight and all and you live and learn I guess. I did feel like a piece of shit by how I’d treated Annette but there was no way to change what we’d done. Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoyed the sex with Vanessa – it was fantastic but it didn’t make up for me being an ass. From now on I resolved to not date anyone with a daughter. It was my safest bet.
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The Harem Pt.4

This the 4th chapter, I recommend to read part 1 to 3 first to understand the story. All described persons are of legal age. This is my first story and I’m not a native speaker but I’m happy for your criticism – good or bad. Please comment if you want the story to continue.

The Last White Hope(Chapter 3)

This a fictional story about becoming President of our country. It sort of parallels our history and time line.
Chapter Three is about the Campaign & Election
I was campaigning in Alabama, when I got a phone call, saying that there was an emergency at home, and I need to be there ASAP.
I boarded the jet and flew directly to Miami. A car met me at the hanger, and with a police escort, I headed for the hospital. A group of reporters surrounded the main entrance. I raced into the hospital, to the flashing of their camera’s and their shouts of questions. I took the elevator up to ICU, on the 2nd floor. My son Tom was there to meet me, with the heart doctor. They filled me in on Joyce’s condition.
“She is in critical condition, suffering from a major heart attack. She is now in a coma. Quite frankly I am surprised that she has survived this long. I would suggest that you have us disconnect life support and let her go peacefully. There is nothing more that I can do for her.” He said as he laid everything out for me.
Doing what he suggests is extremely hard to do to someone that you love dearly, and has stood by you, through thick and thin. The doctor could see that I was in deep turmoil, over making this decision.
“There is not going to be much change here, why don’t you go home and discuss this with your family.” He said to me. “If anything happens, we will call you.”
Tom and I left the hospital to a mob of reporters screaming questions at us from all direction. Security hustled us into a waiting car, which took us home.
We contacted the rest of the immediate family and filled them in on their mother’s condition. I told them that I would fly them all out here to be with me when I had the hospital disconnect the life support. In 24 hours the kids were all here, and we left to go to the hospital.
The kids and I arrived at the hospital, again there were some media people around to take our pictures, and try to get an interview with me. We rode the elevator up to the ICU, and entered her ward. There was no change in her condition.
I nodded to the doctor, and they began to unhook her from life support. She was still holding on to her life. Each of the children gave her a kiss and a hug. As I bent over to give her one last kiss goodbye, she open her eyes and reached up to give me a hug.
“Don’t quit” She whispered to me.
She released me and laid back down, and the heart monitor went red line with a beep, and she was gone. I bent over and gave her still warm lips a last kiss, as tears slowly ran down my cheeks.
Our hearts were heavy, as we left the hospital in great sorrow. The trip back to the estate, was deathly quiet. We all were deep in thought, thinking about memories of her. The funeral was a couple days later, and then the kids all left to go back to their lives.
I moped around the estate for a few days, trying to determine just what to do. While I was out of touch, the campaign ground to a halt. Without me to man the ship, it was starting to sink. It was just after the Fourth of July holiday. My campaign manage came to visit, and we had a long discussion on just what to do.
“My heart is just not into this campaign anymore, since Joyce’s death.” I told him.
“Stewart then you either have to withdraw right now, so as not to waste people’s time, and money, or you need to get on your horse, and gallop right back into this race.” He laid it out for me.
“It is late, you are welcome to spend the night, let me sleep on it, and we will talk in the morning.” I said to him with a yawn.
All night long her words came back to haunt me. Don’t quit, Don’t quit, Don’t quit, I could hear it over and over in my head. I tossed and turned all night to those words. Finally at 5:00 a.m., I was up with a clear picture on what I was going to do.
We spent the rest of the morning in a strategy session, planning our next move to get the campaign back on track. I decided to hold a press conference in front of Miami city hall to announce my intentions tomorrow.
We arrived at city hall to a huge gathering of supports, and media personal.
“Thank you all for showing up here this morning. The last words that my wife said to me before she died was Don’t Quit. Those words have been echoing through my head ever since. I am going to follow my wife’s words, and Don’t Quit. This campaign is officially back on track. (large ovation). And and we will not stop until we reach the White House in Washington, D.C. (another large ovation). I thank you all for being here, and let us take this campaign back on the road.” I finished up with a flourish.
It was going to be a four-month race to the finish line, and right now we are in third place. We need help, and lots of it. Both parties have their National Conventions yet to go, which will give them a big boost in the polls. We need to figure something to counter act that boost. The only thing that I could think of, was good old fashion hard campaigning. Town to town, door to door style.
For the next couple of months I campaigned hard, I hit every state, pounding out my message. The super pac money was pouring into the advertising. I was slowly creeping up in the polls. The first of two debates were held, and I scored a knock down, if you believed the media.
I was in Nashville for a speech and a special with some Country Stars. There was a knock on my hotel door and my security guy came in. “There is a young lady outside who says her name is Lynn and she is from Miami.” He told me.
“By all means let her in.” I replied to him.
She walked in looking as good as ever(it has been a while since our threesome at the estate).
We exchanged greetings, and I invited her to stay for dinner so we could chat. It is never fun to eat dinner alone. She agreed to join me. After dinner we returned to my hotel room for some after dinner drinks. One thing lead to another and we ended up in bed.
As our kisses became more passionate, our tongues began probing each others mouth. I was squeezing her breast and pinching her nipples. She was really getting turned on as she was moaning into my mouth. Slowly I worked my way down her body, kissing and biting softly her neck. Man what a beautiful neck she has. I finally made it to those perfect mounds. I licked and sucked on her breast and nipples. I could see bumps form on her areola’s.
She finally started to talk dirty to me, “OOO that feels so fucking good, suck them harder you fucking bastard,” She said with a loud gasp. “My fucking nipples are so sensitive.”
I took her nipple in my mouth and suck really hard on it, then took my teeth and started to nibble on it. Then I used my tongue to lick that hard budding nipple.
While I was working on her breast, my hand moves down her tummy and through her bush, to her pussy. I gently rubbed her thighs, and then my fingers moved to her outer lips, gently stroking them.
She softly whispered in my ear, “My cunt is so fucking wet put your finger in me, and rub my fucking clit.”
I opened her lips and inserted my finger, and began to finger fuck her slippery slit. She was really wet, and was moaning and groaning out loud. My finger found her hidden jewel, and I started to gently rub on her clit, getting her more stimulated.
It was not long, and she moaned out loud, she clutched my arm tightly and locked her legs against my hand, as she was under the enchantment of an intense orgasm, that filled my hand full of her love juices.
I let her settle down, before I started to make my way down her body. She had a trim bush that smells full of her last orgasm. I spread her lips and inserted my tongue, and start to lick her pussy. I moved my tongue up and found her swollen clitoris, I started to lick and suck on her clit, momentarily she started to squirm again.
” O fucking shit, I going to cum again,” She cried out as my face got a bath from her orgasm. I stayed put and licked up all of her honey dew that I could.
“Ohhh baby you can sure in the fuck light my fire. I want to feel your cock in me. Fuck me now, Do it fucking now.” She started to beg as she began to pull me up to her.
I moved up to her on my knees and grabbed her legs and pushed them wide open, allowing me to invaded her wet hole with my cock. I pounded away at her, with her feet riding over my shoulders. I knew that I would not last very long, as I was fucking her hard and fast.
She started to softly scream, ”O God baby you feel so fucking good, I ‘m going to cum, I ‘m going too fucking cum.”
She was so hot, that my nuts started to cook in my sack, causing my cum to start boiling. It was not long and my cum was ready to explode up my shaft and out my exit hole.
“Get ready baby I am ready to blow,” I said as I blasted a load into her hot cunt.
We collapsed on the bed. We fell asleep in the arms of each other. I sure needed that release. She was just what the doctor ordered. She left the next morning, and I did not see her for the rest of the campaign.
Two months to go and things were starting to tighten up. There was talk about what happens if no candidate gets enough electoral votes. That was a raging debate on just how the President would be elected. A lot of talk about the 12th Amendment, and just what it said. The second debate was held and it seemed as if it was a draw for all three candidates.
One month to go, and I was exhausted. It seems like I did not even have a chance to change my underwear. The media blitz was overwhelming, my campaign was in a 24-hour mode, and getting a good night of sleep was out of the question.
The crowds at our campaign rallies were getting larger all the time. Unlike the other two candidates who staged their rallies, mine wasn’t. I would speak to ten people or a thousand people, it did not matter to me, as every vote counted.
I brought my Middle Class America (MCA) campaign to the big cities, and colleges, in the last few months. I was received very well by all the ethnic groups, and my speeches at the colleges drew large crowds.
The bookies in London, originally had me at a 50-1 long shot in the Presidential race, now had me in at 10-1, with the President at 3-1, and the lady senator was at 9-2 odds. Basically it is a coin toss between the three of us, but better odds on the other two.
A week to go and the polls had the President in the lead. I was still third, but I was closing the gap quickly. It would be a mad dash to the finish line, as I tried to be everywhere at the same time.
Election day, there is 538 electoral votes at stake, and 270 to win the election. This was going to be a very interesting race. The polls still had the President in the lead. He won his usually northeastern states, and most of the rust belt states. In the east central part, and the bible belt of the country the Senator was holding her own. I started to win the states west of the Mississippi river. It would come down to the west coast states and Florida. The President has always done well out there.
In a stun revisal I swept the west coast states and Florida, to win the most electoral votes, but not enough to win the election. I had won 221 votes and about 41% of the popular vote, the President won 189 votes, and about 35% of the popular vote, and the Senator won 128 votes, and about 24% of the popular vote.
The election is now in the hands of the House, as the Twelfth Amendment explains how this process works. The Senate votes for Vice-President, according to the same amendment. This has not been done since the early 1800″s. There were all kinds of shit going on, with the Supreme Court stepping to make some rulings, but finally things got straightened out.
In early December, the House and the Senate, both have done a couple of rounds of ballot voting, but nobody got enough votes for either office. Finally they decide to hold a joint session, and interview all the candidates. They allowed a day for each candidate. First up were the two Vice-Presidents. The Senate only has to take the top two vote getters for Vice-President. The House has to take the top three voter getters for President.
First couple of days the two Vice-Presidents were interviewed . The third day was the President turn, and the Senator was interviewed on the fourth day. Then finally it was my turn.

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In need of money she steals from him. Given the choice of going to prison or becoming his slut she chooses SLUT