"Oh my God … I don't believe this," I whisper, burying my face against my forearm in embarrassment.
"We've just gave them something they will never forget, Ash … I bet this is the kind of story they'll be telling their grandchildren."
I can't help but smile - even in the strangest situations, Austin can always see the positive side of things.
"Well," I find myself saying. "Let's give them a story worth telling, then."
As soon as the words leave my lips, I start thrusting back at Austin, slamming my ass against his hips. Responding to the movement of my body, he matches me thrust for thrust, his cock completely destroying every single nerve ending inside my pussy. His cock moves so fast in and out of my pussy that I can't even tell when it's going in or going out. Not that it matters, really – all that matters is that he's inside of me right now.
Screaming at the top of my lungs – after all, the Secret Service already knows what we're doing in here – , I do it until my throat starts complaining from the effort. And then I just scream some more.
Somehow, knowing that the agents outside can hear us, it just makes me scream even louder. Even my throat seems to have temporarily forgotten that it's raw.
Smacking my ass hard, Austin amplifies the pleasure I'm feeling and, even though my throat feels too raw for me to scream, I can't stop a loud moan from escaping my lips. Slapping me again, he does it multiple times, and that hard enough to leave a red mark on my flesh.
The last time he smacks me, he does it so hard that another orgasm simple rises from the pain reaching my brain. It hits me like a brick, and I almost collapse on top of the desk as I feel it rage through me, its intensity enough to make me pass out. Somehow, I hold on to consciousness.
Sweet pleasure still courses through my veins, but I don't stop. Somehow, I think that Austin's insatiable hunger is rubbing on me. I push past all my limits and continue thrusting back at him until I can feel pressure mounting inside of me once again; but before I can come, Austin laces my waist and pulls me back.
Picking me up from the desk as his cock pops out of me, he then carries me in his arms toward one of the couches in the center of the office. He lays down, bringing me down after him, and I don't hesitate – I sit on top of his cock, my back turned to him, and lower my pussy over his pulsing member. I bend forward as I start jumping up and down over his cock and, grabbing at his ankles, I ride him until my body seems to be on fire.
I don't even stop when another orgasm explodes inside of me. No, I just keep on riding wildly, screaming and moaning in fast sequence, every single thought inside my mind scorched by the immense pleasure I'm feeling. Then, rising from all that emptiness, a single thought takes shape.
"Fuck me … All of me," I say, rising and sliding his cock out of my mouth. I climb down from the couch and, once more, I assume an all fours position, this time on the floor.
"I've been waiting for these words," he whispers, going up to his feet and walking around my body. Kneeling behind me, he doesn't hesitate – he pushes his cock down and, with his free hand, he spreads my ass cheeks wide. I close my eyes and grit my teeth as I feel the tip of his cock pressed against my ass hole.
"Do it … Fuck me … I need you to … " I find myself saying, the words falling out of my mouth fast and heavy. He doesn't say a word – instead, he just feeds one inch of his cock into my ass, and it feels like as if his thickness is going to rip me in two.
Of course, that doesn't happen.
What happens is that, as he slides his twelve inches inside of my ass, I start feeling pleasure well up inside of me. The kind of pleasure capable of making me pass out – and this time for good.
Knowing that I've never done anything quite like this, Austin goes slow as he starts to thrust. Still, it doesn't take long for him to start nursing a rhythm, one merciless and implacable. And, by the time his rhythm has grown to its full splendor, I don't even feel any pain – all I feel is a kind of destructive pleasure, one that's shaking me to the core.
"Fuck," I moan, shutting my eyes as I try to survive the onslaught of pleasure. I feel everything in me tense, as if my body had become the taut string of a violin, and I hold my breath as one final orgasm takes over my very soul.
Grinding my teeth together, so hard they might break, I hiss through them as if I'm a woman possessed. Fire and lightning rage through my body, going up and down my spine, and my brain feels as if it's about to explode into a million tiny pieces.
I'm about to fall forward and collapse onto the floor when I remember that I'm not done yet. Oh, no, I need to inflict the same kind of pleasure upon Austin.
Gritting my teeth, I push through the exhaustion and start rocking my body back, forcing Austin to keep on thrusting. I don't need to ask twice – fully understanding what I require of him, he digs his fingers into my hips and starts to go as fast as is humanely possible, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy so fast it'd be impossible for any other man to try and replicate what Austin is doing right now.
The intensity of his thrusts finally unleashes another orgasm inside of me … And this orgasm, God, how do I even describe it? It's just outside of the realm of everything I've ever experienced. It's soft and fierce, it's gentle and wild … And all that at the same time. It's pleasure in its purest form, its raw intensity completely destroying my rational mind.
Screaming so loud that my lungs might pop like balloons, I finally feel his cock throbbing violently inside my ass. A heartbeat later and I feel the warmness of his seed filling me up, his semen dripping out of my ass and going down to my pussy. Austin digs his fingers into my ass cheeks as he comes, groaning loudly and in a way that I wasn't expecting. He isn't particular loud during sex and, hearing him being this vocal, I don't know … It just makes my heart tighten up inside my chest while beating happily.
"Oh, fuck … This was … " He trails off, not finishing his sentence, and then slides his cock out of my ass. It pops out with a wet sound and, at the same time, I feel all of his semen streaming out of my ass. I look back at him over my shoulder, and the look of pure madness in his eyes makes me shudder; grinning, he then spreads my cheeks wide and leans into me with his mouth open wide.
Crushing his mouth against my asshole, he then uses his tongue to lick it dry, sliding it inside of me and running it around in while circles. He scoops up all the cum that he offered me seconds ago and then, pulling back, he looks into my eyes again and just swallows.
Exhaling sharply, he then throws himself back and collapses on the floor, laying flat on his back while his chest rises and falls fast. Turning around, I go to his side and lay down next to him; huddling against his body, one hand on his chest, I lean into him and press my lips against him, feeling the saltiness of his own cum in his lips.
"I love you, Austin … "
"Me too … "
"And I want this … all of this … every day for the rest of my life. Can you keep up?" I tease him, softly kissing him again. His response is a deep laugh, one that tells me what his answer is going to be.
"You should be asking that to yourself, babe," he says, and I can't help but laugh with him. I mean, it's true – even though I want it every day (or, for that matter, every single hour of the day), I'm not sure if my body can take it. Is there such a thing as too much pleasure? And, more than that, is there such a thing as too much happiness?
Looking into Austin's eyes, the smile on his face a tender one, I realize I already know the answer to that question.
No, it's never too much.
31
Washington Beat
President Player Scores A Win!
From the desk of Margie Preston – our fearless and fun political reporter
The nation was glued to it's television sets today as the House of Representatives overwhelmingly voted to begin criminal proceedings against the former Speaker of the House, Bob Walker.
The former Speaker is charged with several felonies that include spying on a public official, attempted blackmail, espionage, and numerous violations of the USA PATRIOT Act. If convicted of all charges, the Speaker of the House could face up to 102 years in maximum security prison.
The former Speaker is currently being held in a Washington D.C. jail and it was agreed by both branches of government that a member of the government could not effectively do their jobs while being incarcerated.
"We think it's best for the nation if Bob Walker were no longer the Speaker of the House," the new Speaker stated in an interview. Mr. Walker has assembled a legal team to represent him against what will most likely be an onslaught of criminal proceedings but experts contend that based on the nature of the crimes, jail may be more preferable.