The Bad Boys of Capitol Hill(3)

I should've known something was up when he snuck by his detail.

He'd called them from a prepaid phone when we'd been far enough away, to let them know he was ok and not to worry, he just needed to get away for a while.

We'd barely been inside the door when I found myself stripped, with my hands tied behind my back, and his fingers in my already moist pussy. I'm not sure which stopped me from reacting more quickly: the fact that this hot, virile, older man had his hands on me finally? Or the fact that the president of the nation had just whipped out the fattest, longest cock I had ever seen, forced me to my knees with his hand in my hair and ordered me to suck him off and do it right. Well.

Now he's trying to kill me against this damn couch; after every third thrust or so he'd bark out the word 'name', but at this point I was too afraid of what he'd do if I did tell him. Shit, how could he be mad at something that happened before we’d even met?





GREG



She's a tough one I'd give her that, but I'm a lot tougher. Her pussy gripped my cock like a too tight glove as I pounded away at her. What this little filly doesn't know is that I can fuck for hours without any let up. As long as her sweet pussy keeps on juicing I'll keep on fucking; I hate a dry pussy.


"You gonna tell me what I wanna know?" I wrapped my hand around her neck as I fucked in and out of her heat.


"Please, you're hurting me." She struggled to get the words out.


"I know, feels good doesn't it?" I grinned down at her as I started grinding into her instead of the pounding thrusts I'd been using. This way my heavy length stayed inside her pushing into her womb as I flexed my cock against her walls.

She's leaking like a sprung well, just the way I like my pussy. It had been a while since I'd had any and a hell of a long time since I'd had any this good. I’m glad I’d followed my mind and brought her here, though I hadn’t quite expected the feelings that had erupted in me. In all honesty, I thought I’d just take her up on her offer, fuck her for a nice little while and leave it at that. But things didn’t seem to be going as planned.

"I like your pussy Selena did I tell you that? I think I'll stay in you all night. In fact we've got the whole weekend ahead of us to play. When I'm through fucking your sweet cunt inside out, I'm coming for that ass."


"No oh please no, you can't put that in my ass." She started trying to ease off my dick but there was nowhere for her to go. Her hands are tied beneath her and my body is pressing her into the couch.


"Did you give that fucker my ass too? Answer me." I thrust harder when she kept her mouth tightly shut. I don't think she realized how serious I was. When I find out who'd fucked her there is going to be hell to pay. I bit into her nipple as I slid my cock almost all the way out of her tight pussy, before sliding back in nice and slow, only this time I went in at an angle that was sure to get her attention.


"No I swear I didn't, please it was only twice a long time ago."


" I don't give a fuck, who...was...he?" I punctuated each word with a vicious thrust that pushed her body up farther on the couch. Pulling out, I sat up straight and pulled her up and over me seating her on my cock.





Chapter 3




As much as I like to fuck and as long as I can stay up, I don't think my boy has ever stayed this hard this long before. It was a testament to what she did to me: all that teasing and flirting. No wonder there was such a buildup loaded. I'd erroneously thought she was still a virgin, before she'd started the flirting she was just this quiet little thing, beautiful, but quiet and reserved.

Talk around the White House is that she didn't date, wasn't interested in hanging out with the others, though she'd had plenty of offers. That's the reason I'd stayed away from her in the beginning, no virgin would be able to take my meat. Hell, grown experienced women could hardly take me in.

So even though I’d noticed her, and had spent a time or two stroking my cock to visions of what I’d like to do to her floating through my head, I’d stayed away. There were plenty of others with their pussy on offer, though that game had grown stale quick. I wasn’t so much into the variety scene anymore; I’d left that shit behind with my frat boy days.

I’d sampled a few delights in my first year in office, I was single after all and could do as I pleased, and the rush of new power had women falling all over my dick, not that they hadn’t always been, but now it was out of control. But I’d grown jaded somehow if you can believe that. Some of her teammates were sending out signals like lighthouse beacons, but I just hadn’t been interested. Now I’m beginning to think maybe it’s because subconsciously I’d always known it was going to be her. Still, her age gave me pause.