Closing my eyes, I let our bodies fuse into one, and I don’t even notice the time passes us by. Right now we’re in a world of our own, one where only pleasure and lust exist. One where we simply can’t be disturbed by the so-called real world – because, right now, this broom closet is the whole extent of my real world.
“I’m going to cum,” Austin groans suddenly, jolting me out of my reverie.
“Me too,” I breathe out, recognizing the whole pressure building inside my chest as the warning sign of an impending orgasm. The moment I say it, that pressure unfolds into something fierce and violent, and I feel pleasure’s fingers reaching for my neck and choking me hard.
My pussy clamps down on Austin’s cock, tightening it hard, and I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from screaming. At the same time, the warmness of Austin’s seed spills into me, his cock throbbing hard against my inner walls. I keep in place as he gushes his whole load inside of me, and it doesn’t take long for me to start feeling heavy beads of semen dripping down my thighs.
A sudden wild desire taking over me, I launch myself forward and turn around as fast as I can. Grabbing his cock fast, I dive into it with my open mouth, swallowing it whole as a thick strand of cum shoots straight into me. Wrapping my lips around it, I let Austin cum inside my mouth, filling it up to the brim in a matter of a few heartbeats.
Feeling the dying spasms of his cock against my tongue, I slide his twelve inches out and then open my mouth, showing him the whole mess he created inside of me.
“Lovely,” he grins and, as a reply, I close my mouth and swallow his whole load, his delicious seed washing down my throat.
“Lovely and delicious,” I whisper, throwing myself back. Laying on the floor of the cramped closed, I prop myself up on my elbows and spread my legs, offering Austin a nice view of my dirty pussy. “But look at the mess you’ve made…”
Still with a dazed smile on his lips, he looks down at my pussy, taking in the scene. Ropes of cum are dripping out of my pussy, and my inner thighs are glistening from his juices.
“I can’t go out like this,” I tease him, biting down on my lower lip.
“No, you can’t,” he agrees, deciding to play the game to which I invited him. Leaning in without taking his eyes off mine, he parts his lips slightly and reaches for my pussy. I close my eyes and throw my head back as I feel his mouth landing on my wetness, his tongue running up and down the length of my pussy as he scoops up his own load.
Flicking his tongue over every square inch of my pussy, he licks me dry, only stopping when his tongue is rasping against my inner lips. Then, turning his head from side to side, he uses the tip of his tongue to clean my inner thighs.
“There, much better,” he whispers, slowly going up to his knees. I look at my him and my heart skips a beat as I notice a thin strand of cum dangling from his lips. Forcing my body to start working again, I kneel in front of him and, without saying a word, grab him by the hair and crush my mouth against his.
I take whatever cum there still is in his mouth inside of mine, both our tongues wrestling for all that dirty loot. By the time we pull back from each other, we’re already running out of breath.
“This was crazy,” he tells me, but what he really wants to say is that he just loved what happened. And the craziness between what we just did just adds to the way he loved it.
“Yeah, it was,” I reply, reaching for my gown and picking it up from the floor. Going up to my feet, I squeeze myself inside the gown once more, feeling as if I’ve just taken a two-year long vacation. Sometimes sex is the only thing you need to feel completely renewed. At least that’s the case for me ever since I met Austin.
“Let’s go back,” Austin says as he buttons up his shirt. “But I still want to
fuck you again once we’re out of here,” he continues, his eyes flickering with lust once more.
“I wasn’t expecting anything else,” I chuckle, wondering what the hell happened to me.
Just a few weeks back I was a virgin who didn’t believe in men. And now here I am, laughing with a man that embodies everything that I hated… and craving his cock more than I crave the air I breathe.
Life – it really is a surprising journey.
26
Ashley
“Fucking finally!” Austin laughs as he pushes the cork out of the champagne bottle. It flies up in the air and crashes on the floor after bouncing off the ceiling; a torrent of bubbly champagne starts gushing out of the bottle and Tracy and I rush to place our glasses under the stream of alcohol.
“Alright, one more!” Austin continues in a gleeful tone, handing Tracy the open bottle of champagne and opening another. We’re inside Tracy’s office, and the room is completely packed with staff members, all of them in a celebratory mood. Why? Easy enough: Austin’s jobs bill has just passed.
Despite Walker’s best efforts, Austin’s showmanship was just too much for the disgruntled Speaker of the House. And, after so many months of pushing his bill and fighting the Senate, Austin has finally done it.
“Come here,” he tells me, resting the second bottle of champagne on Tracy’s desk and coming up to me. He takes one hand to my waist and pulls me into him, his lips looking for mine. “This victory … you’re part of it, you know?” he tells me, looking into my eyes with a soft smile.
Smiling back at him, I tuck one lock of hair over my hair. “No, this is all you,” I tell him, going on tiptoes and brushing my lips against his again. “All you,” I repeat, pushing one glass of champagne into his hands while I take a sip from mine.
“We deserve this break. I think I’m finally putting all the scandals and bullshit behind my back, and that’s --” He trails off as the door to Tracy’s office swings open, and an intern with disheveled hair steps inside.
“I… I…” the young intern starts, bending down and placing both hands on his knees as he tries to catch his breath. “Walker… Walker just held a… a press conference.” The intern finally manages to say and, judging by the tone of his voice, whatever Walker said at the press conference wasn’t good.