"Fuck," I hiss, raw boiling pleasure exploding inside of me. I throw my head back and scream, the sound of it climbing up my throat and vanishing in the air. This is absolute perfection, and it still isn’t over. I don’t know how much longer I can take it, but I sure as hell am eager to find out. Know your limitations, right? That’s what they say; it’s a good thing I never care about what other people say.
I collapse on top of Carter’s body, breathing heavily as I try hard not to pass out. He strokes my hair tenderly, but that just for a fraction of a second, before I even know what’s happening, he pushes me down to the side. Feeling the carpeted floor under my skin, I whimper as I hear him sitting up; positioning himself behind me, he makes me roll to the side and lay on my stomach. His hands are on my waist and he pulls me into him; I jut my ass back up, going on all fours.
He dives into me and I let out a loud moan, his hands pushing my ass cheeks apart as he rests his mouth against my asshole, jabbing at it with his tongue and sliding it inside. I squirm under his wet touch, but it’s over before I can even breathe out; after that, he presses his thick glans around my hole, rubbing it in.
"Do it," I moan, my voice so low the words are barely audible. "Do it," I repeat, thrusting back at him. It’s going to hurt; with a cock like that, there’s no chance that it isn’t going to hurt, but I want to do it all the same. I want pain and pleasure, I want it all to blend into an intense cocktail and I want to be drunk on it. Yes, I’m an U.S. Senator, but I’m also a dirty girl. Sue me.
"Are you sure?" he teases me, the tone of his voice a mocking one. "Are you sure you can take it?"
"No, I’m not sure… But do it. Do it. Now!" I plead, and he doesn’t waste any time; he starts to push his cock against my ass, feeding inch by slow inch inside of me. When his cock is deep inside of my ass, he slides it back out; he repeats that coming and going motion, slowly but steadily, until my ass is stretched wide enough for him to pick up the pace. And that’s exactly what he does. His fingers still hooked on my hips, he starts to thrust, slapping my ass cheeks with the chiseled muscles of his thighs.
He fucks me relentlessly, my cries of pain not bothering him the slightest. To be honest, I don’t care about them either… And that’s because I’m not really crying in pain. Sure, I’d be lying if I said this doesn’t hurt. But, oh, it’s so worth it… So fucking worth it. If I could feel this kind of pain every day for the rest of my life, I’d die as the happiest woman who has ever lived.
"I bet Liam didn’t fuck you like this," he whispers, his cock pulsing the moment Liam’s name leaves his lips.
"He didn’t…" I confess, memories of Liam’s naked body flooding my mind. I’m the luckiest woman on Earth; I swear to God. How on Earth did I manage to find two guys like Liam and Carter? To be fucked by them? The why doesn’t matter, really, what matters is that it has happened… That it is happening. Right now.
"Good… Because when you touch yourself tonight, I want you to be thinking of me. I want you thinking of my hard cock deep in your mouth, in your pussy, and your ass…"
I’m breathing hard, but I still manage to chuckle, a grin on my lips.
"Oh… If I touch myself tonight, I’ll be sure to be thinking of you." My grin widening, I continue to speak. "But I’ll also think of Liam…" As I mention his rival, Carter starts fucking me mercilessly, shutting me up and forcing me to moan. Men—they love competition. You can’t blame me if I use that against them… Especially if I use that to get them to fuck me as roughly as they can. Because, right now, that’s exactly what Carter is doing; he’s trying to obliterate all thoughts of Liam from my mind. It’s impossible for him to do that, but luckily he has no idea about that.
Right now, though, thoughts of Liam vanish from my mind. To be honest, all thoughts vanish; his cock ramming into my ass, it’s just impossible to think of anything. My moans turn into screams, and I just let go; I collapse on the floor, Carter’s cock popping out of my ass as I lay down, curled up and twitching. I can’t even open my eyes, and when I try to move, my body doesn’t respond. I just lay there on the floor, waves of violent ecstasy taking my body by assault and dragging me into the depths of one strong orgasm.
"That’ll take care of Liam," I hear Carter saying. I can almost feel the smug grin on his face. Close, but no cigar; how can I ever forget a man like Liam? Sure, Carter is as good as New Kingston’s mayor, but there’s no way I can pick a clear winner. That’s just impossible.
When I open my eyes and look up at Carter, he’s already standing over me, stroking his thick veiny cock while hunger flickers in his eyes. Somehow,
that lights up a fire inside of me, and I manage to go on my knees. I’m surprised I’m still capable of moving, but I do it all the same, groaning as I move.
My hands fly to his cock, and curling all of my fingers around his shaft, I start to stroke him as fast as I can. I want his cum… I want to taste it just like I did with Liam. God, what happened to me? When did I become a girl this dirty? Oh, politics… It’s true what everyone says, it’s a dirty business. They just don’t imagine how dirty it can get, especially when men like these are involved.
"Come… Come for me," I urge him, opening my mouth as wide as I can and sticking my tongue out. The sight of it makes his cock spasm against my fingers, and soon enough there are ropes of warm cum gushing from his tip.
His warm semen fills my mouth quickly, coating my tongue with its saltiness. Strands of it fly up and into my face, but I don’t care; wherever his cum goes, I’m alright with it. As far as I’m concerned, he could cover me head to toe with his seed, painting me in white as if I were a wax figure.
The final spasms of his cock dying out against my trembling fingers, I finally let go of his cock. I smile at Carter, my mouth brimming with his cum; thick drops are already dripping down my chin.
He goes down on his knees, breathing hard, and grabs me by the hair. Grinning wildly, he pulls my head in and presses his mouth against mine. Our mouths open wide, cum starts to run between the two of us, dripping down both of our chins and flowing between our tongues. This is madness, I know—but could there be a sweeter kind of madness? Check me into an asylum if this is insanity, because I want to be raving mad. Losing my mind has never been more worth it.
Pulling back from my kiss, he grins at me, lips glistening while semen drips down his chin. I reach for him, scooping up the semen on his skin with my tongue and then swallow it all. He doesn’t even blink, completely entranced by me.
"Now that’s a good girl," he whispers, looking into my eyes. Returning his gaze, I can’t help but wonder how in the hell did this happen? I’m a U.S. Senator stuck in a legal battle between a Governor and Mayor… And I’ve already fucked the two of them. God, what was I thinking? This is not a backwater state; this is New York we’re talking about. And here I am, taking a small problem and turning it into a shit storm.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. There’s still pleasure running through my veins, and I won’t let reality ruin it. I won’t allow it. There’s plenty of time for self-loathing and worry… But now’s not the time.
Now’s the time to savor ecstasy. Sighing and feeling as if I were floating on Cloud 9, I throw myself back, lying across the carpeted floor with one of the widest smiles of my life. What did I do to deserve this? Liam and Carter in a matter of days…
Eat your heart out, ladies. I’m a lucky girl, what else can I say?
New York Daily Journal
SENATOR VIVIAN TO GOVERNOR AND MAYOR: THERE’S ENOUGH OF ME TO GO AROUND, BOYS!
From the desk of Editor-at-Large, Michael Anders.
As Mayor of New York City, I have a unique insight. As the owner of my paper, here are my thoughts…