Chapter 16 - Election Fraud
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"There, right there, you're right on my sweet spot, oh lord Jesus, I'm cumming
again," gasped Trudy Knox. Trudy was on her back with her legs in a wide V
pointed toward the ceiling. There was an overstuffed goose down pillow under her
butt tilting her rear upward at a forty-five degree angle. An adjustable
spreader bar held Trudy's ankles the maximum comfortable distance apart. Wide
nylon straps looped around Trudy's upraised ankles were tied to the bedposts of
the queen size canopied bed. Trudy and Cindy were in Trudy's Fairfax, VA
condominium.
Trudy's sexual organs were as open and accessible as Cindy could comfortably
make them. Cindy was intent on Trudy's birthday being one she would never
forget. Over the past few weeks, Cindy had grown fond of Trudy. She had gone so
far as to speak with Candace about retaining Trudy as part of her Congressional
staff once Candace won the election.
"Trudy's the one who really makes the office work. She handles all the
constituent relations and keeps everything organized. The rest of Harrington's
staff is utterly worthless even as cocksman," said Cindy to Candace taking her
mouth off Rhonda's pussy for a moment.
"I thing we can find a place for Ms. Knox after the election," said Candace
as she licked Cindy's vagina. "How is she at eating pussy?"
"Good, little kinky, loves for me to pretend to be her mother when we do it. I
call her Mommy and she refers to me as Cindy Lou, her daughter," said Cindy all
the while keeping her mouth on Rhonda's clit.
"Can we talk politics later? I'm trying to get off here," said Rhonda removing
her mouth from Candace's pussy for a moment.
"Cindy, make your big sister hit the big O and I mean the capital O and we'll
keep Trudy on," said Candace.
That was last weekend when Cindy flew home for a short visit. Cindy, her half
sister Rhonda, and Candace were having three way lesbian sex in Rhonda's
condominium. They had been locked together in a daisy chain for the last half
hour. Candace's decision to keep Trudy employed made Cindy feel less guilty
about her relationship with Trudy.
Currently, Cindy's tongue was licking swirls around Trudy's clit while her
latex gloved right hand was inside Trudy's vagina twisting from left to right.
One of Cindy's educated fingers was focused on slowly stroking Trudy's G-spot.
Cindy's fingernail was scratching across that highly sensitive pleasure antenna
sending waves of erotic feelings to Trudy's over stimulated cerebral cortex.
Trudy's hands were also busy. Each thumb and forefinger gripped a nipple
pulling and twisting to the degree that was just painful enough to still be
erotic. Trudy moaned as she dug her fingernails into her nipples and pressed
hard, enjoying how the pain in her breasts complemented the sensations that
Cindy was creating in her pussy and asshole.
I've never experienced sex at this level thought Trudy. I've never had an
evening like this. It's gone on for hours. I'm surprised my parts still function
after all the action they've seen. After my last climax at the club I thought I
was done but Cindy's got me right back up there. Cindy is the best lover I've
ever known. She's going to fuck me to death. I just keep climaxing and climaxing
without any end. I'll never forget this birthday.
Cindy's left hand was methodically stroking a well-lubricated eight-inch
tapered anal sex toy into Trudy's butt hole. The anal toy's conical shape was
molded in the form of successively large donuts. Its soft clear blue gel plastic
surface would almost exit Trudy's anus leaving only the tip inside before Cindy
forced it back up Trudy's over sensitized shit chute. The maximum diameter of
the anal dildo was five inches. Trudy's anal ring loved the feeling of being
stretched that far.
Trudy's butt and vagina were covered with sensitizing oil that made it warm
and easily stimulated. Trudy issued an appreciative grunt as each ring of the
anal probe forced her asshole wider then slightly smaller then even wider again.
"Cum for me, Momma, show your daughter Cynthia Lou how hot you get when she's
got her hands in your holes. I love the way my Mother's hungry ass is grabbing
the probe. You asshole would eat this toy if it could. Tell me how starved your
butthole is, Mother" said Cindy.
"Please, sweetheart, I beg you, keep butt fucking your mother with that toy.
It's driving me out of my mind. My ass and pussy are on fire, flashbulbs keep
going off in my brain," said Trudy clamping her rectum around the anal probe.
Trudy's stomach and breasts were covered with large drops of sweat. A thin
line of drool had formed at one side of her mouth. It was well past midnight.
Thank God I don't have to work tomorrow thought Trudy. I may not be able to
get out of bed. This was the fourth time that night that Cindy had made love to
her. It was Trudy's forty-fifth birthday and Cindy had promised her something
special.
The evening had begun with Cindy taking Trudy to dinner at her favorite
restaurant in Georgetown. Dinner had started with two ice-cold apple martinis at
the bar. Once seated, they consumed a platter of chilled crab claws and oysters
accompanied by an aperitif. Cesar salads followed by fresh grilled Chilean sea
bass and chocolate souffle completed the meal. During dinner, they consumed two
bottles of French champagne and finished up with a 34-year-old vintage Fonseca
tawny port that complemented the souffle perfectly. Cindy paid the $585 check
with a platinum American Express card whose monthly invoice was billed to the
Williams for Congress Committee.
After dinner, Cindy and Trudy got into a waiting cab. They were both feeling a
little high and in excellent spirits.
"Thank you for such a lovely dinner. Are you sure you can afford it?" said
Trudy once they were seated in the back of the cab.
"Nothing is too good for my mother on her birthday, I must warn you I'm
feeling very full of myself tonight, anything is likely to happen," said Cindy
leaning over to kiss Trudy. It was a very passionate kiss and when Cindy broke
the kiss, she saw that the cab driver was watching them in the rear view mirror.
"Let's have some fun with the driver," whispered Cindy as she gave Trudy a
conspiratorial wink.
"Hakim, haven't you ever seen a mother and daughter kiss before," said Cindy
noting that the driver identification plate displayed 'Hakim Valjaypayee'.
"Not in that way," replied Hakim. Cindy saw Hakim had a broad grin on his
face.
"Where are you from, Hakim" asked Trudy?
"Mumbai," replied Hakim. "I came here three months ago to live with my brother
and his wife."
"Mumbai used to be Bombay. The British misunderstood the Indian pronunciation
and called the city by the wrong name for three centuries," said Trudy.
"That is true. Not many Americans know that," said Hakim pleased that the
American woman knew something about his country.
"My mother is very smart. Where is your mother, Hakim?" asked Cindy running
her hand up and down Trudy's thigh.
"She is still in Mumbai with my sister," said Hakim.
"When your mother and sister kiss, do they do it like this?" said Cindy as she
and Trudy embraced for a long passionate tongue kiss. Cindy slipped one hand up
Trudy's skirt and stroked her crotch.
"Oh no, it would not be allowed," replied Hakim laughing.
"Hakim, you wouldn't believe how hot my Mother's pussy is. She just loves to
fuck her equally horny daughter. She's the sexiest Mother a daughter ever had,"
said Cindy right before she and Trudy engaged in an open mouth kiss where their
tongues intertwined in mid air, a porno kiss.
"Hakim's Mother must not be a lesbian. My daughter and I are lipstick
lesbians. Do you know what that is Hakim?" asked Trudy once the kiss ended.
"No, but we have many women in India who make love to one another. It is in
the Kama Sutra," said Hakim.
"So you don't mind if my Mother and I make love in the back of your cab?"
asked Cindy.
"No, please do," said Hakim laughing and smiling.
"Can we take our panties off so we can play with our pussies? You can watch,"
said Cindy.
"Yes, that would be most enjoyable. I would like that very much," said Hakim
who was obviously getting excited.
"Here Mother, raise up and I'll pull yours pants down," said Cindy. Trudy
immediately pulled her stylishly short skirt up to her waist and raised her
hips. Cindy grabbed the top of Trudy's pantyhose and panties and pulled them
down to her shoe tops. Trudy sat down and kicked her pumps off allowing Cindy to
completely remove her hose and panty. Next, Cindy pulled her skirt up and pulled
her pantyhose and panty down and off. Cindy tossed everything over the seat back
onto the front passenger seat. As she did, Cindy pulled Trudy's leg across her
lap exposing her sex.
"Souvenir for you, Hakim. Look, doesn't my mother have a beautiful vagina,
Hakim? See how her clit sticks out when I rub it, it's gets very excited and red
when you play with it, see," said Cindy wetting her finger and tracing a small
wet circle around Trudy's clitoris.
"It is very nice what you do for your mother," said Hakim looking back over
the seat rest since they were stopped in traffic.
"And her pussy is still very tight, I can barely get my finger inside, Watch
Hakim, is your wife's pussy that tight?" said Cindy as she finger fucked Trudy's
hole while Hakim watched.
"Oh I am not married. I cannot yet afford a wife," said Hakim.
"How about your brother's wife? Does your brother watch when you finger fuck
her?" said Cindy.
"Oh no, I do not touch Raja's wife. It is forbidden," said Hakim.
"Show Hakim your pussy, Cindy," said Trudy. "My daughter has a beautiful
pussy. It's a work of art. Scoot down Cynthia Lou so Hakim can watch me eat
you."
Cindy scooted down and spread her legs over the front seat's backrest exposing
her sex. Hakim watched as Trudy bent over and began to lick Cindy's vagina.
Cindy moaned loudly as Trudy slipped a finger in her vagina tugging against the
sides to open her up.
"Oh that feels good. See what a wonderful Mother I have, Hakim. She's always
willing to put her head between my legs and lick my cunt until I experience an
orgasm. But this is her birthday so I'm the one who should be licking her cunt,"
said Cindy pulling Trudy up for another passionate tongue kiss. Both women's
fingers were stroking each other's glistening cunts as the kissed.
"Happy Birthday, miss," said Hakim.
"Thank You Hakim, I hope when you can afford a wife, you get one whose pussy
tastes as good as my daughter's. Here, have a taste, see how delicious she is,"
said Trudy reaching a wet hand over the backseat. Hakim dutifully stuck out a
large pink tongue and licked Trudy's wet fingers.
"Here, Hakim, taste my mother too, isn't she delicious? See how wet she is.
You can practically drink her," said Cindy offering Hakim several very wet
fingers to lick.
"Both of you taste very fine, very fine indeed, and your undies smell very
nice," said Hakim snatching both pairs of panties off the seat and pressing them
to his nose as he inhaled.
"Hakim, would it be against the rules of the cab company if I ate my mother's
pussy while you drove? You can take your cock out and masturbate," said Cindy as
she pulled Trudy's legs apart and began to lick around her clitoris. Cindy heard
the sound of a zipper.
The cab traveled slowly down K Street through the heavy traffic. Hakim didn't
seem to be in any hurry. Trudy had her back to the passenger side cab door, one
leg on the front seat back rest and the other on the deck under the rear window.
At every light and traffic stop, Hakim turned around to watch Cindy performing
oral sex on Trudy. The women were purposefully loud. Trudy mouthed a
self-composed Hindu prayer.
"Oh Lord Rama, giver of pleasure, protector of those devoted to the making of
love, anoint my daughter Cynthia with the power and knowledge of the Kama Sutra
and help me achieve an orgasm while she tongues my cunt," said Trudy. "Hakim,
Cindy has her fingers in my cunt and it is divine. I wish Lord Rama were here to
approve."
"I approve, so would Lord Rama," said Hakim jerking his now very hard cock.
Both women sensed that Hakim was busily masturbating as he drove the car
erratically with one hand through the bumper-to-bumper traffic.
Cindy inserted two fingers in Trudy's vagina and worked her G-spot. Over the
last few weeks, Cindy had become intimately acquainted with the geography of
Trudy's snatch. Cindy's tongue made love to Trudy's engorged clit. Cindy teased
Trudy's labia with sharp little bites pulling the loose flaps of skin.
"Oh Hakim, watch my daughter eat me. Learn from her how to pleasure a wife
with your mouth. She will never leave you if you do," said Trudy as she rode
along on increasing waves of pleasure.
"Your daughter appears quite competent, miss," said Hakim.
Finally, as the cab approached the address that Cindy gave Hakim, Trudy began
to trash from side to side as she climaxed. The cab had pulled off on a
Georgetown side street then drove up an even narrower street and came to rest in
the circular driveway of a city mansion.
Trudy was leaning against the door feeling totally warm, relaxed and well
fucked when the cab door opened and she fell backward. Her head and shoulders
were hanging out of the cab. Trudy looked up into the smiling face of a tall
brunette dressed in a uniform and wearing a badge identifying her as 'Kerry -
Club Security'.
Trudy grasped Kerry's outstretched hand to raise herself back into a seated
position. Trudy felt embarrassed since her legs were still spread and Cindy was
quietly licking between her legs.
"Cindy Powers and her Mother have arrived and they looked like they enjoyed
themselves getting here," spoke Kerry into the microphone attached to her
headset.
Trudy stepped out of the cab immediately followed by Cindy who hugged and
kissed Kerry. Trudy noticed that Cindy had not bothered to pull her skirt down
and Kerry's hand grasped her naked butt as they kissed. Trudy paid the cab,
noting that Hakim had their panties wrapped around his cock using them to jerk
off. Just as she handed a $20 bill into the cab, Hakim let out a little yell and
dumped his load into her britches.
"Keep it and them," said Trudy as she allowed the $20 to flutter to the seat.
"Kerry, this is my mother, Trudy," said Cindy when Trudy turned around and
Hakim drive off.
"Welcome to Vixens and Happy Birthday," said Kerry taking Trudy in her arms
and tongue kissing her. Trudy relaxed in the warm embrace. Kerry raised Trudy's
short skirt to grasp her naked bottom with both hands pulling Trudy's crotch
against hers and grinding their pubic bones together. Trudy realized how tall
and well-muscled Kerry was when she felt her powerful arms wrap around her.
Trudy felt a little embarrassed that her bottom was exposed and that Kerry's
hands had grabbed both cheeks firmly only yards off a public road.
"Cindy, your mother's ass makes my mouth water," said Kerry breaking the kiss.
"It's not your mouth that's watering," said Cindy. "We're a little drunk and
ready to party. How is it inside?"
"Hot, lots of action, the new band is great and the drummer is sweet, very
sweet," said Kerry showing the two of them to the door.
"What is this place?" asked Trudy looking for a sign of some kind but not
finding one.
"It just opened two weeks ago. It's called Vixens,' responded Cindy. What
Cindy did not say was that her half sister, Rhonda, owned Vixens. Identical
upscale lesbian clubs were being established in New York, Boston, Chicago, and
Los Angeles. The DC Vixens was considered especially important because Candace
and Rhonda considered it a conduit to the rich and powerful women of the
nation's capital.
"This place is gorgeous. How come I've never heard of it?" asked Trudy once
they were seated at the bar drinking an ice-cold Grey Goose martini.
"It's new. They don't advertise. It's a private club and membership is by
invitation only," said Cindy.
"And how come you know about this place?' asked Trudy.
"A good friend is one of the owners," said Cindy. "Feel like dancing?"
"Yes, let's do it," said Trudy.
The dance floor was crowded with gyrating females enjoying themselves as they
pushed parts of their body against their dance partner or anyone willing to push
back. The dancing was non-stop and Trudy found herself enormously excited by the
raw energy of several hundred women cutting loose on the dance floor. Trudy
looked around admiring the many bare breasted women who were rubbing their
nipples against their partners as they danced. Hot, wet kisses were being
exchanged and crotches stroked as the music pounded a fast Latin disco beat.
Cindy hiked her own skirt up then Trudy's as she rubbed the top of her naked
thigh against Trudy's sex. Trudy got the message and rubbed her sex up and down
Cindy's thigh in time to the music. When Trudy looked down, she saw that the top
of Cindy's thigh was covered with sheen of wetness. After that they both used
each other's naked thighs to masturbate as they danced.
"Mother, I want to fuck you again," said Cindy when the band went on break.
"Yes, Cindy Lou, you can have me anyway you want me," said Trudy incredibly
turned on by the eroticism of the dance floor. Right off the dance floor, Trudy
walked past an incredibly beautiful young girl with her legs spread across the
arms of a wingback chair. The girl's sex was exposed. Kneeling in front of the
girl was an older woman slowly licking the girl's vagina.
"You can loose your inhibitions in this place," commented Cindy as they walked
toward the back of the building.
Cindy took Trudy's hand and led her away from the dance floor up a staircase
to the second floor. At the landing, Cindy pushed Trudy against the wall and
kissed her as she raised her skirt and took hold of her sex. Cindy raised her
own skirt and ground her pubic area against Trudy's. Trudy found herself getting
enormously turned on by the feeling of Cindy's sex rubbing against hers.
"I have a special treat for you upstairs. But before we get there, there's
something I want to show you," said Cindy. "We have to be very quiet." Trudy
followed as Cindy led her into a small almost closet like room. Cindy moved
aside a wall panel, as she whispered, "Not a sound, a one way mirror."
Trudy looked into a beautiful marble bathroom. Trudy caught her breath, as she
understood what she was watching. There was a blonde older woman in the marble
bath. It was California Representative, Jane Harman and she was completely
naked. One of Jane's hands was methodically pushing a large black latex dildo
into her cunt. The other hand was making swirling motions around her clitoris.
The Congresswoman's body was covered with golden yellow droplets.
Surrounding the bath were a half dozen young black girls dressed in nun's
habits. Each of them held a bottle of Evian water. As Trudy watched, one of the
black girls climbed up on the bath to stand over Congresswoman Harman who was
busily masturbating her swollen clit.
"Open up Jane and take your medicine," said the black girl as she pulled up
her habit and spread her labia to expose her urethra. The black girl was naked
under the habit.
"Yes, Sister Mary, I'll take it," said the Congressman as she opened her mouth
wide and redoubled her masturbatory efforts.
Trudy was shocked as the black girl aimed a stream of yellow urine into the
Congresswoman's open mouth. Some landed in her hair and splattered on her face,
but the nun found her target and soon the stream was landing directly in the
Congresswoman's mouth.
Trudy watched as the Congresswoman's throat action indicated she was
swallowing the urine as fast as she could.
"That's a good girl, Jane, swallow your medicine and you'll get some more,"
said the ersatz nun.
Trudy saw that Congresswoman Harman's belly was distended indicating she had
already swallowed a considerable quantity of urine.
"See everyone, how our Jane takes her medicine. Jane, it'll make you well,"
said the black girl was she carefully maintained the aim of her stream of piss
into Jane's open mouth.
"Amazing, I always thought Congresswoman Harman was a straight arrow," said
Trudy once they had crept quietly out of the closet.
"It's just a tiny little kink, something must have happened to her in her
childhood, she spent some time in a convent in Mendocino where the nuns had some
interesting ways to amuse themselves. The Congresswoman's quite a dedicated piss
queen. She'll swallow piss until the girls run dry. Last time, she looked like
she was five month's pregnant. She told me she was happiest when her belly felt
full of warm urine and it sloshed when she walked," said Cindy.
"You were with her, actually pissed in her mouth," said Trudy.
"I help my sister out when I can find the time," said Cindy. "We're in here."
Trudy eyes scanned the large room appreciating the rich and tasteful
decorations. There were marble statues of naked women in the four corners of the
room and the walls were decorated with scenes of young girls and women making
love. Trudy looked upward to see there was a mural on the ceiling of Amazon
warriors clad in bright gold armor ravishing noblewomen. The women's husbands
stood nearby helpless chained to a wall.
Trudy also saw there were 6 beautiful women in the room. Each was wearing a
sarong skirt and was nude above the waist. The six women had toned well-tanned
bodies. One of the women immediately stepped forward and spoke.
"Hello, I'm Bridgett and I'll be your hostess. This must be the birthday girl,
Trudy. Here, let us help you undress," said the woman who was apparently in
charge.
The six women quickly surrounded Trudy and took her clothes off. Once naked,
their hands lingered on Trudy's breasts, vagina, and buttocks as they led her
over to a narrow pedestal bed located in the center of the room. Trudy noticed
that Cindy seemed to have disappeared as she reclined on the bed. Trudy didn't
object as the women buckled soft leather cuffs on her ankles and wrists. Trudy
allowed herself to be spread eagle on the bed. She found it highly erotic to be
naked, restrained, and vulnerable surrounded by the six women.
God I'm already wet as a fountain and they've barely started. I'll be
screaming for an orgasm if this keeps up thought Trudy.
From a corner of the room, Trudy heard the sound of string instruments.
Musicians had silently entered the room. There were two violinists and a viola
player. They slowly began to play a piece of classical music that Trudy didn't
recognize.
Each woman approached Trudy, wished her a Happy Birthday and kissed her. They
roamed their hands over her nakedness touching her breasts and vagina. Once she
had kissed all six women, Trudy watched as two of the women with extremely large
breasts positioned themselves at the head and foot of Trudy's platform. Trudy
found herself looking hungrily upward at the bottoms of two large globes. I wish
I could touch and suck them thought Trudy.
Four other women came forward each holding three-dozen long stemmed red roses.
The two large breasted women placed their hands under their breasts and raised
them slightly upwards in a gesture of supplication.
The women with the roses assumed a stance and began to savagely whip the
breasts of the women at Trudy's feet and head. Both women let out gasps and
muffled cries of pain as the rose stems landed on their breasts. Rose petals
showered down on Trudy along with drops of blood.
Those rose stems have thorns realized Trudy. That must be agonizing. Look at
how hard their tits are being whipped. I'm amazed they're not screaming. Trudy
tasted blood as several drops landed on her face and lips.
The whipping continued until all the rose petals had fallen off. Trudy looked
down to see that her body was covered in rose petals and drops of blood. Trudy
watched as the two women with the badly damaged breasts came together with the
four women who had wielded the spiked stems and passionately kissed. When they
parted, Trudy saw that all the women were smeared with blood.
All six women began to make love to Trudy. There were women probing their
tongues in her ears, kissing her lips and licking her face, sucking her breasts
and making passionate oral love to her vagina and clitoris. No part of Trudy's
body was left untouched. Her individual toes were sucked and the instep of her
feet massaged with a warm tongue. Trudy's fingers and thumbs were slowly and
deliciously sucked. There was always a warm mouth on her clit, a tongue probing
her vagina or anus or both. Trudy began to climax and couldn't stop. They
propelled her into a multi-orgasmic plateau and her mind into a prolonged state
of erotic ecstasy.
Just when Trudy thought she couldn't stand one more minute, the music stopped
and the women ceased their lovemaking. Trudy felt two hungry mouths began to
work furiously on her clit and vagina. Trudy's passion dissolved in one
soul-shattering climax. Trudy writhed and convulsed, twisting in her bonds. At
the end, she fell back, temporarily satiated.
Bridgett raised Trudy up so she could take a sip of Evian water. As Trudy
drank, she watched the other five women come forth, kiss her vagina then leave.
Trudy relaxed thinking it was over. Bridgett unfastened the cuffs around her
ankles and wrists.
But after a few moments, the music resumed but the tempo was much faster as
the strings played an ancient gypsy song about two lovers who came to grief.
Only Bridgett and the musicians were still in the room.
Trudy sensed a movement at the foot of the bed and looked down to see a naked
Cindy wearing an elaborate mask that depicted some bird like creature from Hell
entering through a hidden door. Cindy climbed on the bed between Trudy's legs
then stood and walked forward until she stood directly over Trudy's face.
Trudy saw there was a tight leather harness around Cindy's waist and between
her legs. The harness served to hold the largest strap-on dildo that Trudy had
ever seen. The dildo looked nothing like one of those latex dildos that Trudy
had purchased in a local sex shop. Its surface was darker and more uneven.
"Beautiful, isn't it," said Cindy when she noticed Trudy admiring the fake
cock.
"Yes, magnificent, what is it?" asked Trudy.
"Here, suck on it and I will tell you its story," said Cindy as she lowered
herself. Trudy licked the head of the cock.
"It feels real," said Trudy. "I felt it move when I put my mouth on the head."
"It is real after a fashion. That is the amputated cock of one of history's
most evil men. And yes, it does respond when it touches a woman. Keep sucking as
I relate its history," said Cindy.
"It's the preserved cock of Father Ignatius Ramoldo who was executed in St.
Marks' Square in Venice in 1543. The Doge had his penis and scrotum removed
and preserved before the Father was broken on the wheel," said Cindy.
"What did the priest do to be executed," asked Trudy.
"Rape and murder on an incredible scale, he killed hundreds savagely, young
girls and boys, grown women, mostly nuns but the occasional house servant or
noblewoman, and surprisingly enough even men. Father Ramoldo was an equal
opportunity serial killer," said Cindy.
"How did you come by it," asked Trudy swirling her tongue around the head.
Trudy could sense a growing hardness and a feeling of kinetic energy surging
from the cock head into her mouth. Trudy felt herself being aroused. She was
very conscious of a growing need in her empty vagina.
"I borrowed it for tonight. The owners of Vixens acquired it from a collector
of oddities. Years ago, a rich antiquarian arranged for it to be removed from
its preservative formula and made into this useful object. Feel it, that's real
human flesh, the same thing that his victims felt when he raped them," said
Cindy.
"It feels real and it is so large, I want it inside me just like I was one of
the Father's victims," said Trudy touching and wrapping her hand around the
preserved cock and pushing it toward the opening to her vagina.
"Keep sucking for now. I want your cunt to be ravenous when I plunge it inside
you. The more you suck and lick Father Ramoldo, the greater the hunger in your
vagina. At some point, you will beg me to fuck you with it," said Cindy.
"What happened to the Father?" asked Trudy beginning to lick and suck even
harder as she felt her cunt start to twitch in hunger.
"He was caught one night when he became careless. But those who practice the
black arts claim Father Ramoldo's cock feels exactly the same as when Carisma
Rolini felt it the night Father Ramoldo rapped and strangled her in her own bed.
She was only thirteen and a virgin. In a way Carisma was lucky. Many of Father
Ramoldo's victims were murdered in a dungeon beneath the palace where the Father
lived. They took days and weeks to die," said Cindy rubbing the dildo across
Trudy's hard nipples.
"He was an evil man," said Trudy.
"Cruel and evil beyond measure, he exulted in other's pain. Cries of anguish
were his music. Father Ramoldo followed Carisma back to her father's palace
after he heard her confession at the Cathedrals of St. Marks. Fortunately, for
Carisma she died absolved of all sins. The good father first garroted Carisma's
aged nurse. Neither the desperate tapping of her heels on the stone floor or the
stench of her bowels as she released her stool awakened little Carisma."
"That night by chance one of the palace guards decided to step out onto the
balcony of a nearby bedroom. He happened to hear Carisma's death rattle as
Father Ramoldo dumped his seed in her at the moment she expired. The guard
called his fellows and they managed to subdue the priest before he could
escape," said Cindy as she parted Trudy's labia with the head of the dildo and
eased the tip into her opening.
"It feels good. Hurry, go ahead and put it in. My pussy needs to be filled
with that cock," said Trudy thrusting her hips upward desperate to get the vile
object in her body.
"Be patient, enjoy the hunger and desperation, I've felt it before. You'll
have this vile and malevolent object in your body soon enough," said Cindy
teasing Trudy's hole by inserting just the tip of the cock then withdrawing it.
"The father was extremely well equipped. How did his victims die? How did they
know he killed all those people, " asked Trudy.
"Mostly by strangulation at the moment he climaxed. Father Ramoldo kept a
detailed account of each crime. The account included the name and location of
each victim along with a lengthy and graphic description of the torture and
murder including a rhapsodic account of how much Father Ramoldo enjoyed himself.
The record was very complete and meticulously maintained," said Cindy.
"Have you read it?" asked Trudy.
"In an English translation, I'll give you a copy. I sometimes come here and
insert Father Ramoldo's cock in my pussy and play with my clit while I read of
his horrible deeds," said Cindy.
"Tell me more but first put it inside me, don't be gentle, I sense it hungers
for my vaginal blood," groaned Trudy once again raising her body in a desperate
attempt to impale herself on the cock.
"It has a preference for women in their period but it can make any woman's
cunt bleed. Father Ramoldo was what we today would call the Chief Accountant for
the Cardinal of Venice. I suppose my very smart Mother Trudy knows that the
Venetians invented double entry bookkeeping and other accounting practices still
used in our time," said Cindy pushing the dildo head slightly inside Trudy's
vagina.
"Yes, I know but please, further, go further as deep as it will go. I remember
reading that the Venetians invented bookkeeping. The Venetians were very rich
and successful traders during the Renaissance. Cindy Lou, do as your Mother says
and fuck me," said Trudy digging her heels against the mattress in an attempt to
force Father Ramoldo's cock deeper inside her.
"Patience, we'll get there and you will have Father Ramoldo inside you as far
as he will reach. They say that Father Ramoldo's victims would beg him to fuck
them before he killed them," said Cindy.
"I can imagine how it felt to be one of Father Ramoldo's victims and the pain
when his horrible penis destroyed their virginity. My grandfather took mine when
I was ten. It hurt so much I cried for hours. I'm begging you to give me all of
it. I want it to hurt. I need it to hurt," said Trudy as her feeling of
desperation increased.
"I knew you would enjoy this," said Cindy.
"Further please, I need it. My hole is screaming to be filled with it," said
Trudy twisting from side to side.
"Here, take a couple of inches and enjoy it," said Cindy as she shoved the
cock head inside Trudy's vagina.
"You wicked girl, teasing your Mother like this. What an imaginative and
creative daughter I have. Where else would a mother be so lucky that her
daughter fucks her with that obscene object. What a bad, bad girl you are, Cindy
Lou," said Trudy.
"I wanted this birthday to be special," said Cindy.
"And what did the authorities do with Father Ramoldo," asked Trudy her mind
enflamed by the ecstasy, eroticism and outright horror of what was happening.
Trudy had a sense that something living was inside her vagina. She could feel
it's terrible energy.
"He was tortured for four weeks in the Doge's dungeon. The Doge sent for a
torturer from Istanbul, a renowned eunuch whom the Ottoman Sultan recommended.
The eunuch was famed for keeping a victim alive through long periods of
excruciating pain. It turned out that Carisma was the Doge's god daughter," said
Cindy.
"Oh that feels good," said Trudy writhing from side to side as the preserved
human cock slid further into her hole.
"When the good father was beyond further torture, the Doge had him taken to
St. Marks Square immediately after Sunday mass. The Doge was a man of science.
He postulated the theory that the source of Father Ramoldo's evil was seated in
his huge cock. The Doge believed that there must be some physical explanation
why a learned priest and a man of God could commit such vile and despicable
acts. Wanting an opportunity to study the Father's penis and gonads at his
leisure, the Doge arranged that in the first stage of the execution the most
skilled surgeon in Venice would remove Father Ramoldo's cock and balls and
preserve them in a glass jar of a preservative purchased in the bazaars of
Alexandria expressly for that purpose."
"I wish I had been there in St. Marks Square to witness that," said Trudy.
"Of course in those days, there was no anesthesia. It is recorded that Father
Ramoldo cursed the crowd and screamed throughout the amputation. The surgeon
began at the base of his balls making the proper incision so that they were kept
intact. Father Ramoldo had been restrained to keep him absolutely still. All he
could do was scream in such a voice that it rose to the heavens and caused the
pigeons to swirl about the cathedral's bell tower."
"The surgeon was a learned man who had stolen many dead bodies to increase his
knowledge of anatomy. He removed the Father's reproductive organs completely.
The good doctor then cauterized the wound with a red-hot iron keeping the Father
alive for the remainder of the festivities."
'That allowed the Doge's executioner to take the rest of the afternoon to
break the prisoner on the wheel. Execution by being broken on the wheel was
preferred in the Venice of the early 1500's. It was incredibly painful. The
executioner started with the Father's arms breaking them in several places and
threading them through the spokes of a large wagon wheel. Next, he broke and
threaded the legs and feet. Father Ramoldo died shortly after sundown as the
wheel was rolled around St. Marks for the Venetians to view close at hand. The
executioner had managed to completely thread the priest's extremities through
several spokes of the wheel. Accounts of the time described it as one of the
best examples of execution by being broken on the wheel," said Cindy as she
began to slowly force the dildo further into Trudy's pussy.
"My God he was huge and it moving inside me like it was alive. It has an
energy all its own. I feel my organs being drawn towards it. I can't imagine how
a virgin nun would have felt with this ripping into her," said Trudy sweat
breaking out over her body. Still, she wanted that monstrous cock deep inside
her; even though she found the story of Father Ramoldo both hideous and
fascinating.
"War broke out shortly afterwards and the Doge died without ever discovering
whether Father Ramoldo's privates played a role in his crimes. Somehow the jar
stayed in tack for three centuries. An amateur archeologist discovered it in
1827 during an excavation of a palace in Rome. More recently it was stolen from
the archives of the Vatican."
"Two years ago, a collector of erotic objects purchased it from a dealer in
Paris. He was able to modify its molecular structure to insure its preservation
outside of its preservative jar. Skilled craftsmen were able to convert it into
what you have inside you now," said Cindy as she slipped the dildo all the way
up inside Trudy's cunt.
"Oh this is what I needed. Now fuck me as hard and fast as you can. It needs
blood. Rip into my cunt just like I was one of Father Ramoldo's nuns," screamed
Trudy as she raised and lowered herself desperate to be penetrated to the
fullest.
Cindy placed her hands around Trudy's neck and began to apply pressure. Cindy
applied just enough force to shut off Trudy's air supply. Cindy fucked Trudy
wildly as she bucked and writhed desperate for pleasure, deprived of oxygen.
Finally, Trudy's body rose up off the bed, went into a paroxysm of a climax
then slipped into unconsciousness. Cindy slowly withdrew the cock noting that
its surface was covered in a thick coating of vaginal blood. Cindy watched as
the blood slowly soaked into the skin of the dildo and disappeared.
When Trudy awoke, she was in the back of a limousine her head resting against
Cindy's shoulder. Trudy relaxed and fell back asleep. Later Trudy was conscious
of being carried and recognized her own condominium.
"Thanks Kerry for helping me get Mother inside," Trudy heard Cindy speak as
she was placed on her own bed.
When Trudy awoke sometime later, she was trussed up on her own bed. Cindy was
licking her well-fucked parts.
"I'm not sure I can fuck any more," said the relaxed Trudy.
"One more time, here sniff this," said Cindy breaking a popper under Trudy's
nose. "All you have to do is lay there and let your daughter Cindy do all the
work. I want one final daughter to mother fuck, just the two of us," said Cindy.
"All right my darling," said Trudy.
"I going to work this into your asshole," said Cindy holding up the clear blue
anal toy.
"Looks delicious," said Trudy.
"But for your pussy, I'm going to use this," said Cindy holding up her latex
glove covered hand and making a fist.
"I've never been fisted before," said Trudy.
"I said this was going to be a very special birthday," said Cindy. "Every
daughter should know how to put their fist in their Mother's pussy. Just relax,
close your eyes and let your Cindy Lou take you over the top."
Trudy's cunt felt full and stretched tight around Cindy's hand. Trudy had
never been fisted before and she moaned as Cindy slowly worked more and more of
her hand inside Trudy's vagina. Trudy used poppers to make herself more awake
and alert.
"Put it all the way up my cunt, right to the womb you came from when you were
born," yelled Trudy when she sensed that Cindy's hand was at last inside her
vagina.
Cindy sensed the start of Trudy's climax when the muscles in Trudy's cunt
started to rhythmically contract. Cindy pushed her hand inside past the wrist to
her forearm, made a fist and rotated it in a semi-circle. Cindy removed the
anal probe and substituted an even larger one.
Trudy's ass felt the larger intrusion and began to rhythmically open and
close around a twelve-inch anal probe in the shape of a man's cock. Trudy's hole
acted like a hungry mouth ready to gobble up the cock. Cindy gave another shove
and the cock reached its maximum depth.
"Oh Jesus fucking yes, fuck your Mother, make our whore Mother cum," yelled
Trudy her legs failing in the air.
Trudy started screaming then let loose a stream of piss. Trudy was one of
those women that occasionally lost control of her bladder when her orgasm was
off the charts. That had been a source of embarrassment for Trudy but Cindy had
made her feel that letting loose a stream of body temperature pee was both
special and erotic.
"Piss all over me, Mother, piss in your baby girl's mouth" said Cindy angling
her open mouth toward Trudy's pee hole.
Cindy had never experienced Trudy's piss climaxes before. She opened her mouth
and caught the stream of warm urine landing on her tongue. She swallowed as much
as she could but when Trudy started twisting her body from side to side, the
urine sprayed everywhere. The cock shot out of Trudy's rectum as she made one
final climax that caused every muscle in her body to convulse.
"Give me a piss kiss, darling," said Trudy when her climax was over. Cindy got
on top, took Trudy's face in her hands and slowly dripped a mouthful of piss
into Trudy's eager opening. Cindy swirled her tongue in Trudy's mouth mixing the
pee with Trudy's saliva. Trudy swallowed the mixture with a large gulp. Then
Trudy tenderly licked drops of piss off Cindy's face.
Cindy rolled off, removed the latex gloves, found a dry spot, and curled up in
Trudy's arms.
"Don't move for a minute. Let me hold my darling sweet little girl. That was
the best fuck I've ever had. Kiss your Mother again," said Trudy wanting to keep
the mother and daughter role-playing going as long as she could.
Trudy had an all-consuming fantasy about having sex with her own daughter.
Trudy was childless but that in no way lessened her desire to live that fantasy.
Trudy was really turned on if a young girl fucking her pretended to be her
daughter. Her enjoyment of this incest fantasy was something she kept well
hidden from most of her female lovers. But over the past weeks, she had come to
trust Cindy. But still it was only after several martinis that Trudy had asked
Cindy to pretend to be her daughter when they had sex.
As for Cindy, she had been having sex with her actual mother and grandmother
since she was twelve. On her twelfth birthday, they had sat her down and told
her what they expected. A half hour later, Cindy found herself licking
Grandmother Kylie's pussy while her own mother slowly ate her to a climax. Cindy
readily agreed to participate in Trudy's fantasy. Since that night, Cindy had
enthusiastically played the role of the horny daughter who loved to fuck her own
mother.
"I love you Momma," said Cindy snuggling closer and turning to kiss Trudy
again. The two women cured up and went sound asleep.
It was the next afternoon after they had showered together, changed the bed
linen and cooked a large Southern style breakfast that the conversation turned
to the recent events.
"You know I only got fucked once yesterday. Ron gave me his usual
twenty-second mega-pounding across his desk but that was before everything went
crazy. Shortly after that, everyone was too upset for their usual piece of the
office slut. I gather Mike got some unwelcome news," said Cindy deciding to
probe Trudy about what was occurring at the office.
"Nothing can get a Congressman more excited than the possibility of losing
their seat. I can't believe that Mike fired Ron. Ron has been with him all of
the twenty two years he's been in the House and even before that in the
Massachusetts State House."
"The Congressman was beyond pissed. I thought he was going to have a stroke
the way he was screaming at everyone. He threatened to replace everybody
including the interns."
"Don't worry your pretty little head, darling. Congressman Harrington isn't
going to fire his office slut," said Trudy kissing Cindy again.
"I'm not worried about that. It's just an intern position and for only six
months then I go back to school. I was more concerned about you. I wouldn't want
my mother to lose her job if Harrington lost the election," said Cindy putting
her arm around Trudy and hugging her.
"Don't worry. Harrington won't lose. Can you keep a mother and daughter
confidence?" said Trudy.
"I promise, Mother, I won't say a word," said Cindy.
"The Election Commission, the folks who count the votes, they all owe Mike
Harrington something. Maybe it's their jobs or their relative's jobs or Mike
took care of a DUI case or got a drug bust pleaded to a misdemeanor; but those
people are obligated to Mike and they will make Mike a winner regardless of how
many votes he gets. They'll change a precinct count here and there to turn a
ten-point loss into a one-point victory. Mike has already alerted the commission
members that he was calling in their chits, " said Trudy.
"Sounds very undemocratic," said Cindy.
"It's the way things work in politics," said Trudy.
"So why was Mike Harrington so upset if he can't lose," asked Cindy.
"He doesn't want to return to the district and campaign. He doesn't want to
put in the effort. Plus I gather Ron has been telling him that this Candace
Williams is a joke and nothing to worry about. Then Mike reads a Boston Globe
poll that shows he's running ten points behind Williams. He expected to be
thirty points ahead. I have no idea why Ron thought Williams was so
ineffective," said Trudy.
"I was in his office when the chairperson of League of Women Voters called and
told him about the debate. He had just pulled his cock out for a blowjob when
they put her through. He waved me off when she told him he was invited to debate
Candace Williams at Salem High School a week from today. He was nice to the lady
on the phone and promised to attend. But after the call ended, he went into a
tirade and started breaking things. He even smashed that picture of him shaking
hands with President Kennedy. I got out of there as quick as I could."
"There are times when I think Mike's losing it. He's been in Washington too
long and treats the district like he owns it. One thing I can say is that this
Candace Williams, whoever she is has made him sit up and take notice. I guess we
all got complacent and expected Mike to keep his seat until he died or retired.
So my baby girl didn't get to suck the Congressman's dick. Is that why you were
do horny last night?"
"Like I said, outside of Ron, I didn't get touched. Jeff didn't do me at lunch
and the rest of the staff was too stressed out to think about taking care of the
office slut. Without my Mother Trudy, I would be one needy, horny baby girl."
Cindy twisted around to kiss Trudy's lips.
"You know I used to take care of the Congressman's weenie years ago when I was
in my twenties and he was in his first term."
"What was he like then?" asked Cindy.
"Slender, good looking, no big red boozer's nose, he was a good fuck and he
could keep more than one woman busy. There was another girl in the office, April
Sanders; he used to alternate between us. I fucked him in the morning and April
in the afternoon. He'd call me in each day at 10:30. He insisted I wear hose
with a garter belt and no panties. I'd report promptly at 10:30 to be bent over
his desk face down and fucked dog style. After that, I'd go to the Ladies Room
and jerk off while his semen dripped into the commode."
"Then one afternoon, he called me into his office. April was lying on the
couch stark naked playing with herself. He said he wanted to watch April and I
chew each other's rug then he would join in. I told him "No" and he said, "Then
you're fired". Well I didn't have any other options so I reconsidered. Once I
got my mouth on April's pussy and her mouth on mine, I realized what I had been
missing. I'd loved eating pussy ever since."
"So you haven't fucked a man in a long time?"
"It hasn't been as long as you think. Last year, at an office Christmas party,
I had too many California slammers with this girl I'd been dating. She worked
for Congressman Condit. Anyway, she was bi and she talked me into doing a three
way with this fellow she worked with. He was well hung too."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes, What I remember of it. It felt good to have a man between your legs
slamming home his meat, feeling that hard cock sliding from the opening of your
hole to where it bottoms out and his balls slap against your clit. I climaxed so
I must have liked it. Of course, I ate my friends pussy and she ate mine while
he fucked us so that made it seem normal."
"I'm bi-sexual. I haven't decided whether I like cock or pussy better but I'm
getting enough of both here in Washington to keep me happy," said Cindy.
"How many of our staff are you screwing every day?"
"Usually eight, including Jake the new intern who has a really big piece of
meat. If you're interested, I could arrange a three way with him. He loves to
eat pussy and he keeps telling me his sister is a lesbian and she's going to
visit next month. You could join us for an orgy," said Cindy.
"Sounds like fun, I'll have to have a few drinks first if Jake's going to fuck
me," said Trudy.
"I think it would be hot to be eating you while a big cock is fucking your
twat," said Cindy.
"That does sound delicious. Jeff told me he played a little joke on you last
week," said Trudy.
"Yes, the bastard did. Last Tuesday they traded me for the day for an intern
from Congressman Tom DeLay's office. Of course, I didn't know that at the time.
Jeff made me think it was business. He gave me a package marked priority and
personal to deliver to the Majority Leader. I was told to put the package into
the hands of the Congressman and none other; then wait for a reply," said Cindy.
"They've played this joke before on other interns," said Trudy. "They usually
come back walking a little bow-legged."
"I didn't think I was the first. When I got to Congressman DeLay's office, I
stood there and waited while he opened it up. I could tell from where I was
standing it was a single typed sheet and a number of 8.5 by 11 photographs. Then
the Majority Leader read me the note," said Cindy.
"I can imagine but tell me," said Trudy.
"This is to introduce Cynthia Powers, the official office slut of Congressman
Harrington's staff. She is a complete pig whore and has no known limits. She had
absolutely no morals and will do anything you ask. The accompanying pictures
illustrate her willingness to fuck anybody, anytime," said Cindy.
"So Jeff has been busy with his hidden camera," said Trudy.
"There were dozens of pictures of me having sex with every male member of the
staff. Of course, the men's faces were blacked out but mine was clearly visible.
It was mainly me kneeling on the floor with a cock in my mouth. There were some
jism shots of me with cum all over my face, tits, and hair, the usual stuff.
However, there were several where I was being tripled penetrated by three other
men. I had this goofy look on my face like I was really loving it," said Cindy.
"You probably were. So what did our Majority Leader say," asked Trudy.
"I'll try to recall the conversation verbatim," said Cindy.
"You're quite a talented young lady, pretty too and young but of course, Mike
Harrington has an eye for the young ones," said Rep. DeLay.
"Thank you. I try to make sure the stress levels within the office are kept to
a minimum. I know staff morale is important in the world's greatest deliberative
body," replied I.
"It sure is. I bet those rascals who worked for me sent Julie over to Mike
Harrington's office, that little slut's probably on her back begging them to
take her in all three holes. Julie's like you, a natural whore," said Rep.
Delay.
"Julie," I asked.
"Your counterpart here in the Majority Leader's office, little Julie will suck
the chrome off a the bumper of a Cadillac. I gather you like to suck dick," said
Rep. Delay looking through the pictures.
"I like it all, Congressman. I cover the waterfront," I said.
"Does that mean you're a rug muncher, a practitioner of the Sapphic arts,"
asked Rep. Delay.
"Female staffers are just as subject to the stress and strain of working on
the WGDB, as the men," I said.
"WGDB, what's that?" asked Rep. Delay.
"World's Greatest Deliberative Body," I said.
"Oh child, don't you know performing oral sex with other women is depraved
behavior. Unless you accept Jesus Christ as your Saviour and forswear lesbianism
you could lose your immortal soul and burn in Hell Fire for eternity," said Rep.
DeLay.
"I noticed that Rep. Delay's hand had disappeared below his desk and I heard
him open his zipper. I didn't know what to say so I just said, "That would be a
terrible thing."
"It is said that my seed has the power to redeem women from the sin of
lesbianism. It is a rare gift gained by countless hours of studying my bible.
Come over here child," said Rep. Tom as he opened a bible he kept on his desk.
"Obviously based on last night, you weren't cured of your desire to eat
pussy," said Trudy.
"Not hardly, it was a quick batch and a small one, perhaps it takes several
applications to be effective," said Cindy.
"I bet that lecherous bastard arranges to see you again," said Trudy. "What
happened next?"
"The Majority Leader rolled back his desk chair to reveal a rather small penis
with an even smaller head," said Cindy.
"That's why his female staffers refer to the Majority Leader as 'Needle Dick
Tom," said Trudy.
"I was feeling a little put off that our staff had swapped me to this fate so
I got a little feisty and asked the Majority Leader a question," said Cindy.
"May I be so bold as to enquire what other women have been saved from the sins
of Sappho by your seed, Majority Leader?" I asked.
"Of course, child, my wife for one, among many others. Christine had lost her
soul to such depravity when she was enrolled at the University of Houston.
Colleges today are such Godless places, even in Texas. I shudder at the thought
of what must happen at northern schools like Harvard. Anyway, Christine was
given over to drink and sins against the sacred nature of womanhood. She was
living with other lesbianism's off campus when we met at a revival. She had only
come to the revival to ridicule those who followed the Lord. But the Holy Spirit
saw what kind of person was really inside Christine and the Holy Spirit used me
to knock the devil right out of her. It was after she had swallowed my healing
seed and accepted Jesus Christ as her personal savior that she gave up her evil
lesbian ways and became a God fearing Christian wife," said Rep. DeLay.
"Christine DeLay could use a membership in Vixens," laughed Trudy.
"Yes, she could," replied Cindy recalling how she had already passed that
snippet of information to Rhonda.
"After that we got down to business," said Cindy. "His voice took on the tone
of a gospel preacher as he instructed me."
"Cindy, wayward child of God, come over here to his side of my desk, kneel
down and let me read to you from my bible," said Rep. DeLay.
"Oh, please do Majority Leader, I am in need of the redeeming balm that lies
within your manhood," I said.
"You didn't say that, did you?" said Trudy laughing hysterically.
"I certainly did," said Cindy.
"And Needle Dick bought it," asked Trudy.
"Seemed to, he got this blissful look on his face as he began to read from the
Psalms of David. Of course, by that time, I was licking the head of his cock and
working to get him off. He started with the Twenty Third Psalm and by the time
he finished a half-minute later, I was swallowing Tom's pixie juice and waiting
for an epiphany that didn't come by the way," said Cindy.
"Unlike Saul, the Holy Spirit didn't knock you off your ass and ram the fear
of God in that hungry little hole of yours," said Trudy.
"Nope, but after he finished blowing his wad in ninety seconds and while I was
licking him clean, he put his hands on my head and said a prayer asking God to
forgive me for the sin of lesbianism and put my feet on the path of
righteousness. I thanked the Majority Leader for his efforts toward my salvation
and left his office," said Cindy.
"What next? You said you were swapped for the day," said Trudy.
"Yes, there was no rest for the intern. As soon as I exited the Majority
Leader's office, his Chief of Staff took me into their conference room where
there were eight tall Texans waiting with hardons. The Chief of Staff threw
Jeff's pictures of me on the table and the guys snatched them up like they had
never seen a girl suck cock. The Chief of Staff introduced me.
"May I introduce Cindy Powers from Congressman Harrington's office. Now that
means Cindy's a Democrat but I always say head is head and pussy is pussy. Cindy
comes to us highly recommended. Cindy, what do you say you get up on the table
and give us a little show," said the Chief of Staff.
"One of them politely held out his hand and I stepped onto the chair and up on
the table. All of a sudden, someone hit the Play button on a boom box and I
found myself stripping to a song titled 'The Eyes of Texas Are Upon You.' That
was fun. I must say, those Texans were not only tall but they were long, hard,
and quick to recover. I think our Majority Leader must not be a real Texan based
on the size of his dick. Anyway, by the time the song ended, I was naked,
pinching my nipples and fingering myself," said Cindy.
"Who went first?" asked Trudy.
"Roy Atkins, the Chief of Staff, blow job to start and then a fuck, no
condoms, it was bareback all the way, they cheer each other on, a Texas gangbang
is a team sport I was told," said Cindy.
"You serviced all nine?" asked Trudy.
"Yes, several times, the first time it was one on one. Then it got kinky when
I agreed to anal. I had three holes working after that. I was a busy cum covered
girl," said Cindy.
"You either love cock, have incredible stamina or both," said Trudy.
"I have to admit there is something about a gangbang that brings out the
nymphomaniac in me. I love lying there, legs spread apart, some stud fucking my
hole hard as he can go, showing off what a great cocksman he is to his buddies,
another feeding me his meat, and surrounded by guys jerking their dicks so
they'll be hard when it's their turn. As soon as one dumps his jism, another
climbs on, slides it in forcing the previous guy's spunk to ooze out and drip
down onto the crack of my ass. It is great and very satisfying," said Cindy.
"I'm not sure that's a universal attitude shared among womanhood. How long did
it last?" said Trudy.
"It was after three when they announced they were done and it was time for
Jamal to get a piece," said Cindy.
"Who was Jamal?" asked Trudy.
"A very nice black man who is short, skinny, and has a cock to die for. Shit,
it hung to his knees. The staff referred to him as the 'Token', I'd think
'Tripod' would be more accurate," said Cindy.
"Token black employee, Russell is ours. Every congressional staff has added at
least one Afro-American male and female in the last few years," said Trudy.
"Well, the Token is probably the best person for a horny white girl to go to
if she's looking for a good fuck. Russell's got the best equipment in our office
and he's the only one of our studs that can cock whip a girl until she's ready
to yell, 'no mas'," said Cindy. "Although, I have to admit that Jake, the new
guy isn't bad either."
"My little girl is such a precious slut, you amaze me," said Trudy.
"When the white guys were fucked out, they called Jamal and he came in. Jamal
had the biggest cock I've ever seen. He said it was thirteen inches long and
five inches around," said Cindy.
"Ouch," said Trudy.
" I didn't verify the measurements but it was the biggest I've ever had in my
hole. When he forced it in my pussy, a quart of cum oozed out. They kept calling
him 'sprout', yelling 'go sprout'. It felt great when I got it all the way
inside my pussy. I fucked him mano a mano. We were both covered in sweat.
Everybody watched as he mounted me and took me missionary style. Then we
switched to dog and later I got on top and rode his pony. It was one of those
take no prisoners fucks where he was slamming it home like he was trying to
split me in two. I was thrusting and pumping him like crazy. I liked the idea
that there were eight white guys watching me get screwed by a black man. I
really got off on it and kept cumming every time he drove it in to his balls."
"They left you go after that," said Trudy.
"No, The white Texans got all worked up watching the black Texan fuck me.
Maybe they were fantasizing he was going their wives. So after Jamal finished, I
had to go another round with everybody," said Cindy.
"What was the finale?" asked Trudy.
"At the end, picture Cindy Lou on a conference room table, naked and covered
with jism from head to toe. I look like the star in a bukkake film. I was in a
tabletop position straddling one guy while two others are fore and aft. Five
other young men with big hard cocks surround me jerking off. One of them held my
asshole open with his fingers while another squirted Astro-Glide up my pooper.
Then they all took a turn ass fucking me. Two of the guys managed to get their
cock in my ass at the same time. I felt like a pig on a spit. The guy on the
bottom is sucking my tits like crazy while another guy is face fucking the third
and fourth guys are way up in rectum stirring my shit. It was great,"
"I wish I was there watching. So that was it," said Trudy.
"Not quite, when I went into the Ladies Room to wash some of the jism off, I
was confronted by two of the Majority Leader's female staff. They were tall
women with big blonde hair styles that looked like they were recruited from the
Dallas Cheerleaders," said Cindy.
"Were they pissed, you'd been fucking their men?" asked Trudy.
"No, they were pissed they hadn't been allowed to join the gangbang. We went
into the handicapped stall and did some muff diving. I ate them and they ate me.
One of them got real excited when I told her she was licking Jamal's semen out
of my pussy. Apparently, the Majority Leader's staff is not as averse to eating
pussy as you might think. After that I was exhausted and went home and slept
twelve hours," said Cindy.
"I'm so proud of my little girl. You are so well suited to be the office slut.
I've never met a girl so fond of sex. I heard you're traveling with the
Congressman next week. I'll miss you," said Trudy.
"I'll miss you too. Mike wants me to go with him when he flies back to Boston
to debate Candace Williams," said Cindy.
"Good, that'll give you a chance to see your family."
"Yes and in fact, Mike wants to meet my mother and my little sister," said
Cindy.
"I thought I was your mother," said Trudy.
"You are my Mother," said Cindy kissing Trudy's lips.
