Chapter 18 - Entrapment
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"Home, Congressman?" asked the limousine driver. Congressman Mike Harrington
had just climbed wearily into the backseat. In Mike's opinion, he had spent the
last two hours being made a complete fool in the debate with Candace Williams.
"Fuck no, Airport Hilton, I've got another meeting," said Mike brightening a
little when he thought about what was waiting at the hotel.
Damn, I wish Ron and Jeff were here thought Mike. Maybe I was too hasty
canning their butts, especially in the middle of this election. They would at
least know what the fuck was going on and could talk to me about it. Ron would
have made sure I was up on what kind of questions those foreigners were going to
throw at me.
Mike recalled the last humiliating exchange between he and Candace Williams.
It came at the end when they had the opportunity to pose three questions
directly to one another. Candace's final exchange with him was a killer as far
as the audience was concerned.
"Congressman, can you discuss the impact on District 12 consumers of HR 2104?"
asked Candace.
"HR 2104, there are so many bills. I can't be expected to recall each bill by
number," replied Mike trying to recall what HR 2104 was about. It sounded
familiar.
"I find that surprising. You are listed as the sponsor of HR 2104, known
better as the Citizen's Energy Act. You claimed in your speech introducing the
bill to the full House last July 24th to have crafted every word of it," said
Candace in a firm voice.
"Oh, of course, I was that bill's sponsor and proud of it."
"Are you proud of the fact that the bill costs each District 12 household an
average of $112 annual on their home heating bill? Isn't HR 2104 so favorable to
the oil and gas industry that some experts have described the bill as being
written by the industry?"
"That's ridiculous, the oil and gas industry played no part in drafting the
Citizen's Energy Act."
"So you've had no contact with them during the preparation of HR 2104?"
"None, absolutely not," lied Mike. "That wouldn't be appropriate."
"Is this a picture of you and Sam Reynolds, President and CEO of Reynolds'
Energy, boarding the Reynolds's corporate yacht, The Kilowatt Hour, on the
weekend before the bill was introduced into the House?" asked Candace as the
screen behind the stage showed a slide of Sam and he climbing aboard the yacht.
One could clearly see the yacht's name on the stern.
"How the hell did you get that?" yelled Mike. The audience laughed at him.
They knew he was lying. I've never been so humiliated in thirty years of
politics grumbled Mike.
I was sandbagged. Why didn't somebody tell me she spoke Spanish and
Portuguese? grumbled Mike. The high school gym was packed with members of
Salem's ethic Portuguese community and there were a large number of people from
El Salvador. Candace was able to respond to the questioners in their own
language. Where the fuck is El Salvador? I bet its near Portugal decided Mike.
God that bitch is smart. She sounds like a computer spouting facts and
figures, speaking different languages. I wonder how she got Horace Trimble and
Eleanor to join up with her. I heard they're going door to door in Lynn, Saugas,
Wakefield, and Stoneham, asking people to vote for Williams. That ungrateful
bastard, after all I did for him and that slut wife of his all these years
thought Mike.
Mike helped himself to the limo's bar. He poured two fingers of vodka over ice
as they drove through the streets of Lynn on their way to the Logan Airport
Hilton. He thought more about Candace Williams.
Brains and beauty, she's got it all. I actually started getting a hard on
looking at her butt when she was at the podium. Nice ass and tits, and those
legs, I kept picturing them wrapped around me pumping my cock. I bet she fucks
like a crack whore needing a fix. After the election, I'm going to offer her
Ron's job as my new chief of staff. She'll have to show how much she wants it
by wrapping that smart mouth around my Johnson and sucking out the juice. I'd
love to watch her and little Cindy going at it on my office couch. We'll just
see how badly Mrs. Williams wants to get to Washington.
Shit, I'd lose this election if it were up to the voters. I'm going to have to
call in all my markers from those pricks on the Election Commission, maybe even
spread some money around. That may get expensive but that's what campaign
contributions are for.
It's amazing how little effect my attack ads made. I tried to paint her as
lacking experience. But she's so damn ready with facts and figures about every
conceivable topic; the voters think she's been in Congress fifty years. Plus she
comes across as little miss wholesome. I bet that's a crock of shit. I could
probably dig something up but the elections next week, no time for that now.
Shit, somehow, that bitch got to McNally and got him to feed Ron a line of
bullshit. Or that drunken Irish cock hound never left his office, just told Ron
what he wanted to hear then climbed back into the bottle. Fucking McNally's, all
of them, the worst kind of black Irish scum. McNally's dad, Seamus, was a small
time thug and leg breaker for the Winter Hill gang and old Sadie his mom would
drop her drawers for a slug of gin.
Mike recalled how as a boy he would wait in the car while his daddy visited
Sadie McNally every Saturday morning. Mike's dad always took a half pint of
Gordon's. Hoover and his sister would be working with Seamus in their bakery
over on Essex Street. A couple of times, Mike had snuck around back and watched
his old man. Daddy was a real cocksman recalled Mike. After a session with my
dad, a woman knew she'd been fucked.
Sadie would be lying in top of the kitchen table with her dress up around her
waist and her drawers down around one ankle. Mike's dad would be holding on to
Sadie's hips and pounding away while Sadie gripped the table edge. Mike recalled
how the big kitchen table jostled back and forth as dad slammed it home. Sadie
always had this big shit-eating grin on her face like she just loved what Mike's
dad was doing. Sadie would be kicking her legs in the air when they weren't
wrapped around my dad's ass. Mike's dad would finally finish and wipe his cock
on a nearby dishcloth. He'd give Sadie a quick kiss and then head back to the
car.
"Don't you ever tell your Mom about us stopping at the McNally's Saturday
morning. That's just between us men. When you get old enough, you'll
understand," warned Morris Harrington.
Of course, Mike's mom was getting plenty and didn't have a reason to complain.
Many nights, Mike and his brother William would wake up to the sound of their
mother and dad's headboard slamming against the wall as Dad gave mom a good
fucking. The house wasn't large and only studs and drywall separated the
bedrooms. Mom would be moaning and talking dirty and Dad would be calling her a
filthy Irish whore. After they finished, he and William would sneak into the
hall and watch through the bathroom keyhole as mom washed her pussy and took her
diaphragm out.
Mike's dad had taken him to visit Heddie's Place in Salem on his fifteenth
birthday. Heddie put him with one of her youngest girls, Kate or Kathy, Mike
couldn't recall for sure. His Dad had gone into Heddie's bedroom while Kate had
taken him up to her room on the third floor.
I popped thirty seconds after I got it in her mouth. I was so embarrassed I
wanted to die but Kate went right back to work and I was hard again in no time.
After that I got my first piece of pussy. Those were good times, the old days,
mused Mike. A boy's dad took care of him, made sure he knew about sex and stuff.
Shit, today's fathers probably never been near a brothel themselves, let alone
taken junior there for his first fuck. That's why young people today are so
screwed up. All the men are faggots and the women whores.
Mike's mind shifted to other thoughts as they approached the airport.
Cindy and her little cousin, Amanda, would be waiting in the hotel suite. He
was lucky Nora was at their place in Boca Raton. I wonder what that stupid bitch
wife of mine is up to. Probably too zonked out on pills to tell night from day.
I wonder if that Puerto Rican pool boy is fucking her when I'm not around. Shit,
most of the time, she's too out of it to know whether he's doing her or not.
I could have gone further in politics if my wife wasn't a looser pill head.
Maybe, I ought to divorce Nora and marry Candace Williams. Now there's someone
who could help you get ahead in this world thought Mike as the limousine pulled
up to the drop off at the hotel. That's the kind of woman you need by your side
to move up with the big guys like Clinton. They say Ted Kennedy's going to give
it up and retire at the end of his term. I guess I'm too old but with a young
wife like Candace, who knows.
***
In a suite on the top floor of the Airport Hilton, Hoover McNally checked the
cameras for the tenth time. Hoover and Lois Blake were seated side by side at a
table covered with television monitors, keyboards, and computer equipment. They
were in Suite 1222. Next-door was Suite 1224, registered to the Committee to
Re-Elect Mike Harrington.
Hoover had a concealed video camera on all four sides of the master bedroom of
Suite 1224. Hoover was clicking through the screens making sure all the cameras
were functioning properly. An array of personal computers was interconnected
with the cameras and monitors. The computer's hard drives would be making a
digital copy of everything the cameras captured. The cameras were equipped with
5:1 zoom lens. Good enough to focus in on the hairs on Mike Harrington' ass
thought Hoover.
There were also cameras in Suite 1224's living room where Cindy Powers and
Amanda Blake, Lois's thirteen-year-old daughter, were seated beside one another
on the couch waiting for the Congressman to arrive.
In spite of their age differences, the girls were identically dressed. Both
were wearing micro-mini red plaid box pleated skirts, a white blouse and black
paten Mary Janes with white socks. I was a calculated little girl look that
would prove irresistible to an old pedophile like Mike Harrington.
The day had started early for the two girls. Cindy had picked up Lois and
Amanda at 7:00AM. The limo had driven them directly to the Le Pli Spa on Beacon
Street in downtown Boston where both girls were given a Brazilian bikini wax, a
facial, a full body immersion in warm aromatic clay and finally a massage. The
two were next whisked over to Candelabra's House of Style where their hair was
dyed an identical shade of honey blonde. Their eyebrows were plucked and their
hair identically styled. The limo then took the three women and Gary the stylist
to a loft on Boston's School Street where a team of dressmakers made final
adjustments and outfitted them in their matching outfits including the Teddy
bear. At that point, a cosmetologist, Lonnie, joined the team. Lonnie worked for
over an hour to make Cindy and Amanda look as much like sisters as possible. As
a final touch, Lonnie glued a heart shaped beauty mark to both girls' left cheek
right at the corner of their mouth.
A photographer arrived and took a number of glamour shots of the two. The two
girls posed in various provocative poses including a long wet tongue kiss. The
photographer encouraged them to have some fun with it. One of the images was of
both girls standing side by side. Amanda was raising Cindy's skirt and pointing
toward the crotch of her white cotton panties.
"I'm about to cream myself just looking at the two of you," announced Lois
Blake while the photo shoot was happening. "Anybody here want a quick one?"
"I'm gay," said Gary.
"Aussi," said Lonnie.
"Just my luck, ready to give it away and surrounded by fags," said Lois.
"How about you, Terrence," said Lois speaking to the photographer?
"I'm with the fags. Get yourself off, darling," said Terrence as he looked
through the viewfinder.
The digital images were emailed to Candace Williams campaign headquarters
where they were reviewed. Candace answered with her approval and everything was
considered a go.
The three women plus Gary and Lonnie were driven to the Airport Hilton. Once
in Suite 1224, Gary and Lonnie did a final touch up of hair and make-up then
departed each with $500 in their wallets.
My God, they're absolutely stunning. If you've got a single ounce of child
predator in you, those two will bring it out thought Hoover. Amanda's the most
beautiful little girl I've ever seen and Cindy's a wet dream. In those tiny
little skirts, they're enough to make a dead man get an erection. Candace is a
genius. Old Mike Harrington hasn't got a chance.
Amanda was holding a Teddy bear dressed identically to herself. Both girls
were equipped with a wireless two-way communications apparatus that consisted of
an earplug and a small microphone clipped to their lapel.
Hoover's efforts to maintain his focus weren't being helped by the fact that
Amanda's mother, Lois Blake, was seated beside him and seemed to be working hard
to distract him. Lois was wearing a tight knit top that left no doubt as to the
location and size of her half dollar sized nipples. She was also wearing a pair
of jeans so tight Hoover kept wondering how she got them on. Even more
distracting, Lois kept brushing against him every chance she got.
"Sound check," said Lois.
"Mommy, I really don't need Cindy here. I'm perfectly capable of fucking the
Congressman all by myself," said Amanda.
"Eleven year old girls don't say fuck. And that's not the plan, you know that,
said Lois.
"I'm thirteen, I'll be fourteen next year," said Amanda.
"I know how old you are Amanda. As I recall I was there when you were born.
But you are playing the role of an eleven year old. The Congressman thinks
you're eleven," said Lois.
"I know all that. So why is Cindy here? I don't need her," said Amanda.
"As I told you yesterday. In this scenario, Cindy is your older sister. At
least the Congressman thinks she is. Cindy works for the Congressman and knows
how to act around him. Just follow her cues and everything will go like we
discussed," said Lois.
"This outfit makes me look like a little kid, and whose idea was this dumb
bear," said Amanda.
"Amanda, you're supposed to be an innocent eleven year old girl who still
carries a teddy bear. That's what is going to make the Congressman's dick hard.
Now, let's have less attitude, nobody loves a Prima Donna, what do I always
say," said Lois.
"I know, Mommy, be more of an actress and less of a slut, I guess the slut
part just comes easier to the Blake women," said Amanda.
That's right sweetie, just stay focused, think of all the money we're making
and what you'll buy with your half. A smart girl always keeps the paycheck in
mind," said Lois.
"All right, Momma, I'm just a little nervous," said Amanda.
"Nothing wrong with that, all great actresses get a little stage fright
before a performance, just sit there like a lady and follow Cindy's lead," said
Lois ending the conversation.
"Gorgeous child, think she'll be okay," asked Hoover. I don't think I've ever
seen a more beautiful thirteen year old."
"Amanda making your cock hard?" said Lois. "I haven't met many guys who
didn't picture themselves between those skinny legs fucking away in that little
pink pussy."
"Hell, I'm only human," said Hoover. "Cindy's not exactly chop liver either."
"Cindy on her own is beautiful but Amanda is something special. That girl is
going to Hollywood and become a movie star," said Lois.
My God, the little slut looks like the poster child for the National
Association of Pedophiles thought Hoover. Cindy's absolutely gorgeous but Lois
is right. Amanda's has that something extra like Marilyn Monroe.
But all in all, it's the two of them dressed up in matching outfits with the
same hair and make-up. My God it's irresistible. Amanda's mom isn't bad either
and she keeps acting like she wants some cock. I wonder if there's a
mother-daughter plus Cindy four way in my future. I couldn't be that lucky. I'm
not even sure I could handle it.
Hoover had never considered himself as being into young girls but found
himself getting a hardon when the girls were taking different positions on the
bed in order to check out the camera angles. There was a lot of white panty
flashing and plenty of exposed leg. It made it hard to concentrate on getting
the lighting and the camera angles worked out.
"I see you're involved with your job," said Lois as she reached over and
placed her hand on Hoover's cock. Lois had decided to have some fun with Hoover.
But not too much fun, there was a lot of money ridding on the kiddie trap.
"Hey, I'm working here. I admit they're a turn on. However, I'm trying to
maintain my professional integrity," said Hoover picking up Lois's hand and
reluctantly returning it to her lap.
"Don't get in a huff. Hell, I sometimes look at Amanda and get hot. She's a
thirteen-year-old sex machine that was raised by her grandmother and me to love
pussy and cock equally. I taught her to eat my box when she was barely ten. She
knows how she affects people, the little tart, She's thirteen now but looks ten
or eleven," said Lois returning her hand to the tent in Hoover's trousers and
rubbing her fingers along the length of his cock.
"I thought you were an Amazon, a lesbian," said Hoover deciding to let Lois's
hand stay where it was. "Hell, I'm only human," repeated Hoover to himself.
"No, I'm a Pagan; but some Amazon's swing both ways. We're not all like Rhonda
who's never let a man between her legs. A little Guatemalan birdie told me you
have a sizeable instrument and I thought I might play it tonight."
"What did Maria Consuela tell you," asked Hoover?
"She said you had a big thick dick and knew how to use it. Anna Estelle also
recommended you," said Lois. "Both girls say you really worked their box."
"You women like to brag too much. Ever heard of fucking and not telling," said
Hoover.
"We girls are always ready to share big cock stories sort of like fisherman. I
was always a sucker for big cocks. My ex husband, Troy, had nine inches. He's
Amanda's father. I gather from Maria Consuela that yours is in that
neighborhood. It certainly feels like it," said Lois who continued to rub
Hoover's cock that was approaching its full length.
"So why did you and Troy split up if he had what you needed?" said Hoover.
"Troy's serving life without parole for the murder of a Massachusetts Highway
patrolman. Unluckily for Troy, two highway patrolmen stopped him and his partner
when they were bringing in a shipment of China White from Canada. Taillight
wasn't working. Troy was weak on details. Troy panicked and threw down on the
two officers. He dropped one but the other dropped him. Troy lived but the
patrolman didn't, neither did Troy's partner. The last time I saw Troy, he had
his hands on the butt of his prison wife, Julius. Julius is doing life for
cutting the throat of his gay lover."
"Sounds like a match made in heaven. So Julius is getting Troy's nine inches
and you got an itch in your empty hole. Does Amanda miss her daddy?"
"Amanda's like me. She misses the nine inches more. Troy busted her cherry
when she was nine. Amanda's been cock crazy ever since her Daddy showed her what
to do with one. It's hard to believe but that little girl could bury that big
cock of his all the way to his balls by the time she was ten. She's precocious."
Lois began to unzip Hoover's pants. Lois was fishing Hoover's cock out of his
slacks when an interruption occurred.
A cell phone rang and Hoover answered. All he said was "We're all set." Then
he disconnected the call.
"Harrington's on the way up, queue the girls. I'll let you have all the dick
you want as soon as we're done," said Hoover as he put his cock back in his
pants and zipped up.
"Promise," asked Lois.
"Yes," said Hoover.
"Amanda and Cindy will want some too," said Lois.
"God, I'm over forty, you know," said Hoover.
Lois enabled her microphone and spoke, "The Congressman has arrived. Now
Amanda, you play the part of a little girl and act a little shy. Don't come on
like an overeager slut who can't wait to get a cock in her. Remember, you're to
treat him like he's your daddy. Now show your Momma what a good little actress
you are."
Both girls waved at the camera to signify they were ready. They removed their
headsets and Cindy packed them up in her purse. As soon as there was the click
of the key card unlocking the door, Hoover started the video recorders. Cindy
stood up, took a deep breath and faced the door.
"Look Amanda, daddy's home," cried Cindy jumping with excitement and planting
a kiss on Mike's cheek.
Hoover was surprised at how absolutely whipped Mike Harrington looked. Candace
had called earlier and said that the debate at Salem High had gone very well
from her point of view. Hoover recalled his own first meeting with Candace
Williams. She probably told everyone that her meeting with Hoover had "gone
very well". Hoover recalled it took two days for him to stop shaking. Hoover
still remembered exactly how that spiked dildo felt in his ass. He could also
recall the incredible fuck she'd given him.
Time to get to work thought Hoover as he concentrated on the cameras, alert
for the first sign of trouble.
"Lordy, Lordy, let me look at you two," said Mike when he realized just what
he was facing.
Cindy and Amanda were standing together holding hands in front of Mike. Amanda
held her Teddy bear just like she was nine and needed it for security.
"Kid's a natural. Once the camera's roll, she gets right into it," whispered
Lois.
"You two twirl around," said Mike feeling a desperate need to see the back of
both young ladies.
"Does Daddy like his Amanda," asked Amanda once she had completed a quick spin
that revealed a brief glimpse of white.
"Daddy likes his Amanda very much," said Mike. "You're a little angel."
"Daddy's looks like he's had a hard day. Sit over on the there, Daddy, with
Amanda and I'll fix you a cocktail," said Cindy pointing toward a large stuffed
chair.
Things moved quickly. The camera showed Mike sitting in a stuffed chair with
Amanda in his lap. Cindy was bending over at the mini-bar looking for a nip of
vodka. Her panties were clearly visible when she took a small bottle off the
bottom shelf. Amanda was obviously a pro at this sort of thing. Her bottom was
sitting right where Mike's cock was located.
"Did Daddy have a really hard day?" asked Amanda in a little girl voice that
sounded perfect for an eleven year old.
"The hardest, sweetheart, I had to argue with a bad lady and she gave Daddy a
very difficult time. But I'm better now that I'm here with you and your sister,"
said Mike.
"I'm glad you're here where that mean old lady can't hurt my Daddy," said
Amanda planting a kiss on Mike's cheek, then another kiss on his lips. Amanda
let her lips linger an extra moment.
"Don't rush it, baby," whispered Lois in Hoover's ear.
"But that's all over now. Daddy missed his little girls," said Mike who was
slowly getting into his father/daughter incest fantasy.
"Vodka on the rocks," said Cindy handing Mike his drink. Mike took a swallow.
Cindy sat down on the chair arm and leaned in and gave Mike a kiss.
"Thanks Cindy, you said your little sister was pretty but pictures don't do
her justice. You're the prettiest thing I ever did see, Amanda," said Mike
placing his palm on the side of Amanda's face. "You're just so pretty Daddy is
getting excited just being here."
"Got him, he's thinking with his dick now," whispered Lois.
"Daddy needs a kiss for saying such sweet things. We love to kiss Daddy, don't
we, Amanda?" asked Cindy.
"Daddy's such a good kisser," said Amanda as she put her arms around Mike's
neck and gave him another kiss this time teasing her tongue across Mike's lips.
Hoover gave a passing thought as to what kind of mind set enabled a thirteen
year old girl to have the will and smarts to seduce a fifty year old wreck like
Mike Harrington. Most thirteen year olds would have been repulsed, even
disgusted, at the thought of sexual intercourse with the fat, sweaty, aged roue.
But both Cindy and Amanda proceeded like it was all in a day's work. Maybe they
were a throwback to the courtesans like Madame DuBarry or Nell Gwyn who used
their womanhood to get what they wanted out of Europe's royalty.
Scary thought Hoover. We men don't have a chance, especially with a superhuman
genius like Candace Williams leading them. And the worst part is that they get
off on the fucking more than we do. I bet that Amanda will enjoy the hell out of
Mike's old tired dick. She and Cindy will take all the fuck he has in him and
wish there were more. These women are fucking dangerous concluded Hoover.
"That tickled," said Mike. "Daddy likes to be kissed."
Cindy leaned over and gave Mike a tongue kiss that all but steamed up the
windows. When Cindy finished, Amanda spoke up.
"I can kiss like a big girl. Let me show you Daddy," said Amanda as she placed
her small lips against Mike's and French kissed him. You could see Amanda's
tongue working between Mike's lips.
Hoover felt his cock harden as he watched. Lois was right about Amanda. She
had that certain something that went beyond her natural beauty, call it sex
appeal, libido drive, whatever, that made men, and women for that matter, want
to do one thing. Get that little girl naked and screw her.
Mike slipped his hand under Amanda's skirt and cupped her panty-clad bottom.
The camera picked up Mike moving his hand so his fingers were between Amanda's
legs resting on her slit.
"Oooohhhhhh, that feels good, Daddy. I like it when you touch me there," cooed
Amanda as she wigged her bottom against Mike's probing fingers. Mike's other
hand found Cindy's crotch. He tickled both their slits with his fingers causing
both girls to giggle.
Cindy leaned over and gave Mike another very wet kiss on the mouth then moved
her own mouth to his ears and slowly licked around his entire ear surface then
poked the tip of her tongue inside his ear canal.
"I want my Daddy to have a good time this afternoon, so does Amanda. Just tell
us Daddy what'll make you happy?" said Cindy who reached between Mike's legs and
rubbed his cock.
"Let's just sit here a minute and enjoy ourselves, then we can go in the
bedroom and get comfortable," breathed Mike.
Hoover noticed that one of Cindy's hands was between her own legs stroking her
pussy.
I've seen and known my shares of needful whores in my day but these women are
off the charts thought Hoover.
Hoover's cock was hard as a rock. In spite of his little speech about
professionalism, Lois had returned to rubbing his cock through his trousers.
Hoover decided to let it pass. Actually there wasn't much for Hoover to do other
than watch. If anything went wrong and the girls were endangered, his
nine-millimeter Glock was in his shoulder holster. He had a key to their suite.
However, everything was proceeding as planned.
"I'm going to suck you off while you watch the monitors. I've got to have some
of that cream. Plus it'll get you ready for a nice long fuck afterwards," said
Lois sliding between Hoover's legs. Lois unzipped his trousers and removed his
cock from his boxer shorts.
"Bigger than Troy's, wait until Amanda sees this," said Lois as she swirled
her tongue around the head.
"I'm going to cum quick," said Hoover feeling the pressure build. He heard the
sound of another zipper and could only conclude that Lois intended to jerk off
while she sucked him off.
"Good, I'll blow you twice and then we can fuck forever," said Lois. "You
wouldn't believe how wet you got me. Want a taste?" asked Lois as she reached
her fingers up for Hoover to lick.
Hoover tried to keep at least some focus on the screens as he worked his
tongue over Lois's wet fingers.
God how I love the taste of a wet twat thought Hoover.
"I like it when Daddy touches me there, it makes my little cunny wet," said
Amanda. Mike had pulled up Amanda's skirt, pushed aside the crotch of her panty,
and was running his fingers up and down Amanda's slit. He didn't seem interested
in a long preliminary.
"Amanda and I are wearing the same panties," said Cindy pulling up her skirt
to show Mike that she and Amanda were both wearing a white cotton thong. The
words 'Eye Candy' were stitched right across the crotch in pink thread and there
were several little pink hearts.
Hoover took a good look at the little pink panties and promptly released a
full load of semen into Lois's mouth. The arrival of warm cum in Lois's mouth
was a signal for Lois to grab her own crotch and initiate her own climax.
"No one would believe my working conditions," thought Hoover recalling how
for the last several weeks, he and Maria Consuela had been fucking like dogs in
heat. Last week, Maria Consuela had brought along another girl, Anna Estelle,
and they had done a three way. Getting my brains fucked out and making good
money doing it was how Hoover characterized it. I'm not sure there's a better
job in America.
Lois began to work on his cock again. She was licking his balls as she rubbed
a fingertip across his asshole.
Cindy and Amanda were helping Mike to his feet. He seemed unsteady when he
stood up. The girls put their arms around him and the three walked into the
bedroom. Hoover stopped the recording of the living room and switched the feed
to the bedroom. All the video frames were being written to the hard drive of the
PC's sitting on the end of the table. Cindy was hanging Mike's suit coat on a
hanger. Mike was sitting on the bed. Amanda was bent over with her butt pointed
at Mike's face untying his shoes. Mike reached down and patted her behind. Cindy
came over to unfasten Mike's tie. Next she removed his cuff links. After that,
Cindy unbuttoned his shirt as Amanda removed one shoe then another.
"I love helping my Daddy undress," said Amanda as she pulled Mike's socks off
looking very proud of herself. Hoover was surprised at how the girls carefully
undressed Mike then neatly folded his clothes and placed them on a wooden valet
in the corner of the room. Finally, Cindy unbuckled his belt, unhooked his pant
waist, and then unzipped his fly. Each girl grabbed a trouser leg and they
pulled Mike's pants off. Again, Cindy carefully placed his trousers over a
wooden hanger arranging the material so the crease was maintained.
"I want to see Daddy's penis," squealed Amanda who jumped up on the bed and
attempted to pull Mike's boxer shorts down.
"There's not a bigger slut in New England than my Amanda," said Lois taking
her mouth off Hoover's cock in order to make that comment. Hoover wanted to say,
"Her mother's not exactly Queen Victoria," but thought better of it. Lois was a
more than competent cocksucker. Handling Troy's nine inches had certainly
prepared her to deal with Hoover's ten inches. Lois could deep throat him to
where her nose was buried in his pubic hair and her tongue was licking his
balls. A buddy of Hoover's had once declared, "Lesbians give the best blow jobs,
they're oral fixated." Hoover was inclined to agree. On the other hand, he knew
that Candace Williams was actually the best. But then again, Candace seemed to
be a species all her own.
Although Hoover considered himself a careful observer and a student of human
nature, he couldn't begin to solve the mystery of Candace Williams.
Candace can out fuck, out fight, and out smart any member of the human race,
plus she's very beautiful. She has my complete loyalty. Others around her are
just as loyal. Personally, I would die for her and I don't know why. I know all
this to be true and I have no idea what its all about, its just one big fucking
mystery was how Hoover summed it up.
Cindy and Amanda were tugging Mike's boxers off. As soon as Mike's cock was
free, Amanda made a grab for it.
"I love to feel Daddy's big penis," said Amanda as she fondled Mike's cock
with one hand.
"Oh, that feels good, keep playing with Daddy's penis," moaned Mike from the
bed.
"Let's get naked like Daddy," said Cindy. The girls quickly stripped down to
their panties. Cindy wrapped her arms around Amanda and the two of them kissed.
Then Amanda started to suck on Cindy's nipples.
"I want to see you two kiss each other's pussies," said Mike who had propped
himself up on one arm to watch the two girls. Cindy and Amanda lay down in the
sixty-nine position right beside Mike and began to eat each other. Amanda was on
top. Mike began to slowly rub Amanda's butt.
"Please, put your finger in me, Daddy," pleaded Amanda.
Mike obliged her by slipping his index finger slowly into the opening of
Amanda's pussy. Mike then raised himself up, used his other hand to part
Amanda's butt cheeks. Mike leaned down and licked between Amanda's butt crack.
"Oh, Daddy's kissing my bottom. That feels so good."
"Shit, here comes another load," said Hoover as he released once again in
Lois's mouth.
"That makes two, I'm expecting a long hard fuck," said Lois.
"Don't worry, you'll get it."
"Scoot down a little bit, so I can work on your asshole. You don't mind a rim
job do you?" said Lois.
Hoover returned his attention to the monitors. He zoomed a camera to catch
Mike's face licking the crack of Amanda's butt. He zoomed in further for a
close-up of Mike's tongue slowly tracing a path of saliva along both globes of
Amanda's ass.
"Would be a hell of a porn flick if Mike wasn't old and fat," thought Hoover.
Lois's tongue was slowly teasing his brown hole.
"Kiss my bottom Daddy, it feels so good," cooed Amanda as she reached back to
pull her butt cheeks apart so Mike could get his tongue on her butt hole.
"Daddy's little girl has the sweetest little hole," said Mike. It was obvious
that Mike was really getting aroused. His penis was erect enough to be visible
below the lowest ring of fat around his middle.
"Amanda's not bothered by the fact that Congressman Mike's a fat pig,"
whispered Hoover to Lois.
"Amanda's fucked worse. She once did a four hundred pound lawyer and his three
hundred pound wife. I thought they'd smother her to death in a sea of fat,"
replied Lois taking her mouth off Hoover's anal ring to reply.
"Why'd she do that?"
"The wife paid us $4000. It was a birthday present for her husband."
Cindy and Amanda had gotten Mike into the table position. Cindy was on her
back with her head between Mike's legs slowly sucking his cock. Amanda was
holding Mike's huge butt cheeks apart. Her hands looked tiny compared to the
huge dimpled globes of Mike's rear. Amanda was licking his asshole, probing it
with her tongue.
"I got to have some of my little girl's pussy before I cum," said Mike raising
his face out of the pillow. Mike rolled over on his back. Cindy helped Amanda
slip Mike's cock inside her pussy. Once Mike's cock was inside Amanda, Cindy
concentrated on sucking Amanda's puffy little nipples.
"Oh Daddy, it's so big," said Amanda as she started to gently rock back and
forth causing Mike's cock to penetrate her. Amanda would move to where only tip
of his cock was in her hole, and then she would push forward until it was buried
as deep as it would go. Hoover focused a camera on Amanda's face. He was
surprised at the look of pleasure and concentration.
"She certainly enjoys her work but she keeps her act together," said Hoover.
"That's my little Amanda, the ultimate thirteen year old cock lover," replied
Lois. Lois was working a finger in Hoover's ass as she returned to sucking his
cock. "God, I'm crazy about big dicks." Lois was pressing Hoover's hard cock
against the side of her cheek.
"Oh, I felt Daddy put his stuff in me, let's do it again," said Amanda as she
felt Mike climax in her pussy.
"Daddy's got to rest a minute," said Mike. It had been a long day. If Amanda
hadn't been the hottest little piece of young girl ass Mike had screwed in a
long time, he would have just rolled over and gone to sleep. But Mike decided he
was up for one more fuck. "Let me cuddle up with my sweet little daughters for a
few minutes, then Daddy will put his penis in your pussy one more time," said
Mike. Amanda and Cindy lay on each side of Mike. He put his arms around them and
hugged them to his chest.
Cindy gently rubbed Mike's large belly as Amanda returned to kissing Mike's
lips. Hoover watched as Cindy and Amanda attempted to get Mike hard again. The
two girls went to work on his cock and balls. Amanda could get a surprising
length of Mike's cock in her small mouth.
Lois had certainly achieved making him hard for the third time. Lois stood up
and took her jeans and panties off.
"I have to keep watching the screen," said Hoover.
"I know that. Just scoot down to the edge of the chair. I'll get under the
table on all fours and you can fuck me dog style," said Lois as she climbed back
under the table. Hoover moved forward to where he was on the very front edge of
the chair.
"You must want it bad," said Hoover.
"Hey, I'm a whore, what do you expect, when whores see a big cock like yours,
they always have to get it in their twats."
Lois backed her rear up to Hoover, reached between her legs then slowly
slipped it in her hole.
"Oh fuck, that fills me up," said Lois. "That's touching me places I haven't
been touched in years."
"Feels good to me too," said Hoover.
"You keep watching the monitors, let me do the work," said Lois as she slowly
began to move back and forth driving Hoover's cock into her cunt. Hoover saw on
the monitor that Cindy was shoving a pillow under the Congressman's butt to
elevate it. That would allow the girls better access to his cock, balls and
asshole. Cindy produced a plastic bottle of AstroGlide from somewhere, squirted
it on her fingers then pushed an index finger in Mike's ass. Mike moaned as
Cindy went in as far as it would go.
"Does Daddy want to eat his little girl's pussy?" asked Amanda as she climbed
on top of Mike. Mike mumbled something and Amanda repositioned herself to where
her little cunt was directly over Mike's mouth. Hoover watched as Mike's tongue
parted Amanda's labia.
"Mike's eating his own cream pie," said Hoover.
"Don't get jealous. I'll let you eat your cream pie in a minute," said Lois
concentrating on the pleasure that Hoover's cock was proving her vagina. Lois
was stroking her clitoris as she rocked back and forth on Hoover's ten inches.
"Fuck yes, It's just as good as Maria Consuela said it was," intoned Lois.
Cindy was finger fucking Mike's ass and sucking his balls and stroking his
cock in a well-coordinated ballet of sexual stimulation. Mike's cock was coming
alive again. Cindy reached over the edge of the bed and pulled an anal probe
from under the mattress. It was about a foot long with a large rubber ball on
the end. Cindy forced the rubber ball inside Mike's sphincter. Hoover could hear
Mike let out a long breath as Cindy deliberately pushed the probe up Mike's
rectum until the latex handle reached his asshole. Cindy started a routine of
drawing the probe back out until the ball was pushing out Mike's sphincter then
pushing it back until it was as far as it would go. Cindy maintained this
routine as she sucked and licked Mike's cock.
"Give Daddy a little squirt of your wee wee," whispered Mike to Amanda.
"Open wide, Daddy," said Amanda.
Hoover zoomed in to catch Mike's open mouth capturing a stream of yellow piss
that sprayed from Amanda's piss hole. Hoover also managed to capture Mike's
throat action as he swallowed.
"Amanda's giving the Congressman a squirt," said Mike.
"She likes golden showers, sometimes she and I piss all over each other when
we eat pussy."
"Give me a wee wee kiss, Daddy," said Amanda as she bent over and tongue
kissed Mike.
"If Amanda's got limits, I sure like to know what they are," said an impressed
Mike wondering how many thirteen year old girls were willing to kiss a mouth
they just pissed into.
Cindy had removed the anal probe. She had acquired a string of soft red rubber
balls and was liberally coating each one with AstroGlide then pushing it inside
the Congressman's butt hole. When Cindy was done, there were eight of the
four-inch rubber balls inside Mike's rectum. Only the black cord was visible,
hanging out Mike's butt hole.
"I feel like a big shit in my butt. I'm going to get on top and fuck my little
girl's pussy," said Mike as she rolled over on Amanda. Mike was dripping sweat.
Cindy elevated Amanda's bottom with a pillow then helped Mike to slip his cock
inside her. The Congressman's girth required the girls to be flexible. Once his
cock was in Amanda's cunt, the Congressman did a reasonable job of pumping away.
Amanda legs clinched the sides of Mike's waist. She pumped upward to meet Mike's
downward stroke.
"I'm going to blow," said a hot sweaty Mike Harrington who was breathing hard.
"I think they could fuck him to death," said Hoover.
Cindy predicted he would go sound asleep after this," said Lois maintaining
her slow pulsing fuck of Hoover's cock.
Hoover watched as Cindy pulled the balls out of Mike's ass. One by one each
ball emerged. You could tell the corded anal balls were prolonging Mike's
orgasm. When his climax was over, he was barely able to fall to the side. Amanda
scampered from underneath Mike. Mike rolled over on his back and closed his
eyes. The two girls snuggled up close on each side of him and pretended to go to
sleep.
Cindy waited for Mike's breathing to turn into a snore before she untangled
herself from his arm and sat up. She slowly got up off the bed. Amanda copied
Cindy and soon both girls were standing beside the bed putting their clothes
back on. Cindy picked up the AstroGlide, anal probe, and corded anal balls. Both
girls walked quietly out of the room.
"They're coming back, the Congressman has been caught on computer fucking a
minor, his ass is finished," said Hoover.
"Good, I'll let them in. They can watch while you fuck me," said Lois climbing
out from under the table. Lois went to the door and opened it a crack. Cindy and
Amanda pushed it open and enter the suite.
"I need to be fucked, I'm so damn horny," announced Amanda as she entered the
room.
"Me too, God look at Hoover's schlong, Maria Consuela said it was a dangerous
weapon," said Cindy reaching toward Hoover's still hard cock as he entered the
room behind Lois.
"I get to go first, you girls eat each other while I fuck Hoover," said Lois
leading everyone toward the bedroom.
"He's bigger than Daddy," said Amanda getting a determined look in her eye.
"I need a real fuck," said Cindy.
During the next ninety minutes, Hoover surprised himself by managing to dump a
load into the twats of all three women. He was just climbing off Cindy when he
saw Candace entering the suite. Candace looked at the three women and Hoover and
smiled. Hoover hurried over to report to Candace.
"We got everything captured in digital video," said Hoover realizing he was
standing there naked talking to a fully dressed Candace.
"Just print off a half dozen revealing frames," said Candace reaching down to
take Hoover's limp cock in her hand. "Looks like you got nothing left for me."
"I was raped," said Hoover ruefully. "Those women are animals."
"Come get in bed with us," said Cindy as she entered he room and kissed
Candace.
"We can have an orgy," said Amanda as she hopped in Candace's lap and kissed
her.
"All right, but first I have to go next door and see Congressman Mike on
business. You girls play with Hoover until I get back."
Hoover used the PC's video editing software to locate some very clear frames
of Mike and Amanda. When Candace approved, he selected 'Print' and the HP color
printer attached to the computer slowly created a letter size color image. While
Candace and Hoover were working, a naked little Amanda sat in Candace's lap.
"Will you let me eat your pussy, Candace," asked Amanda.
"Yes, as soon as I get back from next door," responded Candace.
In a matter of minutes, Candace was using the plastic key card to open the
door of Suite 1224. Candace walked quickly into the bedroom and pulled up a
chair beside the nude sleeping body of Congressman Harrington. The Congressman
had rolled over on his back and was snoring loudly.
Candace took a moment to take a final look at the pages in the folder then
reached over and pinched the Congressman's nostril's shut. He came awake with a
loud yell.
"What the fuck! You girls leave me alone. Daddy needs a nap."
"Wake up, Congressman," said Candace.
"What the hell you doing here?" Mike was awake enough to realize he was
talking to a fully clothed Candace Williams. He reached down to pull the cover
over his naked body. Candace put her hand on the cover and stopped him.
"Let's just stay as we are," said Candace.
"Get the fuck away from me. Where are Amanda and Cindy? What have you done
with them?"
"They're relaxing nearby. Now quiet down, I have something to discuss with
you."
"I don't want to talk to you. Get the hell out of my room," yelled Mike.
Candace reached over and slapped Mike across the face. His head snapped to the
side from the force of the blow and a trickle of blood appeared out of a
nostril.
"Be quiet or I'll be forced to tie you up and gag you," said Candace.
"You bitch, you hit me, and I'm bleeding," said Mike one hand holding his
bruised cheek.
"Either shut up or I'll go to work on these," said Candace taking Mike's balls
in one hand and twisting them.
"Ouch, that hurts. Let go, I'll be quiet. Just don't hit me anymore." The
Congressman feeling a steel grip surround his nuts immediately decided to
cooperate.
"Now that I have your attention, take a look at these," said Candace handing
Mike the manila folder of screen captures.
"Jesus, how did you get these?" said Mike trying to think if there was any way
humanly possible he could get out of this.
"That's not important. What is important is that I have digital video images
of you having sex with a nineteen-year-old intern that works in your office
along with her eleven year old cousin. Sex with anyone under fourteen is a
serious felony offence in Massachusetts carrying a mandatory sentence of fifteen
to life with no parole. Even fifteen years at your age is a life sentence."
"You entrapped me, this is a setup," said Mike starting to cry.
"Yes, I did. Now quit blubbering. It would take months for you to prove
entrapment if you could. By that time, your life would be in ruins. Pedophilia
seems to turn most people's stomach even if it was entrapment."
"What do you want?" asked Mike defeated.
"Tomorrow, you announce you are withdrawing from the race for health reasons.
We'll appear together, all hugs and smiles. I've reserved a room at the
Hawthorne Hotel in Salem. You'll strongly endorse me. I'll praise you for your
long service to the Commonwealth. I have a speech for you to read. After that,
you can leave for Boca Raton or wherever. You've got plenty of money, $19million
should keep you and Nora happy," said Candace.
"Shit, I didn't even know that. $19million you say. I guess that's enough to
last me," said Mike.
" I intended to beat you fair and square. Then I found out you planned to have
the Election Commission manufacture enough votes for a victory. Are we in
agreement?"
"What fucking choice do I have?"
"None, unless you want to become a pariah. I doubt even the Election
Commission would stand by you after these pictures were made public."
"I got to hand it to you. You really screwed me out of my seat," said Mike
deciding it was over and he might as well accept it. "I'm getting kind of tired
of Congress, anyway. It ain't the fun it used to be."
"Good, then we're agreed."
"Yes, I'll be there. When do I get the video back?"
"You want it to jerk off to or would you prefer it be destroyed?"
"I just need the originals," said Mike.
"After my election, you can have it. I'll see you tomorrow at 1:00PM at the
Hawthorne Hotel. I'll notify the press that there will be a major announcement."
"I'll be there," said Mike.
"Good, then I'll leave you to get dressed," said Candace as she got up to
leave.
"If I'd won, I as going to offer you a job on my staff."
"That would have been a smart thing to do. However, you didn't win. I suggest
you dress, go home and get some sleep. Your limo is still waiting downstairs."
Candace said over her shoulder as she walked out of the room.
"Dumb fuck doesn't realize there's no suck thing as 'originals' in digital
video, said Hoover as Candace re-entered Suite 1222. Hoover was back on the bed
with the three women. Amanda was on top of Hoover slowly lowering and raising
herself on Hoover's enormous dick. Cindy and Lois were busy eating each other's
pussy.
"Look at me Candace, This is fun, it's bigger than my daddy's'," said Amanda.
"Have you ever fucked Hoover, Candace?"
"Once but under different circumstances," said Candace.
"What do you want me to do with the video?" asked Hoover.
"Get rid of it after the election, it's not something we want to keep around
for ever. I feel like a hot sweaty group grope to celebrate," said Candace as
she removed her suit coat and started unbuttoning her blouse.
