Chapter 9
"The party was such a drag, Mr. Brand, I just thought I'd wander over here and see what you were doing!"
The little bitch, Jim thought, running around in a bikini like that. Jesus, it's obscene! I can see her pussy hair and her nipples right through the net! It's as if she were offering it to me. Shit, she probably is. Maybe the Senator is on to me and trying to trick me into fucking his young daughter.
"Your wife is having such a good time, Mr. Brand. Why didn't you come to the party?"
My God, she's rubbing the nipples of her tits through the net! Christ, would I like to get my lips around those. They must be a fucking inch long!
"I-I had some work that had to be done." His voice came out squeaky.
"That's too bad, Jim," Brenda cooed. "Can I call you Jim?"
"Yeah ... I guess so."
"Our parties are usually fun. The one tonight is kind of a drag, though. But I'll bet you could liven it up!"
Bitch, whore, cunt, young bitch! Jim thought as she lay down on the sofa. His body was soaked in . sweat now from the thought of this voluptuous young whore squirming in helpless surrender under his hardened, oversized prick. His cock throbbed achingly in his trousers. He had to fuck her, on his terms, right this second.
"What kind of fun did you have in mind, Brenda?"
"There's only one kind of fun, Jim."
"You like to tease, don't you, you little bitch?"
Brenda came off the sofa and, before he knew it, she was in his arms, pressing her near-naked body to his. "I never tease, Daddy," she growled, and ground her lips to his as her fingers went to work on his clothes.
She pulled his cock from his pants and worked her hands over it hungrily.
"You're a little whore!" he gasped.
"So what? Don't be a hypocrite, Jim. You're so hot for my young pussy, you're about to burst."
Warning bells were going off in his brain, but he found it harder and harder to pay attention to them as she fisted his dick.
"You're just a kid," he gasped.
"Only in years," Brenda smiled. "In experience, I'm a woman."
He gave up.
"Bitch,' he growled, and rammed the head of his cock through her hand and through the net of her bikini to strike the soft mat of her pubic fur.
"That's more like it, Jim. Now tell me what you want!"
"What?" he gasped, his hands caressing her billowing tits.
"Tell me!" she moaned. "I want you."
"No," she said, a tone of command coming into her voice. "Tell me what you want! Tell me what you want to do to me!"
"I ... I want...." he stammered, his mind mesmerized by the fullness, the softness, the perfection of her body. "I want to suck your pussy. I want to slip my tongue inside it and suck the sweet juices from it. I want to fuck you everywhere ... between your tits, in your ass, in your cunt. I want to suck your tits. I want to do everything to you!"
She smiled as she kissed him and fisted his cock again, feeling the meat fairly leap in her hand.
Together they sank to the sofa, her hand instinctively closing tighter around the rigid shaft of his cock. Back and forth went her hand on his prick, sending even greater chills of excitement through him. He kneaded her ample tits furiously and sucked first one nipple and then the other deep into his mouth.
He ran his fingers up and down the slit of her cunt, soaking his whole hand with her hot juices. Then, without warning, he slipped a finger inside her, shoving it clear up to the last knuckle and grinding it within her.
Brenda lifted her hips and molded her clitoris against the heel of his hand and urged him to put a second, even a third finger up her pulsating pussy.
"All of it!" she cried. "All of it! Rip the fucking net away, and rape my cunt with your whole fist!"
"Whore, whore, whore," Jim chanted as he tore at the flimsy bikini.
"Yes, yes,"-she hissed, her eyes two burning coals of lust. "And my mother's a whore and my father's a fucker ... and you're just like us, Jim Brand, just like us!"
"Shut up, cunt!"
"No, you shut up! Shut up and fuck me, Jim Brand!"
Her hands sought and found the insides of her thighs. She raised and bent her legs until the walls of her cunt spread wide, sucking and pulling his fingers until they formed a fist buried to the wrist deeply inside her dripping cunt.
Furiously, her hips bucked upward, splitting her spread pussy with his thrusting fist, until, with a great sigh and a final wrench of her body, she came.
Great streams of pussy juice flowed across his hand, over the insides of her thighs the parted crack of her ass.
"That's a start, just a start!" the young girl shrieked. "NOW SUCK ME, YOU BASTARD! EAT MY CUNT!"
Like a mindless zombie, Jim slid down her body until his nostrils were filled with the heady aroma of hot pussy.
Brenda spread her thighs and pushed her cunt forward at the same time. Jim took a deep breath and turned his face full into the wet pussy.
"Oh, Jesus, sweet pussy," he groaned. "Sweet, sweet pussy!"
Choking with lust, Brenda rose to her knees so she could squirm the top of her cuntal slit over his nose. She used the nose like the rubbery tip of a cock, grinding it around and around the smooth skin and over the throbbing, hardening knob of her erect clit.
Jim could feel the seeping juices start to flow between the opened lips of her cunt. He moved forward a little so the angle of her cunt was right over his face. She held his head tightly by the hair and ears and gently soaked his entire face with the hot secretions from her pussy.
Brenda looked down. Jim's face glistened already. It radiated with a sheen from her juice. His eyes were closed and the mouth had sagged open. It was as if he were hypnotized.
She gently ran the soaked lips of her pussy across his lips, letting her juices seep into his mouth.
"Taste my cunt, Jim. Take the juice of my cunt into your mouth and swallow. Suck with your lips, your cheeks, your mouth, and take me down your throat!"
Jim's lips started a slurping, sucking action that pushed them into the velvet folds of her cunt and over the knob of her clit. He could feel another come building almost at once as his sucking mouth and lips worked back and forth, in and out, of her excited hole.
She reached around his head until her hands met and her fingers entwined behind his neck. When her hold was strong and secure, she spread her thighs wider apart and pulled with all her strength.
She moaned, letting her mind float away from her body to absorb all of this pleasure. The moan quickly turned into a hissing sigh of joy as Jim's lips found their way to her already hotly stimulated cuntlips.
"Your tongue! Give me your fucking tongue!" she cried.
With a loud grunt, Jim poured his tongue into her seething, juice-seeping hole and began to steadily suck and slurp the girl's excited pussy.
Her throbbing, bouncing ass cheeks began to flail crazily back and forth, driving the warmth of her cunt around and over his plunging tongue.
It would be soon, he knew, as she rocked back and forth from her heels to her toes, lowering and raising her cunt over the joyful hardness of the cock-like tongue that fed on her lust.
"I'M COMING!" she suddenly screamed. Quickly, she rolled from his face onto her back. "Fuck me! NOW! MAKE ME COME WITH YOUR COCK!"
He flipped between her thighs and rabbit-punched his cock at the syrupy lips of her undulating cunt until his cock hit her hole. He split her pussy like a bowl of hot butter and screamed when his cock hair met her pubic mat.
"I'm good, aren't I?" she panted.
"Yes, YES, YOU BITCH!" Jim cried, pumping his meat with a fury into her clasping young pussy.
"Is she as good as I am, Jim?"
Jim Brand looked up to see the smiling face of his naked wife. And behind her, ten naked bodies stood. As a group they all started applauding.
But Jim couldn't stop fucking. It was as if Brenda's pussy were a vise around his prick, pulling, milking, draining him.
Senator Kelson stepped forward. "Fuck away, my boy," he said. "And when you're finished, I'll tell you about your new way of life."
Jim Brand sat by the side of his pool, and watched his beautiful wife swim back and forth. Her nude body gleamed from the sun knifing through the water around her.
He could hear the sound of laughter and an occasional splash from the Kelson's, next door. The party had already started. He would join them soon-right after the business at hand was taken care of.
He turned in his chair to stare at the well-dressed, beautiful woman sitting across the table from him.
Her name was Lydia White, and she was opposing Kelson in the Governor's race. Jim smiled, but Lydia looked shaken. The reason was the report she held in her hand. It had taken Jim five hard months of work to amass that report, but it would be worth it. Being the press secretary for the next Governor would be a lot better than being an investigative reporter for a single newspaper.
Lydia White looked up and started to speak to him with trembling lips. She was a striking woman, with huge tits that no amount of tailored jacket could hide.
"What do you want for this?"
"Not much," Jim said. "Just your cooperation."
"What kind of cooperation?"
"Two things. First, we would appreciate it if you campaigned a little less ... just enough to lose."
She nodded in agreement. There was nothing else she could do. "And the second thing?"
"The second thing, Lydia, is ... slide off your chair, get on your knees, and suck my cock!" i She jumped to her feet, her fists balled, her eyes flashing. "I won't, and you...."
Her eyes fell on Jim's naked, erect cock. He had slipped his swim trunks down to his ankles and was now waving his meat at her.
"I think you will, Lydia."
Dumbly, the woman slid to her knees and slipped her ruby-red lips over the head of Jim Brand's cock. She started sucking, her head bobbing up and down in time with his hips as he pushed his meat into her face.
"Good, Lydia, that's good," he moaned. "All my informants said that you give great head. They were right."
The ex-candidate for Governor warmed to her task as Brand's cock started seeping pre-cum into her throat. Without urging, she jammed her head down until she had taken all of his cock and her nose was buried in his pubic hair.
She felt soft, feminine hands lift her skirt over her hips. Her panties and pantyhose were pulled down. Those same soft hands spread her knees and then she felt the tongue part her cuntlips from behind. She knew that Nora Brand was eating her pussy while she sucked her husband's cock.
Over the two women, Jim saw the door in the hedge open and Senator Kelson's smiling face pop through.
"Everything's just fine," Jim called out. "We'll be over in a few minutes ... Governor!"