The Summer of 16

Short Story

I had just finished playing my first game of the new baseball season. I was 16 years and 3 weeks old to the day. I played second base on my AAA team. We won the game and I went ¾ with a double and a triple. Each inning as I ran back to the dugout from second I kept catching this cute girl checking me out.

After the game the coach was giving us the usual post-game pep talk. I had pretty much tuned him out because this girl was now behind our dugout looking at me. When the coach was done I collected my gear and approached the girl.

“Nice game.” she said.

“Thank you.”

I couldn’t think of what to say or do next.

“You can really hit the ball.”

“Thanks.”

We stood there looking at each other for a few moments.

“I haven’t seen you before.  Are you from around here?” I asked.

“We just moved here.  My Dad’s in the Marines and we move lots.”

“That must be tough.”

“I get by.  We’ve been here three days and you’re the first person I’ve talked to.”

I felt a warm glow erupt inside me.  I was her first contact in a foreign land.  This MUST mean something.  Now I had some composure and I felt confident.

“My name’s Rick.”

“Hi.  I’m Shelley.”

“You wanna get a slurpee, Shelley?  My treat.” I asked.

She smiled.  Damn!  What a smile.

“Sure.  I’d like that.”

It was about a 5 block walk to 7-11.  Along the way I would occasionally slip a step or two behind her – totally by accident of course.  I couldn’t believe my eyes.  She was about 5’3” (I was 5’10”) and shoulder length brunette hair.  She was wearing a white halter top and a pair of pretty tight shorts (not quite Daisy Dukes, but pretty damn tight).  
Her ass filled them perfectly; it was like 2 perfect half moons that wiggled just right as she walked.

When we arrived at our destination I, being the ever-perfect gentleman, moved ahead and opened the door.  As she passed I got the full view of the rest of her body.  I was NOT disappointed.  Her breasts were shaped just right – not huge, but big enough compared to the rest of her that they really stood out.  As she passed her eyes connected with mine and light up with a sparkle that I can’t even BEGIN to describe.  I felt my knees giving way, but was able to remain standing.  I’m very glad I was wearing my jock-strap because my hard-on would have been obvious to the WHOLE WORLD in my tight baseball pants.

I bought us a pair of coke slurpees and we went to the benches in the nearby park.  We sat and talked for what seemed like eternity; talking about everything that came to mind.  It turned out her Dad was actually in special ops in the Marines and he bounced from base to base.  I also learned that she only lived about a block and a half away from me.

I glanced at my watch and realized we had been sitting there for almost two hours.  Shelley said she needed to be getting back home so we made plans to meet at the benches again tomorrow afternoon and I walked her home.  When we got to her place I didn’t know what to do.

‘Should I kiss her or not?’ I asked myself.  I weighed the options and then decided the best thing to do was to ask her.

“I can’t tell you how much fun I had meeting you and talking, Shelley.”

“I had fun too, Rick”

“Would you mind if I gave you a kiss?”

Shelley looked at her door and back at me a few times.

“I don’t think you should.  If my Dad saw I don’t even want to THINK about what he might do.”

“Oh yeah.  He’s trained to KILL people, right?”  And with that I offered her a handshake.

Shelley giggled and gave me a very quick peck on the cheek

“See you tomorrow, Rick.”

“Okay.”

I floated home and when I got there my cock was STILL rock hard so I went up to my room, took off my uniform, got out my supply of magazines (I started collecting porn magazines when I was 13) and jerked myself off in about 5 seconds.  That night I had great difficulty sleeping and the following morning seemed as if in took 2 years to pass. Finally 2:00 came and I went to meet Shelley.

We met at the benches by 7-11 and she was there wearing a similar outfit as the previous day.  Damn I love summer!  Again we talked for hours and when it came time I walked her home.

Just as we were walking up her front walk around the corner of her house came her Dad.  I nearly shit myself. He was about 6’6", 250 and HUGE. He had a crew cut and LOOKED like special ops.  Rambo was nothing compared to this guy.

“Dad, this is Rick.  I met him yesterday and we spent hours talking the last few days.”

I felt like adding “JUST TALKING, SIR”, but felt it best to remain mute.

He extended his hand to me.

“I’m very glad that Shelley has met someone.  I think it’s tough for her moving from place to place and I’m always happy when she makes friends in the new city.”

“I saw him play baseball yesterday; Dad and you should have seen him.  
He plays second base and he was the best player out there.  He got 2 big hits.”

“I’m impressed.  I played second when I was young, too.  Your stock just went up a point or two, Rick.  You’re okay.”

Finally I began to breathe again and he went into the backyard.  We sat on the barco lounger and after a few minutes Shelley gave me a big kiss on my mouth. This was my first kiss ever but still I pulled back in fear.

“Wait!  Your Dad.  He’ll kill me.”

“It’s fine. He said you’re okay.  Okay with him is good.”

We sat and talked for about an hour.  We had 3 more kisses and every time I was careful to be sure no one saw us.  Shelley said it was okay, but I was taking NO chances.  Shelley kissed well.  As I left, we made plans to go to a movie then following night.

I picked her up at 6:30 and we went to see the new James Bond flick, ‘Octopussy’.  Throughout the movie we held hands and Shelley snuggled into my chest. When the movie ended Shelley looked up at me and we kissed as the credits rolled.  People were exiting the theatre and as they walked down the aisle I’m sure they were looking at us but we didn’t care.  These kissed were very different that the ones we had shared in her back yard.  I wasn’t worried about being killed.  We were kissing passionately.  Our tongues were involved today.  This was right.  Unfortunately the credits eventually ended and so did our kiss.

“Whatcha want to do now?’ asked Shelley.

“What do I WANT to do or what do I HAVE to do?”

Shelley smiled.  “Let’s hear the want first.”

“I WANT the credits to start again.” I said laughing with a sly grin.

“Now let’s hear the HAVE to.”

“My parents went out for the night and they made me promise to be home my 10:00 and it’s already 9:35.  I’d love to go sit on the bench and talk for a while but it’d be almost 10 by the time we got there.”

We were outside the theatre and walking toward the bus stop, holding hands and gazing into each others eyes from time to time.  We got to the bus stop and sat down to wait.  Shelley looked into my eyes and we stared at each other.  Eventually she spoke.

“I don’t have to be home until 11.  Could I come over?”

I’d thought of this option but didn’t want to ask for fear that it might scare Shelley.

“I’d love it if you came over.  Are you sure you’re okay with that?”

“I trust you, Rick.  I feel very safe with you.  There’s nothing I’d rather do more.”

We got back to my place at about 9:55 and when I opened the door we were greeted by Roxie, my pet Schnauzer. We played with Roxie a bit and then went up to the family room to settle down and watch some TV. When we were snuggled together on the couch we began to kiss.  Shelley was a great kisser.  Her lips were soft and luscious and what she did with her tongue sent shivers up my spine.  Sitting here with Shelley was the best thing I had ever done.  But it got better.

As we kissed, my hands began to roam.  I stroked and caressed her back and ass.  Her ass felt even better than it looked.  From there my hand traveled up her torso and settled on her chest.  Breasts felt better than I had ever imagined.  I squeezed and kneaded her breasts until she pulled away from me.

“I’m sorry, Shell…” I began but was silenced by her index finger on my lips.

Shelley took hold of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head.  I was dumbfounded.  I wanted to reach out and grab them but was unable to move.  Then Shelley reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.  It fell to the floor and I sat there looking at her like a deer caught in headlights.

Shelley snuggled back up to me and kissed my awe-struck mouth.  After I arrived back on planet Earth my hands ventured back to her breasts.  If I thought they felt good before it was NOTHING compared to now.  Her nipples were hard as rocks and felt incredible when my palm would slide over them.  Still we kissed.

I wanted to feel my chest on hers so I pulled off my t-shirt as well.  
When her skin touched mine it almost burned.  We were so into each other.  My mouth ventured down and began to kiss and suck Shelley’s rock hard nipples.  She moaned.  I think I did, too.  As I sucked her nipples Shelley would run her hands through my hair.  I loved it.  When we’d had enough I moved back up and we kissed some more.

Then I felt Shelley’s hand on my pants.  She was rubbing my leg, edging higher.  I had never even DREAMED of anything like this before.  Soon she was rubbing my cock through my pants.

“I’ve never done this before,” she panted.

“Me neither.”

“I mean I’ve kissed a boy before, but I’ve never done THIS.”

I didn’t know what she meant by THIS.

“What do you mean?”

Shelley looked at me hesitantly.

“I want to make love, Rick.  Don’t you?”

My heart skipped a beat or 10.

“Make love?  Oh god,” was all I could muster and I kissed her harder than I ever had before.

Shelley unzipped my pants and stuck her hand inside.  When her hand touched my cock I was in heaven.

“Ooooooh yeah,” I moaned.  Shelley smiled as she squeezed my cock.  She finished undoing my pants and pulled my dick out.

“I’ve never seen one before.  It’s beautiful,” she cooed.

Shelley continued to squeeze and stroke it while kissing me.  Her kisses ran down my chest to my mid-section.  She lifted her head and just stared at my rigid cock.  I could feel her breath as she panted on my dick.

“It’s amazing.  The way it moves and twitches.  When you breathe in it moves up a bit.”

Then IT happened.  Shelley opened her mouth and descended upon my waiting cock.  As she closed her lips around it she let out a low moan. She moved her head up and down on my excited friend and it was a great many seconds before I moaned and shot my load into her mouth.  Shelley swallowed it without missing a drop.  After her snack she snuggled her face into my heaving chest.  Now I stroked HER hair.  We lay like that until I could talk again.

“That was your FIRST time doing that?” I asked.

“Yeah.  Was it good?”

“You could go pro,” I chuckled.  “How’d you get so good?”

Shelley looked at me for a minute or so before answering.

“My Dad subscribes to Penthouse and I like to sneak it when he’s not home and read it.  There’s this column called Penthouse Forum and it’s got stories in it.  I love reading it and I guess I’ve learned that way.”

Now it was MY turn to stare.  Finally I spoke.

“My Dad subscribes, too.  I LOVE Forum.  Reading that’s my favorite pass-time.”

We laughed and kissed some more.

“Did you read the one from last month called ‘My First 69’?” Shelley asked.

I looked up at her and recited the entire first paragraph to her verbatim.  We laughed and I moved in to kiss her again when she let out a shriek so loud and high-pitched that I envisioned every dog within a 5 block radius was running to my house.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s 11:25!  My Dad’s going to KILL me!”

“Oh fuck!  Your Dad!”  I exclaimed thinking we had ruined a good thing just as it was getting started.

We were dressed within seconds and out the door in full sprint. We were running so fast, Olympic officials would have tested us for banned substances for sure.  When we got to her house the place was dark except for the living room light.  Sitting, looking out the window I could see her Dad.

“You go back home, Rick.  I’ll handle my Dad.  No reason for BOTH of us to die,” Shelley said with a small smirk

“No.  I can’t do that.  I’m here for you.  We’ll face the music together or firing squad as the case may be.”

As soon as we opened the door her Dad was there.  He stood directly in front of me looking down into my eyes.  I accepted the stony glare and opened my mouth to offer my apologies, but before I could formulate a word the barrage was upon us.

“Where have you been?  I told you to be home at 11:00 and here it is after 11:30.”

Shelley and I looked at each other unsure of what to say.  We had not rehearsed anything.

“Dad, we were in the park talking and lost track of time.”

Before she was finished the sentence I could see a look of disbelief of her father’s face.

“Sir, it’s my fault.  I invited Shelley back to my house after the movie.  My parents are out for the evening and Shelley told me she had to be home by 11:00.  I promised her that I’d watch the time and I didn’t.  It’s all my fault.”

He looked at me with an icy look.

“And what were you two doing alone at your house.”

I froze. There was no way out of this.

“You don’t want me to answer that, sir.“

Shelley couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth.  She was silent in shock.

"You’re right. I don’t want to know.” he answered. “Shelley, go up to your room.”

It was just her Dad and me – no witnesses. I was scared SHITLESS. He motioned for me to sit on the couch.  I did but he remained on his feet.

“You’ve got SOME guts to tell me that straight up.”

‘Well,’ I thought, ‘there could be worse sentences for one to hear at the end of one’s life.’

“I don’t like to think about what you were doing but I DO respect you for your guts. Did you use protection?”

Even my OWN father wouldn’t have asked me this.

“Uh… uh… we didn’t do THAT, sir. We only…”

“Stop! I heard the only words I wanted to hear,” he said and then paused.  I sat there in my own sweat.  “If you tell my daughter you’ll be responsible, you remember in the future – DO IT. You can go home. Thank you for your honesty.”

When I shut the door I felt like a man on death row who just got the call from the governor.

I don’t remember walking home, but I DO remember opening the door. MY Dad stood there with smoke coming out of his ears.

"I told you to be home by 10:00. We get home at 11:50, you’re not here and the front door is unlocked. Care to explain?”

‘Oh shit,’ I thought.  ‘Here we go again.’

“Dad I WAS home at 10:00. Shelley came home with me and…”

“Who’s Shelley?”

“She’s a girl I met a few days ago.  I went to the movie with her. She came back here and we talked for a while.”  Technically not a lie – we DID talk some.  “And then she saw that it was well after 11:00. She had to be home at 11:00 and her Dad is pretty strict. He’s a Marine. We ran to her house and I had to face her Dad. We left the door unlocked because we were in such a rush.”

My Dad looked at me for a minute or so.

“Okay. I apologize for jumping to conclusions. Good night son.”

I checked my butt to see if there were any horseshoes stuck in it.  Nope.

I had trouble going to sleep after I finally got up to bed.  There was just too much Shelley going through my mind.  It certainly was an understatement to say that we had a full evening of activity.

I slept until 10:00 the next morning and when I went downstairs for breakfast there was a not from my Mom on the counter.

‘Shelley called three times this morning.  There’s pancake batter in the fridge.’

I needed some time to think.  Did she get in huge trouble from her Dad? Can she still see me?  I didn’t know and part of me didn’t WANT to know.  I decided to eat and call her after.

When I was done I was still scared so I showered and brushed my teeth.  
Finally I got up the nerve and called her.  Thankfully she answered the phone.  I don’t know if I could face her Dad again.

“Hello?’ she said.

“Hi, Shell.  It’s me.”

“Rick.  We HAVE to talk.  Can you meet me at the benches in half an hour?”

“Sure.”

I finished getting ready and started the walk to the benched in the park by 7-11.  I was sure it was over.  When I arrived Shelley was already there, sitting on the bench holding 2 slurpees.  When she saw me she put down the slurpees, jumped up, ran over to me and threw her arms around me.

“I don’t know what you said to my Dad but he loves you. His exact words this morning were ‘that Brad is a good man’. He wasn’t even angry at me.  What did you say?”

I told her and she couldn’t believe that I had the guts to stand up to a man like her Dad.

“I’ve been thinking of nothing but you since last night. When I was lying in bed – I went to bed naked last night – the feeling of your cock in my mouth WOULD NOT go away.  Then when I found out that you smoothed things over with my Dad I wanted you so bad. And now when I hear exactly what you said to him I want you even more. Can we go somewhere?”

I was dumbfounded.  Part of me wanted to (Well okay – MOST of me), but part was still scared of her dad.  I thought for a second and found my way out.

“We can’t.  I don’t have any protection and it would be stupid to…“

She held up a 3-pack of Trojans.

"I want you. Don’t you want me?”

“Are you kidding me?  I couldn’t go to sleep last night because I was thinking of you.  I’ve never wanted anything so bad in all my life but your DAD.”

“The way he was talking about you this morning I think we could do it and then you go to my house and say ‘I just fucked your daughter.’ and I think he’d be okay with it.”

We looked into each others’ eyes and saw nothing but a wanton desire in each of us.

“Okay. There’s some rose bushes in that park by the school and there’s this place in behind them where it’s really open and very secluded.“

We walked (okay – we ran) to the park and crawled behind the rose bushes. We each had on pants that morning and when we took them off we put them on the ground to protect against any stray rose thorns. Within a minute we were both kneeling on the ground, nude looking at each other. I took her face in my hands and kissed her softly. She kissed back. Our lips began to move and her tongue entered my mouth. We kissed and fondled each other for what seemed like forever. Time really did stand still for us.

"What’s your very favorite number?”

She grinned and jumped on top of me. Within seconds her mouth was full of my cock and I was sucking on her pussy.  While her head bobbed up and down on my cock I drew lines up and down her pussy lips with my tongue.  She had very hot looking pussy lips.  They stuck out a bit and were really fun to suck on.  She LOVED that.  Shelley began to writhe and moan.   I was sucking on her clit now; flicking my tongue back and forth across it.  She began bucking her hips up and down on my face.  Soon she let out this low moan followed by some higher gasps.  She ground her wet pussy into my face until her orgasm passed and then turned herself around and kissed me deeply.

Then she pulled out a condom, fumbled with it a bit and after a few failed attempts got it over my rigid cock.  She looked me deeply.

“Now I want you to fuck me.”

I rolled her over and slowly slid my hard member into her slippery canal.  She moaned.  I groaned.  I began to thrust back and forth inside her.  While I made love to her our eyes never left each other.  It made everything seem hotter to see the lust in Shelley’s eyes.  I don’t know how long it went on for, but I do remember that she came 3 more times before I shot my load inside the condom.  We rested for a while and then she started sucking me again.  Soon I was back to being rock hard and she put another condom on me.  I was about to roll her over again when she pushed me down.

“My turn,” she purred.

She climbed on top of me and sat down on my waiting cock. She really got into riding me and bounced up and down for a long time.  While she was riding me I played with her nipples and she came a few more times.  I began thrusting up into her soaking pussy and soon blew my second load of the day.  Shelley collapsed on me and we lay like that holding each other and kissing.  We started to hear voices nearing the rose bushes so we got dressed and left our love sanctuary.

Our lives went on like this for about 11 months.  We fucked every chance we got; usually at least once per day.  Then one day she came to me in tears.

“My Dad’s getting transferred again.  We leave in a week.”

We cried for the week and I remember when she drove away like it was yesterday.  She was in tears looking out her back window and I was in tears waving to her.

I never saw Shelley again.            

The Unexpected Cum Slut

Short Story

Dinner was pleasant. My wife and I were out at a nice Italian restaurant with my wife’s brother and our sister-in-law. The food was fantastic, the wine was delicious and the conversation was flowing; all of us sharing stories and laughing.

Well, most of us, anyway. Our sister-in-law, Jenny, isn’t quite as outgoing as the rest of the family. She has the occasional anecdote to share, but mainly her life revolved her children. She didn’t seem to have many of her own friends and she was a stay at home mom, so she only had so many stories to share. She realized that the average person, even relatives, could only listen to so many stories about her children, so she mainly remained quiet and listened to everyone else.

The conversation did turn back to Jenny’s preferred topic as the evening rolled on when my wife asked about their plans for a third child. It was no secret that Jenny desperately wanted to have at least one more child, while Jason wasn’t as keen on the idea. In his opinion, they had two beautiful children and they weren’t getting any younger, so why not just be happy with the family they had?
As the conversation continued, Jason decided to share a story with us that illustrated how badly Jenny wanted a third child. He began: “Seriously you guys, she wants another kid so badly that she practically raped me!”

“Jason!” Jenny exclaimed, trying to keep her voice down, but obviously shocked at the story he was about to tell. My wife and I had the same reaction, yelling, “WHAT?!”

“Yeah,” Jason continued, obviously not caring about Jenny’s objection, “I got home one night after work and was exhausted. I ate dinner, played with the kids for awhile, but I just couldn’t stay awake any longer so went to bed around 9:30.”

My wife and I were leaned in, listening quite intently. Jenny knew there was no way to stop Jason once he was in the middle of the story, so she just sat there blushing as he continued.

“All of a sudden in the middle of the night, I feel something moving on top of me. I opened my eyes, and there’s Jenny on top of me!”

“Like, trying to get you to wake up to have sex?” my wife asked.

“No!” Jason says, “We were having sex! She somehow got me hard while I was still asleep and she was having sex with me. That’s how badly she wants to have another kid! She doesn’t even care if I’m an active participant! She just wants my stuff!”

“So she was “milking” you!” I blurted out.

We were all roaring with laughter. Well, all of us except Jenny who just sort of chuckled, trying not to be a stick in the mud. You could tell she was pretty embarrassed, but I had to give her credit; she took the story like a champ. I know a lot of people who would have stormed out at that point or at least fumed for the rest of the meal. Not Jenny. She sat there and enjoyed the rest of the evening with us.

We changed subjects, had desert and after everyone had their fill, we paid our tab and left. On the way home my wife and I talked about the “milking” story. We just couldn’t believe Jenny would do such a thing; it was so out of character for the woman we knew. We laughed about it a bit more and the two of us occasionally took to calling Jenny “the Milker” in our private conversations.
But as with most things, time passed and the reference began to fade.
A few months later, Jason and I went out drinking with some friends. With the two little ones at home, Jason doesn’t get to go out with the guys very often, so when he does get the chance he likes to make the most of it. I’m not one to reign anyone in and I enjoy my nights away, as well, so our nights out often end in fun, a few foggy memories and a pounding headache the next morning.
This particular night was no exception. Beers were followed by shots, which were then followed by many more beers. At the end of the night, neither of us was in any shape to drive home, and since we were closer to Jason’s house we shared a cab back to his place where I was going to crash until the morning.
Jason set me up in their guest room and stumbled off to bed for the night. I passed out pretty much as soon as my head hit the pillow.

At some point in the night, I began to have a dream about sex. This is nothing new and it actually happens quite often when I have a lot to drink. You’re out in a bar, lots of pretty girls are around and the images stick with you through the night.

The dream was extremely vivid. I couldn’t see what the girl looked like, but the sex itself seemed so real. I could seem to actually feel my hard cock sliding in and out of a wet hole. I wished the dream was real, but knowing that it was just a dream I tried to keep my eyes closed and hope the dream would last. Since I was gaining consciousness I knew it would end any minute now and I would be disappointed to find myself in a bed by myself, but I tried to hold on to the dream as long as I could.

To my surprise, the dream wasn’t ending. In fact, it seemed to be getting more and more vivid. I could still feel my cock engulfed in a tight hole. I could hear the girl in my dream moaning as if she were right there. Maybe I had remembered the night’s events incorrectly? Did I somehow get home that night? Was I possibly in my own bed? Even possibly having sex with my wife?
I was afraid to risk waking up and ending the dream. On the other hand, I would have to miss out on actively having sex if this happened to be real. I decided to chance it and wake myself up.

I opened my eyes slowly, not sure if I was going to see my wife on top of me or an empty room. I shocked when I saw neither.

Directly in front of me was a pair of unknown, but quite large, milky-white breasts. I looked down the silky smooth stomach and watched as the woman’s hips straddled my own and moved rhythmically back and forth over my pelvis; my penis buried deep in the woman’s womb. I looked back up the body. Her arms were extended with her hands in the middle of my chest for support. Her back was arched slightly, breasts protruding forward and her neck was tilted backward with her eyes closed; enjoying the ride. My sister-in-law, Jenny, was fucking me as I slept. To use the expression we had developed, she was “milking” me.

At this point I was left questioning what to do. On the one hand, I was at that moment cheating on my wife. Plus, I really liked my brother-in-law and, even though I had no idea what had been happening up until this point, this was still his wife that I was having sex with. On the other hand, neither my wife nor Jason would probably care – or possibly even believe – how I came to have my dick buried deep inside of Jenny. And being inside of her felt so good and her tits looked so wonderful bouncing on the chest above me. Do I just close my eyes and enjoy this, let Jenny leave when it’s finished and act like nothing happened?

I didn’t have time to make a decision. As I was debating this in my head, I saw Jenny open her eyes and look at me. She could tell I was about to say something and simply whispered, “Shush, shuuush.”

Jenny leaned forward until her face was a few inches from mine. I could feel her dangling breasts rubbing against my chest. She began to talk quietly as she continued humping her hips on my shaft.

“Just relax,” she tried to reassure me, “just relax. No one will ever find out about this. Just enjoy it.”

“Jenny, what about Jason? What about the kids? What if someone wakes up and comes in here?”

“Wakes up?” she replied, “Oh, you still think it’s the middle of the night. It’s actually 9 in the morning. Jason got called into work and will be gone all day. Saturdays the kids spend with their grandfather so they’ll be gone all day, too.”
She kept sliding slowly up and down my shaft. She was obviously enjoying this immensely. I was too, it felt great! But it was wrong, too.

“Jenny, we shouldn’t be doing this,” I began to protest, but she cut me off.

“Relax,” she said again, “I just want your cum and then we can be done with this if you’d like. Mmmm, if feels so good though. Doesn’t it?”

She just wanted my cum? What? I knew she wanted another child, but this was crazy! How would she explain it if I knocked her up?

I tried to explain that point of view.
“Jenny, I know you want a third kid, but …”

Again, she cut me off. “I’m not trying to get pregnant. I’m not stupid!” she said. “You can only get pregnant at certain times of the month and this isn’t one of them for me. I couldn’t get pregnant if I wanted to right now. Like I said, I just want your cum.”

“What?” was the only reply I could come up with; not exactly witty or anything, I know!

“Jason wasn’t lying about the story when he woke up with me having sex with him, but he was wrong about the reason,” she explained. “I’d love to have another child, but getting pregnant wasn’t my plan that night. And it wasn’t my motivation the other nights I’ve screwed him while he slept and never woke up to notice.”

She had me puzzled.

She continued, “I just love cum. Sperm. Jizz. Whatever you want to call it. I just love it. I need it. I always have. I love to feel it fill my insides. I love to feel it coat my tongue as a guy cums in my mouth. I love to feel it shot all over my body.”

“So Jason won’t give it to you?”

“He will, and does. But he has to work so much that he’s exhausted when he gets home and is asleep by the time we could have some “alone time” from the kids. And when I get a craving for some cum, I NEED to have it. I planned on getting some, lots in fact, today, but then he was called in to work. And then I remembered you were here and I couldn’t help myself.”

Holy crap that was hot! Jenny, timid, shy Jenny, just confessed her cum addiction to me. She was still riding my cock. She was taking it in longer strokes now. She would pull her hips up until just the head of my cock was left inside of her and then she would slide slowly down until my balls were pressed against her ass.

“So?” she asked. “Can I have your cum? Can I feel it shoot inside of me? We can stop after that, if you’d like, but I would love to feel your cum all over me today. You can shoot it wherever you want.”

I knew this was wrong. I knew we should stop. But I hadn’t stopped it when I first knew what was happening, so I was already cheating with my sister-in-law. We had been screwing for awhile now and I was getting fairly close to cumming anyway, so I might as well finish I thought.

I had been a passive participant the whole time up until the moment. I had kept my arms at my side letting Jenny do all the work. Now I was going to join in. I reach around and grabbed her ass and squeezed, pulling her down onto my member until I bottomed out in her.

I looked her in the eyes and asked, “Wherever I want?”

Her eyes twinkled as I asked that question. Jenny knew she had me. She knew she was going to get what she wanted so badly – cum! And she knew she was going to get more than one load from me.

She smiled and replied in a sultry voice, “Wherever you want. In my pussy; on my face; in my mouth; you can even explode all over my big tits and I’ll lick it off of them for you.”

Fuck, so hot! Whoever knew Jenny would be such a cum slut!

There was one place I most definitely wanted to plant my seed though, and she had not mentioned it.

“What about deep in your ass?” I asked as I slipped a finger between her crack and rubbed her ass hole.

“Oh fuck. No, not there. I’ve only done anal once and I didn’t like it.”

I knew she was desperate though and would give in. “Well, you said ‘wherever’ and that’s where I want to cum. Either you let me cum in your ass or we will stop right now before you get any cum. You will have to go all day without fulfilling your craving. And who knows whether Jason will be too tired when he gets home from working all day after being up late last night …”

Now I had her!

“OK, you can cum in my ass. But later. I want to feel it in my pussy first. Then I want to feel it shoot either on my face or tits. Then you can have my ass. Deal?”

“Deal!”

Jenny then picked up the pace. She started moving up and down my cock faster, determined to now get the first of what was going to be many loads today.

I reached up and for the first time felt the weight of her large breasts in my hands. I squeezed them, fondled them, and then brought them to my mouth.
I ran circles around her nipples with my tongue and then bit her nipple. I then sucked her breasts into my mouth, trying to suck in as much as I could.
“Oh fuck, yes!” Jenny moaned, “Suck my nipples. Bite them, pull on them, lick them, suck them! Yes! I love it.”

I went back and forth sucking one breast before moving to manipulate the other one. Jenny kept fucking me. We had fucked so long that I couldn’t believe she hadn’t gone dry, but the anticipation of the cum that was about to fill her kept her soaked.

I was finally about to cum and so was Jenny. She took her breast from my mouth and sat back into the position she was in when I woke up. She put her hands back on my chest for balance and I grabbed her hips, helping pull her on my cock faster. She was bouncing up and down on my cock and I watched her supple breasts bounce with the same rhythm.

Finally, I reached the point of no return. “Jenny, I’m going to cum. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m about to cum. You want to feel me cum inside of you?”

“Oh yes, fucking give it to me! I want to feel it shoot inside of me! Give it to me now!”

And I did! I thrust up as she pushed down on my cock and I shot deep inside of her, filling her with every ounce of warm cum I had.

As I finished shooting and the last drops oozed out, Jenny just sat there, as if she were waiting for something. Eventually, after a minute or two, I could feel my own cum run back down onto the head of my cock.

“There it is,” she said. I wasn’t sure if she was talking to herself, me, or both of us. She raised off of my lap, my shrinking cock popping out of her pussy, and she hovered for a minute. She looked down with intent and we both watched as my sperm slid out of her pussy and dripped onto my cock. I could see her trying to push more out and covered my cock with my own cum.

“Oh I love feeling it slide out of me. That feels so good!”

“Are you ready to start building up your second load?” she asked me.

“Sure,” I replied simply. Jenny then lowered her head into my crotch and swallowed my cum covered cock. I could feel her sucking up as much cum as possible into one mouthful, and then she looked up at me, took her closed mouth off my cock and then opened it to show my load on her tongue. She closed her mouth and swallowed.

“Yum that’s good!” Jenny exclaimed and then went back to sucking my cock, still with a bit of cum on it, to get me hard and ready for round two.

Sex and the White House

Short Story

Definitions:
First Lady – The wife of the president of the United States

First Man – The husband of the president of the United States

Will, a retired politician and the First Man, was, to put it in the words of the common man, horny. His wife, Helen, the USA’s first female president, was on a trip to Europe, though that didn’t make much difference in Will’s sex life. He seldom got to screw Helen and when he did, it was when she wanted Will to help out on an important political item. If it was a minor thing, the sex was short. If Will climaxed, okay. If he had not yet climaxed in the allotted time she gave, then tough. He would have to finish by himself. If the political item was something very important, then their sex was long, lasting until Will’s sexual needs were fully satisfied. Little did the American public know how much of their lives were affected by the allocated sex in The White House. Although many women were breathless at the dream of having Will’s lips part their lips and Will’s cock part their vagina lips, between Helen’s watchful eye and the public’s eye, Will just didn’t get as many opportunities for good hard core sex as he longed for.

The sky was blue and the sun shinning brightly on the mid-autumn day when Will looked out of the window of The White House on Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington DC. There were tourists, diplomats and business people of all nationalities walking on the streets. He focused on some of the women. Ah. Pretty faces. Nice bodies. Firm breasts, long legs, small waists and rounded hips. Many were young female interns working in DC on an assignment. Which females liked to fuck? He imagined them naked and became even hornier. He needed a way to secretly get at least one of them into his bedroom. If he was just a normal business man, he was sure he could meet one of the women in a bar and seduce her. Earlier in his life it was like that. Now, sometimes masturbation was the only option for the horny Will. Other times, being very discreet, he was able to arrange to have sexual relations with some woman who happened to make it known to him that she was available. He even was able to have sex with some famous beautiful woman who needed to be as discreet as he was. But lately there was a sexual drought. He needed a woman to satisfy his sexual needs.

Today Will’s mind and cock burned with extra desire. He wanted to fuck and he wanted it to be good. Not just any woman was enough. He wanted a young wild female. Two young wild females would be even better. In Will’s case, his two favorite female friends were named Britannia Cheers and London Marriott. They were two well known girls from California who liked to party. Fame was their middle name. They were often on the covers of magazines in sexy poses. Will was anxious for them to do a little partying just with him. He had been able to have the opportunity to socialize with them in public them and talk dirty with each of them in private but he never had had the chance to slip his cock into either one of them. Alone in his bedroom he sometimes masturbated looking at their sexy pictures and thinking about having sex with one of them. He wanted to have real sex with both of them now. The image of both of them in his bed, naked and with their legs spread for him was almost more than he could bear. His cock was stiff and uncomfortable in his pants. In his heightened state of desire, caution was becoming not a factor. He wondered if by some great luck they could both come to him. Even just either one of them would be good. To fuck Britannia and/or London would be a thrill, and with his wife out of the country he decided to take a chance. Helen had said if he ever got caught again, she would never have sex with him again. Well, if that happened, he would cross that bridge when he came to it. He needed a pussy now and he had two pussys in mind.

Will dialed a number. A woman answered. “Hello?”

“Hi. I’m calling for Britannia. May I talk to her? Tell her that her friend from Washington is calling on official business.”

“May I have your last name, please?” the woman’s voice answered.

“Clifton. This is Will Clifton calling from The White House.”

“Oh, hello Mr. Clifton. Just a minute.” There was a half minute pause.

“Hello,” came the excited youthful voice.

Will held the telephone in one hand and his cock in the other. “Hi Britannia. This is Will. How are you doing?”

“Hi Will. I’m doing great. Glad to hear from you Will. It’s been while. Too long as a matter of fact.”

There were several minutes of greetings and chit-chat. Then Britannia said, “What can I do for you Will?”

“I would like to see you in DC soon. Are you available?”

“I’ll try to make myself available. Where are we going to met?”

“I was thinking in one of the hotels,” Will said.

“I want to see you in The White House. We’ve never been together in The White House. I think it would be, ah, very erotic there. I want to be in the same bed where Jack Kennedy made love to Marilyn Monroe. I think that would be so hot. Can we do that? Is Helen there now?”

“Helen is in Europe for a few days so we can do it here.”

A discussion followed. Britannia said that she would adjust her schedule and fly to Washington the next afternoon. A whole day to wait seemed like a long time in his horny state but to fuck Britannia it would be worth the wait.

Then Will called another number. A sexy female voice answered.

“Hello Will.”

“Hi, London. I see that you have caller ID on your phone.” Just hearing London’s sexy voice made his cock give a surge. He gave it a squeeze.

“Yes, Will. It’s so exciting to hear from you again. What can I do for you?”

“I’m organizing a little celebration. Can you come to The White House tomorrow? Brit’s going to be here.”

“Oh, goody. I like celebrations. I need to check my schedule though to make sure I can get away. What are you celebrating?”

“Uh, tomorrow is United Nations Day. I’m hoping we can get united.”

“Oh, Will. I would love getting united with you. Where is Helen?”

“Helen is in Europe.”

“Oh, that’s good. It’s has to be top secret business, Will. Do you have the security set up?”

“I’ll make sure only trusted people know that you are here.”

London checked and also made some changes in her schedule to make the trip. She would be landing at the airport at about the same time as Britannia and they would ride a special limousine to The White House.

The next day Will made arrangements for the security at The White House to give top secret entry and protection for the two women arriving in the limo. The instructions were to keep the women hidden from view of the public and personnel working at The White House.

In the early evening of the next day, Will’s phone rang. The caller ID showed that it was Britannia.

“Hello, Brit. What’s up?” said the First Man.

“We’re almost there. Is everything under control and set up?”

“Yes,” Will said. “You will be hidden from view of everybody. I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Great. We’re hot and wet for you Will. We’re ready for a good time.”

When the limo with the dark glass arrived it was directed to a security entrance and driven into the basement after a brief security check. On arrival in the basement only Will was there as the driver opened the door. Britannia spread her legs apart to put a leg out on the curb. Her skirt went well up on her thigh and Will took in the full view. She stepped out and was given a small welcome hug by Will. Then the other door opened and Will also gently hugged the woman who got out. Greetings were made. Will said to Britannia, “I see you’ve not worn any panties.”

“Of course not. I was hoping you would notice. Does Helen do that for you?”

“Never in a million years,” Will said.

Will turned to London and lifted the hem on the skirt of her dress. The neckline slit of the girlish little blue dress was to her waist. The roundness of her breasts showed in the gap. The short skirt was pleated at the waist and fluttered in the slightest breeze. “And you. Do you have my favorites on today?” Will asked her.

London twirled to make the skirt flare out and show a peek at her black thong. She answered, “Yes, if you still like black. What do you think?”

“Great! Nice ass and I can’t wait to see more,” Will said.

“The better to make you happy with, Will,” she answered.

Britannia asked, “Is Helen still away?”

“No problem. I saw her on the news just a few minutes ago. She is in Belgium at this very minute.”

As Will and the girls talked, the luggage was loaded onto a cart to be delivered upstairs. Once when they were upstairs and the luggage was delivered the three of them were all alone. Will gave each one of them an affectionate hug and kisses on the lips. Since Britannia was much shorter than Will, he lifted her off her feet and held her up by wrapping his hand under her hips with his middle finger on her slit. When he hugged and kissed London he slipped a hand under her skirt and rubbed his hand under her tiny thong while the other hand slipped into her plunging neckline and fondled a breast. While Will was kissing and hugging London, Britannia took the opportunity to run her hand up the inner thigh of Will’s leg until she could feel the soft organs in his boxer shorts. Through the material she felt the shaft that she was eagerly wanting to feel in full excitement.

“I’m sure that you girls are a little tired from your travel. I’ve ordered meals to be delivered in a half an hour. We can relax, eat and then get down to business.”

London said in a slightly disappointed voice, “I am hungry but I want a mouthful for an appetizer.”

“Me too,” said Britannia. “I want to see what you have to serve us. We both have a hunger that needs satisfied.” Still holding onto Will’s leg, she lowered herself to her knees. She unzipped Will’s pants and put her hand in the fly. She fumbled her way around and then withdrew her hand holding Will’s cock. “Well, look what the chef has for us.”

London got on her knees on the other side of Will. Brit squeezed the cock a couple times and then licked the tip several times. London nudged up to Brit’s cheek wanting a turn. Brit let her. While Brit held the cock, London licked all around the head and tickled at the opening. As she opened her mouth slightly, Brit gave a squeeze and Will thrust forward to shove the cock into London’s mouth. London worked her lips back and for on the hardening cock as Brit stroked the base of it.

“Hmmmm, what a meal” said London.

As Will enjoyed the attention given to his cock he ran his fingers through the girls’ hair. The girls took turns teasing and sucking the now very rigid cock. When they each sucked they let Will shove the large head into their throat as they opened wide for him. Sometimes they would both just lick from each side. The horny Will let the girls play as he got less and less able to control his excitement. London happened to have the cock in her mouth when Will increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts. Brit wanted to have her turn but it was too late. With a deep thrust Will unloaded a big stream of cum into London’s throat. The fluid flooded her and she drew back. Britannia took the opportunity to pull the cock from London so that she could get some of the cum. Her timing was such just as the head came out of London’s mouth, Will unloaded another large stream that covered London’s face from her mouth to the hair on her forehead. Brit was able to get the tip of the cock into her mouth as Will thrust and the third and largest stream came. It filled her mouth as the cock slid over her tongue. The tanginess of the hot liquid sparked her taste senses. She opened her jaw wide and let the head slide into her throat as the fourth stream came. The contractions of the cock were coming fast and furious now. The hot fluid filled and tingled Brit’s mouth and throat. Several more burst of the cum went into her mouth and throat as she slid her lips and sucked on the bursting cock. When Will had finished, Brit saw that London’s face was covered in a web of the cum. Brit licked cum from London’s face.

“Don’t get that on your clothes,” Will said.

The girls were too busy to grasp his words. London took Brit’s face in her hands and kissed her on the lips. She ran her tongue in to Brit’s mouth and ran it over the cum covered tongue and inside cheeks. As she kissed she sucked the cum from Brit’s mouth. Brit licked some more cum from London’s face and then London sucked it from Brit’s mouth. When London’s face was clear of any more cum, except for what still clung to her hair, the two girls kissed and took turns sucking hard on each others tongue. After trading a few more sucks on Will’s limp cock and some more kissing, the two girls stood up and kissed Will’s lips. He had London’s breast in his hand and was getting ready to suck the nipple when the bell rang indicating that the meals were ready and being delivered.

They could have eaten in a private dining room but instead he had the food sat on a coffee table. Will sat on the floor and the girls sat on a sofa. As they ate, Will had a nice view up each girl’s short skirts. Neither girl needed reminding as they each free spread their knees to show their intimate well known secrets. It looked accidental, but it wasn’t really an accident that each girl had a breast occasionally protruded from the low neckline revealing a perky nipple.

By the time the meal was done, Will was aroused again. He took the girls into his bedroom.

Britannia said, “Wow. Is this the same bed where JFK fucked Marilyn Monroe?”

Will said, “Maybe not the same bed since some of the furniture has been changed but it is probably the same room.”

“Wow, this is so cool. I’d like to have been in that bed and have sex with both of them. I’m a lot like Marilyn. She had bigger tits and was more famous in movies but I’m just as famous overall as she ever was. I bet I can fuck better than she ever could, too.”

“Maybe so. I met Jack but I never met Marilyn. I’d like to have fucked her.”

“Hah,” said London. “You were doing it with high school girls back then.”

“That was practice. Practice makes perfect,” Will said.

“I bet your fucking is damn near perfect,” Brit said.

“Are you saying I’ve been doing a lot of practicing? Not enough lately, honey. Anyhow, let me show you what I can do,” Will said.

“Hmmm. Okay. This should be cool – fucking the husband of the president of the United States! Let us undress you,” Britannia suggested. Will agreed and soon the girls were removing the last of his clothing. Will stood there naked with his cock sticking straight forward while the girls admired his tall body. Will got on the bed, stark naked. The girls started playing with his still hardening cock. London got on the bed with her rear towards Will’s face. He pulled the black thong off to reveal her slightly tanned ass and pussy. While on her hands and knees, she spread herself to show the pink entrance to her pussy. Will’s cock was straight and hard now. Britannia took it in her hands and held it to her mouth. “This is my microphone,” she said and began singing a song. “He’ll be cumming ‘round the mountain when he cums,” she sang and went on to sing the whole verse. “Now for the second verse. He’ll be driving six big inches when he cums…”

“Ahh, it’s more than six inches already, Brit,” Will said.

“I meant six inches around, Will,” Britannia said.

Will laughed and said, “If anyone can make its circumference that size, it would be you two girls. By the way, did you know that the knight with the biggest dick at King Arthur’s round table was Sir Cumference?”

They were all laughing and having fun. London said to Britannia, “That song you sang will never be one of your hits. Besides, that isn’t a microphone, Brit. That’s a dicktaphone. Give it some dicktation.”

“Do you mean like this?” Britannia said as she put her lips around the bulging head of the cock.

“Exactly,” London answered as Will agreed with a moan and a thrust of his hips.

“You girls are in a happy mood,” Will said.

“You make us happy. We hope you make us even happier with this thingy here,” London said while giving the cock a shake. “Does this make you happy?” she said as she lay on her back, her knees apart while holding the lips open around her moist pussy.

“Man, I could never be happier!” Will exclaimed.

The girls did not undress anymore but without bras and panties, the areas that had Will’s attention didn’t leave anything to the imagination. Will’s bare cock pulsed with desire. Britannia stroked the cock until it was firm up against his belly. She got astraddle his hips and as London held the cock up, Brit lowered herself. She went down, down, down while the shaft in her went up, up, up. She felt her skin get pushed in by the dry skin of Will’s cock. She raised and lowered herself slowly so that the both of them could soak up the stimulation and spread the lubrication. Soon Will was bucking his body and Brit rode him like a rider on a wild horse. Her breasts were bouncing wildly, no longer more or less contained in the deep plunging neckline. Will pulled the tie for the bow that held her top on. The bow came untied and her front came all exposed. As she bounced up and down she shed the top completely. While riding the humping cock she had to hold her breasts to avoid the discomfort of them being jerked around. Will lifted her little skirt so he could see his rod come almost all the way out and then drill into her until it was all out of sight. Each time the shaft buried into her she let out a gasp.

“Oh, golly. Oh. Oh. Oh,” was her cry as Will held her body tight on his cock and fucked her.

Will went “Uh! Uh! Uh!” with each powerful shove.

London watched the action and played with various parts of Will’s body. She removed her dress so that she and Will could freely play with her nipples. Unable to wait any longer for her turn on the cock, she spread her knees on each side of Will’s shoulders and settled her pussy down on Will face. Will licked at the wide open vestibule of love. London gave an appreciative “ah” when she felt his tongue slide up into her. She held her position while Will continued to run his tongue around her pink pussy and clit. Her body shuttered as he took the clit in his mouth and sucked on it in time with thrust of his cock into Brit.

As London’s arousal heightened she felt a strong need to be hugged. She had positioned herself such that her back was toward Brit as she was on Will’s face. She turned around such that she was still spread on Will’s face but so she could face Britannia. As Will continued to tease and suck London’s wide open labia and fuck Brit with his tightly stretched cock, the two girls leaned toward each other and began kissing and groping each other’s breasts. They took turns sucking each other’s tongue which heightened the arousal of each. They cried with pleasure with Will doing his magic in and around their pussys and with the hugs and kisses they were giving each other. They reached closer and closer to their sexual climax. First an orgasm overcame London and then Britannia. London’s fluids covered Will’s face and ran down his cheeks. Brit’s body pulsated on Will’s cock as she pressed her body as hard as she could down on his thrusting pelvis. The tension release in her body made her toes tightly curl, her head bent back and she screamed as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

The girls were exhausted after their orgasms had drained them. They lay down on each side of Will’s nude body. Will was breathing hard too. Fucking Britannia while she was on top took a lot of his energy. Fortunately she was small and he had been able to keep the action going during the girl’s wild orgasms.

Will’s cock though was still begging for its fair share of pleasure and release. Will reached over, raised London’s skirt up to her belly and spread her bare legs. She gladly obliged, making the vestibule easily available to him. He then mounted on top of her and easily slid his hard cock into her very wet pussy. Renewed with desire she wrapped her legs around him. With the help of her hands she got her feet crossed near Will’s shoulder blades. The sharp bend in her body enabled Will to get maximum penetration into her body. He began thrusting hard into her that brought his body hard in touch with her clitoris. There was barely enough room in her for the full penetration from the man who was much larger than she was. At each deep thrust she gasped a pleasurable “Oh!”

Britannia had been holding in the cum that Will had dumped into her. Not wanting to be left out of the new action, she got astraddle London’s face with her back toward Will. Will laid his head on Britannia’s back will he humped London. The cum started oozing out of Britannia’s pussy. London opened her mouth and swallowed the cum as it dribbled out. Some ran down Brit’s leg and London licked the cum and then Brit’s clit. As Will continued banging London she ran her tongue into Brit’s cunt to suck out the juices. This really turned both of them on. The girls each had an orgasm and then Will climaxed again. He filled London’s insides until there was no more cum to come.

London and Britannia then switched positions. Brit lay on her back with London and her cunt filled with cum covered Brit’s face. Will took a little break while Brit let the cum from London’s pussy drip into her mouth. She swallowed every drop until it quit dripping. Then she licked cum from London’s thigh and cunt, just has London had done to her earlier. It was a big turn on again for the girls and the each had yet another orgasm. As Will saw Britannia become highly excited, he got another hard on. He slipped into her just as she started her orgasm. After the orgasm Will continued slowly fucking Britannia. London turned around to face Will as Brit continued sucking London’s clit. Will sucked London’s tits as he humped Brit. He climaxed again putting his load into Brit.

The girls traded positions yet again so London could again let the cum dribble into her mouth.

Each time Will fucked one of the girls and ejaculated into her, the amount of cum was less than before. The girls had kept trading positions to drink the cum from the other girl while will fucked and filled the girl on the bottom. Finally Will had no more cum left. His balls and cock ached from the repeated climaxes. The near non-stop fucking had worn his whole body out too. After the final weak climax he rolled over exhausted gulping for air and trying to ignore the pain in his balls.

The girls though, still had sexual energy to burn. Will could only watch as the girls continued their love-making. London was lying on the bed next to Will. “Lay on me and put your cunt on mine,” said London to Britannia as London spread her legs wide. Brit positioned herself between London’s legs such that their enlarged clits were rubbing against each other. Slowly at first and then harder they moved their bodies so that the wet clits slid across each other. The girls pressed their pelvises together and the clits throbbed with excitement. The exhausted Will could only watch as the girls used their remaining sexual energy. Britannia’s little hips rotated as her clit circled on London’s spread vulva. They each knew the exact feminine feeling the other had, as only a girl on a girl could know. Each knew how to maximize their mutual sexual feelings. As they rubbed clits, they also rubbed their breasts and deeply kissed and hugged each other. They climaxed nearly together pressing their clits painfully harder against each other in pulsating spasms that spread through their whole bodies as the cum from their pussys mixed. They moaned showing their pleasure to each other. The moans were often interrupted by squeals of delight as a particularly strong feeling of pleasure pierced their bodies. Good things must come (or cum) to an end as it did to the naked girls with their bodies entwined. They then lay exhausted and breathing hard with the First Man on the bed.

From a nearby room was the sound of a TV. There were several TVs each tuned to a different network or news channel. The sound was turned up on one channel. The broadcaster’s voice said, “President Clifton has returned from Europe a day earlier than planned. She will be at The White House tonight and leave early tomorrow to visit the north central Texas area that has endured tremendous rains and flooding during the last four days.”

Will sat up. “Helen is back in the US! She might be here soon. Get dressed girls.” They searched around the bed and eventually they got their clothing. The three quickly got dressed. Will called the limo driver. The girls combed their hair and tried to look “normal”.

Within five minutes the girls were heading out for the limo. As they were going out the door Britannia said to London, “Shit. I feel cum still running down both my thighs.”

“Me too,” said London. She looked down at the skirt of her blue dress and held out the skirt that had blown between her legs. “Damn, I got a big spot of cum on my dress.”

Will watched from the window as the limo pulled away. He turned and saw on the TV a live video of Helen arriving at The White House. He saw the bed in the bedroom and started trying to think of a story to explain the messed up covers. Harder to explain would be the tiny black thong lying on the floor on the other side of the bed.