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How I Became Mayor Ch. 01

By: notnaive



INTRODUCTION

I used to be one lazy SOB. A little overweight, not very motivated, and well, slovenly. All of that changed when one afternoon when I was plopped on the sofa and the TV remote quit working. If you knew me then, you would know how much this pissed me off. I got up and changed the batteries, but the damn thing still didn't work. SO I took off the cover and started messing with the insides. (I am a plumber by trade, so I had no idea what the hell I was doing in there.)

Well I messed around with it for a few minutes, using some of my plumbing tools, then got pissed off and threw it. "Piece of shit!!" I yelled. I went over and picked it up and put the cover back on it. As I was stupidly pointing it at the TV and pushing the useless buttons, my girlfriend Kimberly walked in.

She was short, plump, and not all that pretty, but she usually put up with my shit, and didn't yell when we argued, so I kept her around. She said, "What are you bitching at now?"

"The goddamn remote is busted! Look!!" I pushed one of the buttons.

She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I was pissed. "Fuck you!" I said. "You can suck my dick, you bitch!"

No one was more shocked than I was when she walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and started sucking my cock.

Chapter 1 – Discovery

You may have guessed that my busted TV remote had somehow changed into some kind of mind-control device. I didn't know it at the time, but my life was about to change for the better.

I didn't catch on at first. But after spending the rest of the day experimenting with my girlfriend/new slave, I discovered that whatever waves (or rays or whatever) were emitting from the remote left her completely open to my commands, and that I could make her do whatever I wanted. She could not resist. And when I finally pressed the OFF button, she didn't remember any of what she had done.

So I tried giving her suggestions and turning her OFF to see if she would act on them. She did. I left her cleaning the house from top to bottom - happy, naked, and singing Barry Manilowe songs. I took the remote to town to see if it would work on other people.

The first person I saw was the mailman. As I stopped to talk to him, I pushed the button on the remote, and suggested that he should take a break. He said he was far too busy and running behind. And he continued on his way with a friendly wave.

Hmm...I was confused. It didn't seem to work on him at all. I continued toward town, and came to a stoplight. There was an old woman crossing the street in front of me, walking her dog. I pushed the button on the remote and she stopped in the middle of the street and said, "What do you want me to do?" I said to her, "Turn around and go back" and then pushed OFF.

She did exactly as she was instructed, and as I pulled away from the corner, she was standing there waiting for the light to change again, as if nothing had happened. I realized then that maybe the remote only worked on women.

I had some more fun around town. I went into the grocery store and saw a nice looking woman in a short skirt in the canned goods aisle. I walked up close to her, and pushed the remote button. She said, "What do you want me to do?" I said "Hike up your skirt and bend over so I can see your ass." She did. And she stayed that way until I told her to stand back up. I told her to pull her skirt back down and pushed the OFF button and walked away. She selected a can of green beans from the shelf and continued her shopping.

I used the remote to make the cashier give me $100 change for a $10 purchase. I took the $100 to the store manager and explained that there had been a mistake. He thanked me profusely for being so 'honest' and gave me a couple of nice ribeye steaks for my trouble.

When I walked out of the store, there was a pretty blonde woman in a convertible sitting at the corner waiting for the stoplight to change. I pushed the button as I approached her car, opened the passenger door and got in. I told her to drive me to the nearest parking ramp. As she was driving me there, I told her to unbutton her blouse to the waist and remove her bra from under her shirt. She had nice round breasts - not too big, but very well formed.

I reached over and groped her tits while she drove. I hung her bra from the rear-view mirror. She seemed not to notice. She pulled into the parking ramp and parked in a spot a little ways away from the nearest car. I leaned my seat back and told her to give me a blowjob. Without hesitation, she leaned over and unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock.

Now I don't have the longest dick in the world, its about 8 inches, and women tell me its pretty thick. I don't go around comparing it in the locker room, but I can usually satisfy a woman, and that's good enough for me.

This chick drank in my shlong like it was water and she was dying of thirst. She licked me from tip to base, and back again. She sucked hard on the head of my cock. Then she slowly slid my cock into her mouth all the way down to the base. I swear I could feel her tonsils! No woman had ever done that to me before. This woman knew what she was doing. She worked over my tool with gusto.

I was still experimenting, so I grabbed a handful of her bleached-blonde hair and pulled her mouth off my dick. She did not resist. I held her head there, and she just hovered over my stiff cock, mouth open. I put my tool back in her mouth and pushed her head down over it, all the way to my balls and held it there.

When I let go of her hair, she continued sucking me off. I determined that I could do anything I wanted to this woman. She was completely under my control. I told her to hum "Jingle Bells" while she sucked my cock, and she started humming away. I told her to rub my wet cock on her nipples, and she did that too. 

Then I told her I was ready to come. I told her to make me come in her mouth as quickly as possible, and that she should swallow it all. She went to work vigorously on me - sucking hard on my meat, pumping and twisting with one hand and massaging my balls with the other. 

I rewarded her efforts by thrusting my hips into her head, and unleashing streams of hot jism into her mouth. She dutifully swallowed every drop. I let her continue to suck me while my dick softened.

After another minute of enjoying her attention, I told her to sit up again. I told her that I was going to leave, and that she would not remember our encounter. I told her that she would not worry about driving around to her original destination with her blouse unbuttoned and bra missing, but that she would get properly dressed again when she got where she was going.

Then I told her that when I closed the car door, she would become extremely horny and have an overwhelming urge to masturbate to an orgasm using the knob on the stick shift as a dildo. I told her that she could not go on her way until she had finished.

I got out of the car and watched as she straddled the shifter and began rubbing her cunt on it and moaning. It sounded like she was rapidly approaching her orgasm as I walked away.

I walked back to my car and drove back home, imagining the possibilities. I suddenly had the power to make women do whatever I wanted. I decided on that ride home that I was going to use the power to set myself up in a life of relative luxury, and take over the town.

I arrived home and Kimberly was still cleaning, naked and singing, even though the house was already cleaner than it had been in years. I told her to get dressed, to stop cleaning and cook up the steaks I had gotten from the grocery store. I told her when I pushed the OFF button, we would have dinner, and then she would pack her things and leave. She would go to her mother's house and remember that we had a huge fight, and that she decided to break up with me. She would never want to speak to me again. 

We ate in pretty much silence, and when she had finished, she cleaned up the dishes, packed her few belongings and drove off without a word.

When she was gone, I started formulating my plan. First I called the realty company. "Hi, I'm interested in selling my house. Are there any realtors available to stop by tonight and meet with me? I'd like to have a woman represent my house, I think they do a better job than men."

The receptionist said sure, they'd send Brenda out right away. I gave them the address and hung up. 

How I Became Mayor Ch. 02



BACKGROUND

I used to be one lazy SOB. A little overweight, not very motivated, and well, slovenly. All of that changed when one afternoon when I was plopped on the sofa and the TV remote quit working. If you knew me then, you would know how much this pissed me off. I got up and changed the batteries, but the damn thing still didn't work. SO I took off the cover and started messing with the insides. (I am a plumber by trade, so I had no idea what the hell I was doing in there.)

Well I messed around with it for a few minutes, using some of my plumbing tools, then got pissed off and threw it. "Piece of shit!!" I yelled. I went over and picked it up and put the cover back on it. As I was stupidly pointing it at the TV and pushing the useless buttons, my girlfriend Kimberly walked in.

She was short, plump, and not all that pretty, but she usually put up with my shit, and didn't yell when we argued, so I kept her around. She said, "What are you bitching at now?"

"The goddamn remote is busted! Look!!" I pushed one of the buttons.

She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I was pissed. "Fuck you!" I said. "You can suck my dick, you bitch!"

No one was more shocked than I was when she walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and started sucking my cock.

Chapter 2 - The Real Estate Agent

Brenda was tall and thin, and probably 30 years old. She was around 6 feet tall with long legs and small breasts. Her light skin contrasted with her dark brown hair. She was dressed in a dark business suit and skirt, with a loose white blouse and high heels. She was very pretty, if a little to stiff and formal.

I opened the door and pressed the button on the remote. She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I said, "Come in and take off all of your clothes. Just leave them in a pile next to the door." Then come over to the table and have a seat." She did exactly as I said.

Brenda's hair was straight and shoulder-length. She had full lips and straight, white teeth. Her small breasts were very perky and her brown nipples stood out proudly, pointing upward toward the ceiling. Her dark pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a heart-shape around her bare pussy. She had a small firm ass, and a scar on one knee from what must have been surgery.

When we were sitting at the table, I gave her instructions, "You and I are going to talk about selling my house. While we are discussing it, you will not be aware that you are naked. You will do anything necessary to sell my house for the best price possible, even if you have to fuck the buyer on the kitchen table and eat out his wife to close the deal."

I continued, "While you are selling my house, you will find me another house to buy. It will have to be at least twice the value of this house, and owned by a single woman. I will handle the negotiations, and you will not be surprised at the low price I am able to command."

"Now answer some questions for me. Are you married?"

"Divorced"

"Children?"

"None."

"Seeing anyone?"

"Not lately."

"Good. You are going to help me a lot in the next few weeks. If I need you for something I will call you and you will act on my instructions immediately. I am your most important customer until I have finished moving into my new house. You will also think of me as the sexiest man you know, and it will give you great satisfaction to pleasure sexually me whenever I ask. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Good." I pressed the OFF button. Brenda's eyes came back into focus. She looked up at me with a big smile and said, "Well how about you give me a tour and I'll take some pictures. If we hurry, we can still get the listing on the Internet tonight, and I might have to blow the newspaper editor, but we'll get it in Saturday's paper, too."

As I walked around the house, stark-naked Brenda snapped some pictures and made some notes. When we got back to the kitchen table, she typed everything into her laptop and uploaded the listing and photos to the internet, then she called the newspaper and browbeat them into adding the listing to the Saturday paper.

Then she sat down and started looking for a new house for me. When she had selected a few, she turned the laptop around to me so I could browse through them. As I started looking at them, she came over and sat on the table next to the laptop. Without looking up, I reached over between her legs and started gently rubbing her pussy lips with my index finger.

She leaned back a little and said, "Mmmmm, that feels nice. Damn you are a sexy man. Is there anything I can do to get your attention away from that screen for a few minutes?"

Without looking up, I said, "Why don't you just lay here on the table and play with yourself for a few minutes while I look at these, then I will have you make some appointments for us to see them tomorrow."

I could hear her soft moans as I read through the listings. I chose a few houses that looked very nice, and according to Brenda's realty information, seemingly unattached women were offering them for sale. When I looked up from my work, Brenda had one finger buried in her ass and one in her pussy, while she rubbed her clit with the other hand. She was obviously enjoying herself, but was not too vigorous, just enjoying the sensations, it seemed.

I told her to get up off the table, and I stood up as well. I had her kneel and unzip my pants and suck my cock until it was hard. Her full lips felt great on my tool, and she had obviously had some practice at felatio. She knew what she was doing, and I was rock-hard in no time. I said she needed to call and make those appointments so we could walk through the houses I had selected, so she took out her cell phone and started to make the calls.

I stood behind her as she dialed with my boner still at attention. I gently pushed her forward as she leaned over the table and rubbed her wet pussy with the tip of my penis. She shivered as the head of my cock brushed her clit. I started working my way inside her pussy as she talked on the phone - she was very tight, so I worked slowly. She gasped as I finally got all the way in.

I stood there still for a moment, with my hard cock buried balls-deep in her cunt, while she finished making the appointment for the showing. She hung up, and I started slowly sliding out of her. When only my circumcised head was still inside her, I said, "Keep making your calls, I find it very sexy to fuck you while you are on the phone." Then I slowly started sliding back inside her, all the way to the hilt.

She moaned softly and said, "I'll try." She took three tries to dial the next number. She called her secretary and gave her the listings we wanted to see. In between gasps and moans, she told her to make the appointments for tomorrow, and call her back with the schedule. When she hung up, I thrust inside her suddenly, which earned me a sharp gasp from Brenda.

"My god, that feels so good." She breathed. Her pussy was tight and wet, and I increased the tempo of my thrusts, still using the full length of my tool. She spread her legs farther apart and braced herself against the table as I worked in an out of her. She leaned on the table with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other. Her moans were becoming louder and longer, and I could feel her pussy start to contract.

"Ooooooo my goooodd!" she wailed as she came. Her arm gave out and she lay facedown on the table, legs shaking as her orgasm vibrated through her. I drove my cock to the hilt in her and rode it out, gripping her hips and holding her tight ass against my stomach.

As it subsided, I pulled my cock out of her pussy with a "plop", and worked my thumb in and out of her wetness. When it was covered in her juices, I slowly began working it into her tight little asshole. She lay bent over the table, moaning as her butt opened up to me. When my thumb was fully inside her, I once again mounted her pussy with my hard cock, this time, working both her holes at the same time.

She squirmed and moaned loudly as I pumped in and out of her. She came again, wailing as she shuddered with pleasure. I could feel my orgasm building in my balls. After a few more quick strokes, I grabbed her hips with both hands and thrust deep inside her cunt. My cock blasted wads of hot cum into her deepest parts as she moaned with pleasure.

She slid herself off my cock, and athletically slid to her knees to lick and suck my cock clean as I leaned against the table for support. Once she had cleaned away all of our combined juices from my softening dick and balls, she stood up and embraced me. She said, "That was awesome. You are the best fuck I've ever had."

I put both hands on her ass and pulled her tight to me. I said, "You just worry about getting me into a new house, and there can be plenty more where that came from, Brenda."

She smiled at me for a moment; then her phone rang and her secretary gave her the schedule of showings for tomorrow. Brenda made arrangements for an Open House to show my place on Saturday, and hung up.

I had an idea, so I pushed the button on the remote and gave Brenda instructions to wake me every 2 hours during the night and suck my cock hard so we could have sex in a different position every time. She could choose the position, but never the same one twice until sunrise.

I pushed the OFF button and headed for the shower before bed. It was a long and very satisfying night. By morning, I was more than ready to head into town. 



How I Became Mayor Ch. 03



BACKGROUND

I used to be one lazy SOB. A little overweight, not very motivated, and well, slovenly. All of that changed when one afternoon when I was plopped on the sofa and the TV remote quit working. If you knew me then, you would know how much this pissed me off. I got up and changed the batteries, but the damn thing still didn't work. So I took off the cover and started messing with the insides. (I am a plumber by trade, so I had no idea what the hell I was doing in there.)

Well I messed around with it for a few minutes, using some of my plumbing tools, then got pissed off and threw it. "Piece of shit!!" I yelled. I went over and picked it up and put the cover back on it. As I was stupidly pointing it at the TV and pushing the useless buttons, my girlfriend Kimberly walked in.

She was short, plump, and not all that pretty, but she usually put up with my shit, and didn't yell when we argued, so I kept her around. She said, "What are you bitching at now?"

"The goddamn remote is busted! Look!!" I pushed one of the buttons.

She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I was pissed. "Fuck you!" I said. "You can suck my dick, you bitch!"

No one was more shocked than I was when she walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and started sucking my cock.

Chapter 3 - Looking for a New House

The next morning we set off to start touring houses. Brenda drove, and we stopped at her house so she could change her clothes. I drank coffee in her kitchen while she dressed and got ready to go. I'm afraid we both looked a little rough after our night of fucking. As most women can, however, she fixed her face, and I must say, looked a hell of a lot better than me.

The first two houses did nothing for me. They were obviously owned by women living alone, and were way too girly. Sure they could have been undecorated and repainted, but I'm a lazy SOB, so that's not what I was looking for at all. Brenda was very apologetic about 'wasting my time' with them, but I wasn't upset. She just really wanted to please me.

The third house, however, looked awesome from the street. I had driven by it many times, and always noticed it. It was brick and stucco on the outside, and a 6-foot brick wall surrounded the property with a nice iron gate in the front. I found out from Brenda as we were touring it that Mayor Thompson owned it.

Thompson was a plump, bitter old lesbian, in my opinion. I'm sure she did a good job as mayor, because the people kept electing her, but every time I saw her picture in the paper she looked like she had just bitten a lemon. She had a considerable fortune, and more than one home. Brenda told me that she was selling this one so that she could spend more time at her lake home, in preparation for her retirement. Perfect!

The house was better than I expected. Not only did it have a gorgeously manicured yard, it had 5 bedrooms, a large recreation room, a 4-car garage, in-ground pool, and a wine cellar separated from the rest of the basement. I couldn't imagine a better place for me to live. Brenda was very excited showing it to me. I could see her nipples poking out through her conservative blouse.

We met the mayor for lunch and after a few minutes of pleasantries, I pushed the button on the remote, and both women said, "What do you want me to do?"

I told Brenda to ignore my conversation with the mayor, and to eat her lunch as she normally would. She would remember only that the negotiations went well.

I had lots more instructions and questions for Mayor Thompson. She was planning to retire at the end of her term, but I gave her instructions to step down from her post in one month, and to support me in the campaign as her successor. I decided that sitting on my ass in the mayor's office was a far better job than being a plumber. And I also realized that 3 of the 5 members of the city council were women, so with my trusty remote control, I could do basically whatever I wanted.

I told the mayor that she didn't need the money, so she would sell me her house for the same price I was selling mine for, and not think twice about it. If people asked, she met me when I was fixing her sprinkler system, and decided to do something nice for the community, since she was retiring and leaving, and that she loved the house and knew I would take good care of it.

I also left her with the suggestion that she should exercise more and watch her diet, and that anytime someone addressed her as "Mayor Thompson," she would become aroused and her nipples would get hard. I also left her with the suggestion that she really wanted to help me be mayor, so she would do everything she could.

I pushed STOP when I had finished her instructions. We finished our lunch, Brenda was very charming, and the mayor was very friendly. After we ate, I made the mayor a lowball offer on her house, she negotiated me up to the price I had told her, and then we struck a deal. 

I said, "Thank you, Mayor Thompson," knowing it would arouse her. She smiled. We ended our meeting, and I sent Brenda to her office to work on the paperwork for my new house, and to get my old one sold.

I decided to knock around town for a little while before heading home. I spent a little time using the remote on random women and giving them suggestions to vote for me for Mayor in the next election. I grew bored with this, so I ducked into a local bar. 

The bar was a nice enough place, if nothing fancy. There were a few businessmen in there having lunch and the place was fairly quiet. I was thirsty, so I sat down at the end of the bar and ordered beer. I chitchatted with the bartender as I drank, and had about finished my 2nd beer when a girl came in to ask for directions.

I call her a 'girl' because she couldn't have been more than 19 or 20 years old. She was dressed casually, in hip hugger jeans and a baby-doll T-shirt. I could tell she was wearing a red bikini top under her shirt; it was tied in a bow behind her neck. It was obvious she had a tight young body under her clothes, and my cock took immediate interest in her. She was supposed to meet her friends at a nearby park for some volleyball, but had taken a wrong turn and was lost.

I volunteered to give her directions before the bartender could say anything. I suggested we step outside so I could point out landmarks to her and get her going her in the right direction. I paid my bill and we walked out. As soon as we were out the door, I pushed the button on the remote. "What do you want me to do?" She said with that faraway look in her eyes.

I told her that she would insist that I ride with her so she didn't get lost, and hit STOP. She blinked and said, "Hey, would you mind just riding with me? I'm terrible with directions, and I'd hate to get lost." I agreed, and followed her to her car. Her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail that bobbed as she led me to a white SUV parked near at the curb a few doors down.

Once we were in the car, I hit the button on the remote again. "What do you want me to do?" She said. I decided that since I had nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon, I would spend it with this pretty young thing as my sex slave, while I waited to hear from Brenda.

I said, "Tell me your name."

She said her name was Wendy Harris.

I asked her if she had anyplace to be this afternoon, and she said no, just the volleyball game. I had her call her friends on her cell phone and tell them that she wasn't feeling well and couldn't make it. I told her she really wanted to be my sex slave for the afternoon, that she was looking forward to doing whatever I told her to do, and that she would drive to my house and gave her the directions. Then I hit STOP.

She smiled at me and started the car. During the short drive to my house, I asked if she had ever been a sex-slave before, and she giggled cutely. "No, this would be my first time." So I asked her some more questions about her sexual history, and found out that she had had one serious relationship and a few one-night stands, but nothing nearly as adventurous as picking up a total stranger twice her age in a bar and being his slave for the afternoon. But she was definitely excited by the prospect.

We pulled into my driveway; I decided to see how far she would go being my slave without using the remote on her. I could always use it if I had to, and I would certainly use it when we were finished so that there wouldn't be any long-term lasting effects that might haunt me later. So before we got out of her car, I reached over and grabbed her right tit, which was closest to me. She flinched and looked at me.

I said, "You are my slave, and I can do whatever I want to you."

She kind of giggled and said, "I'm sorry, you startled me."

"You're sorry, what?" I said, looking at her sternly.

"I'm sorry.... sir." she said, and looked away from my gaze.

I said, "You will call me master now, and if you forget, you will be punished. You will also not speak unless I give you permission. Do you understand, slave?"

"Yes.... master." she said, and giggled a little again.

"Good, now get out and follow me to the front door." I took a stern tone, as a parent with a petulant child.

When we got in the house, I led her to the living room and told her to kneel on the floor. I had her take off her shirt and her red bikini top. I then wrapped the bikini top around her neck and tied it like a collar. I made it tight enough that she could feel it, but not so tight it would choke her. I told her this was her slave collar, and that she would do whatever I told her until I removed it.

I sat back on the couch in front of her, and looked her over. She was pretty enough, with blonde hair and bright blue eyes that were probably enhanced by color contact lenses. She was tanned, and had a petite figure and a youthful tight physique. She had smaller, firm rounded breasts that were probably a B cup, which were tipped with small, pink, cone-shaped nipples. She had a flat stomach and a pierced navel.

I told her that my slave needed to be inspected. I told her to stand up and take off the rest of her clothes. She removed her pants, revealing the bottom half of her red thong bikini, and nothing else. She stepped out of the bikini bottoms and revealed a completely bald pussy with puffy lips. She stood before me naked except for her slave collar. I let my eyes roam up and down her tight body.

She was probably no more than 5-2. She was not embarrassed by her nudity or my gaze, but not completely comfortable, either. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other. I told her to turn around, and bend over at the waist. She did, and placed both hands flat on the floor. Her ass was tight, round, and gorgeous. I could see that her pussy was moist as well.

I left her in that position, and stood up and stripped myself naked.

Then I said, "You are a dog. Get down on all fours like a dog." She did. I told her to bark, and she did. I said, "Follow me like a good dog, slave." And I walked to the kitchen to get a beer from the fridge, with Wendy following me, crawling on the floor. I opened the beer and took a deep drink. Then I poured some into a bowl and put it on the floor. She lapped it up with her pretty pink tongue. While she was drinking, I got a cucumber out of the refrigerator. It was about a foot long, narrow at one end and very thick at the other.

I told Wendy the dog-slave to sit up, and she did. I told her to open her mouth. I stuck my cock in her open mouth and she started to suck it. I pulled it out and said, "Bad Dog!" sharply. I grabbed her hair and said sternly, "Open your mouth!" I put my cock back in her mouth, and this time she kept it open.

I rubbed my semi-hard dick over her tongue and lips. Then I told her to lick my balls. She lapped at my balls like she had the bowl of beer. I stuck my cock in her mouth and told her to suck it. She slid her lips and tongue up and down my hardening shaft.

I pulled my dick out of my slave's mouth and walked back to the couch. She followed me, still on all fours. I sat down on the couch, legs spread. She crawled over between my legs and sat back in a kneeling position. I reached over and grabbed her slave collar and pulled her head into my lap.

"Quit acting like a dog and suck my cock, you little bitch!" I said. 

"Yes master." I could feel her hot breath on my balls.

Then she went down on me with enthusiasm. The little slut had talent. She was down to the base of my 8-inch cock and back to the tip. I was deep in her throat and her fingers tickled my balls. Her little hand, slippery with her saliva and my precum pumped at my shaft between strokes.

"Ooohhh, you are a dirty little bitch. You like sucking my fat cock, don't you?" 

When my cock was good and hard, I again grabbed her by the slave collar and made her stop sucking my dick. I told her to lie down on her back on the floor, and I gave her the still-cold cucumber from the fridge. I stood over her, slowly stroking my meat while she started rubbing the cuke on her cunt.

I told her that a good slave would get as much of that cold vegetable in her snatch as possible. She giggled again and licked the cuke to get it wet. She opened her legs and slid the skinny end inside her. She worked it in and out of her soaked pussy until she was moaning and shivering and had about 9-10 inches up inside her.

Then I had her remove her all-natural dildo and lay down on the couch on her back. I picked up her legs and held them straight up in the air as I pushed my dick inside her pussy. She was not very tight and I slid in her easily. The velvety inside of her cunt was still cold from the cucumber dildo, and the chill feeling was intense on my shaft.

I started fucking her with steady, long strokes. She may not have been experienced, but she had natural talent. Every time I thrust into her, she would squeeze her cunt muscles around my cock, and she would let out a little squeal of pleasure when I hit bottom. My dick was still tired from the long night before with Brenda, so my orgasm was still far away. 

I banged her faster and harder until she gripped the couch cushions and shuddered with her climax. While she was still coming down from her peak, I pulled out of her and had her stand up, bending over the seat of the couch, and holding on the back of the sofa for support. I slid my wet cock into her from behind, and started fucking her hard.

I grabbed her ponytail with one hand and her shoulder with the other hand and slammed my dick into her harder and harder. She screamed with pleasure. I suddenly stopped and pulled my cock out of her, and she almost collapsed. "You like it when I fuck you hard, slave?" I said.

"Yes, master." She said, out of breath.

"Beg for it." I commanded, still holding her hair, and rubbing my swollen cock on her dripping slit.

"Pleeeeaaase!" she wailed. "Please fuck me master. Fuck me hard like the slut I am." She wiggled her tight ass against my stomach.

I let go of her hair and sat down on the couch. I said, "You have been a good little slut. You can climb on my cock and fuck me. As hard as you want."

Wendy didn't hesitate a moment. She sat on my lap, facing me, and slid my dick back into her pussy. She worked up and down my cock, forcing the head into her G-spot harder and harder with each stroke. I grabbed her small nipples and pinched them hard. She gasped, and then wailed with the beginning of another orgasm. She sank the full length of me into her, and rode out her climax on my lap.

When it had faded, I lifted her chin and looked into her face. "Are you a good little slave?" I asked?

"Yes master." she panted. Her eyes were bright with excitement - the little slut wanted more!

"Good little slave." I patted her on the head. I then had her get off of my cock and she stood shakily and turned around. Facing away from me, she re-mounted me with her feet braced on my knees and her one hand on the seat of the couch. Her other hand guided my cock back into her pussy. I gripped her tight little ass with both hands.

Her cunt was much tighter in this position as I helped her slide up and down my pole lifting her ass with my hands. Her free hand played with my sac and tickled my asshole as she rode me harder and harder. She was moaning and panting with the effort as I felt my orgasm approaching. 

When I was close to the edge, I ordered her off my dick and on to the floor. She kneeled between my legs and slurped up my slimy dick with her tongue, sucking and licking my cock with abandon. I grabber her hair and fucked her head until my balls finally exploded into her hot mouth. My cum oozed out onto her tits and the floor as she struggled to contain it all. She continued to lick and suck on me until I told her to sit up.

I noticed there were two drops of cum on the floor, so I made my little slave crouch down and lick them up. After all, I was trying to sell the place and wouldn't want to leave a mess.

When we had caught our breath, I pushed the button on the remote and gave her more instructions. She was to rinse off quickly in the shower, get dressed, and leave. She was to drive to the park and join her friends. She would remember not feeling well, but stopping at the bar and using the restroom, and starting to feel better. I also left her with a suggestion that, subconsciously, eating cucumbers would get her aroused, and that sometimes, when no one was around, she would enjoy masturbating with a cuke. Then I pressed OFF, and she set off to shower and dress.

I dozed naked on the couch until she had gone. It was then I realized that I hadn't heard from Brenda, so I decided to give her a call.



How I Became Mayor Ch. 04



BACKGROUND

I used to be one lazy SOB. A little overweight, not very motivated, and well, slovenly. All of that changed when one afternoon when I was plopped on the sofa and the TV remote quit working. If you knew me then, you would know how much this pissed me off. I got up and changed the batteries, but the damn thing still didn't work. SO I took off the cover and started messing with the insides. (I am a plumber by trade, so I had no idea what the hell I was doing in there.)

*

Well I messed around with it for a few minutes, using some of my plumbing tools, then got pissed off and threw it. "Piece of shit!!" I yelled. I went over and picked it up and put the cover back on it. As I was stupidly pointing it at the TV and pushing the useless buttons, my girlfriend Kimberly walked in.

She was short, plump, and not all that pretty, but she usually put up with my shit, and didn't yell when we argued, so I kept her around. She said, "What are you bitching at now?"

"The goddamn remote is busted! Look!!" I pushed one of the buttons.

She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I was pissed. "Fuck you!" I said. "You can suck my dick, you bitch!"

No one was more shocked than I was when she walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and started sucking my cock.

Chapter 4 - My House is Sold.

Brenda was in her office and sounded very excited to hear from me. I told her I was back at he house, and was wondering what was taking her so long. She apologized for the delay, but she wanted to have everything completely ready before she called me. I told her not to worry about it.

She had to put me on hold, so I waited a few minutes listening to the terrible music. When she came back on the line, she was very excited. She said that there was a couple that wanted to know if they could come and see the house later that day. I said that was fine, but that she would have to come over and help me make sure the house was ready before they got there. She agreed and said she'd be there as soon as the paperwork was finished.

I kept dozing on the couch until Brenda arrived. She rang the doorbell and I answered it - still totally naked. She looked a little surprised, but greeted me warmly. I lead her to the bedroom, where I slipped into some clothes, while we talked.

Brenda said, "So, what did you do all day while I was working?"

Without missing a beat, I said, "I picked up some young blonde slut down at the bar after lunch and brought her back here and fucked her silly."

She looked shocked. "You're joking, right?"

I laughed. "Sure I am."

She wasn't completely sure, but she decided to laugh it off.

We went back out to the living room, and I said, "Since we have some time to kill, why don't you give me a nice blowjob while we wait?" I sat down on the couch and picked up the remote.

"I would love to!" She said. She was excited and knelt down between my legs and unzipped my pants and fumbled my limp cock out. She stroke it a few times with her hand, then started to lick it. Her expression changed and she looked up at me.

"You really did fuck someone this afternoon. I can taste her pussy on your dick!" I could see she was upset about it. I pushed the button on the remote. "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you listen to me while you suck my dick." I said. She went back to licking my tired cock back to life. "You know I fucked some random girl this afternoon. That won't upset you, in fact it excites you to smell and taste her juices on my cock. When these buyers get here, you are going to be very flirtatious with the man. You know that if we can get them to have sex with you, we will close the deal. You will do anything I tell you to in order to get the deal done." Then I pushed the STOP button.

"Mmmmmmm..." she moaned as she sucked on my cock. She looked up at me and stroked my wet semi-hardon and said, "I can taste and smell that other slut's cunt on your cock, you naughty boy." She sucked on the head of my cock.

"You like that, don't you Brenda? You would do anything to please me, wouldn't you?"

"Mmmm Hmmm" She said as she slid my whole cock into her throat to the base. 

Just then, the doorbell rang. We scrambled up and got our clothes rearranged. Brenda went to answer the door, and I followed, a few steps behind.

The couple at the door was in their early 30s. They introduced themselves as Tom and Carrie. He was about 5-7 and has carrying a few extra pounds, mostly around his waist. He had dark hair and eyes, and a full beard. She was skinny, and fairly plain, but had a bright smile. Her hair was dyed a reddish color - who knows what color it was originally? She was a few inches shorter than her husband.

Brenda invited them in and started them on a tour. She was holding on to Tom's arm as she laughed and led them around the house. I was determined to get them apart, so that Brenda could flirt with Tom, and I could use the remote on Carrie. Finally, as we were getting ready to go upstairs, Carrie said she had to use the bathroom, and that we should continue without her.

"Brenda, why don't you take Tom upstairs, I need to make a quick phone call. Then Carrie and I can catch up." Everyone agreed, and we split up.

I grabbed the remote and waited outside the bathroom door for Carrie. When she came out, I pushed the button and she got that faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I quickly gave her her instructions. She loved this house and would do anything to convince her husband to buy it. Tom and Brenda flirting excited her, and she found herself very attracted to me. She would try to get Tom to fuck Brenda in order to convince him to buy the house, and she wanted very much to fuck me and suck my cock while Brenda ate her pussy. 

I pushed STOP and said, "Oh! Perfect timing. Shall we go upstairs and catch up?" 

Carrie gave me a much different smile and said, "Sure." She went up the stairs ahead of me, and I noticed an extra sway in her hips as she climbed the steps. For a plain, skinny woman, she did have a nice little ass.

When we got upstairs, Brenda and Tom were in the master bedroom, chatting. Tom was standing and looking out the back window, and Brenda was standing close to him, pressing her breast into his arm as they discussed the view.

Carrie came into the room and sat down on the bed. "I love this house!" she proclaimed.

Brenda looked at Tom and said, "Well, you heard her. What do you think?" She gave him a very suggestive smirk.

Tom looked a little flustered, and said, "Well, there are some things I like, and some that I don't."

I actually felt sorry for the guy a little. He had no idea that he was being forced to buy the place, and that there was little he could do about it. On the plus side, he was about to fuck Brenda's tight pussy, though he didn't know that either. The look on his face was priceless when his wife said, "What do we have to do to convince you, have Brenda fuck you?"

And before he could respond, Brenda said, "If that's all it would take, I'll get the paperwork out." She licked her lips suggestively. Tom could only sputter.

Carrie said, "I've seen the way she's been flirting with you Tom. If you need some convincing, I don't have a problem with it...As long as I get to participate too." She looked over at me. "Why don't you and Brenda give us a minute alone? We'll be right down."

Brenda giggled and let her hand brush Tom's package as she walked toward the door. I followed her down the stairs. We waited in the kitchen. A few minutes later, Tom and Carrie joined us. Carrie was smiling. Tom said, "Ummmm...I think we're buying the house."

Brenda clapped excitedly like a little girl. She ran over and kissed Tom on the lips. Carrie laughed at Tom's embarrassed blush. 

While Brenda was getting the paperwork ready, and going over it with Tom, Carrie sauntered over to me and said, "I'm no good with paperwork, anyway. Why don't you and I go get the party started? As soon as those two are finished shuffling the papers, they can join us."

I nodded and smiled. "Brenda, make sure all the paperwork is in order and then take care of Tom and bring him up to the bedroom."

Brenda said to Tom, "Let's not dawdle. My pussy is already soaked just thinking about it." And she giggled again. Poor Tom was so flustered, he dropped the papers he was looking over onto the floor.

Carrie laughed at him all the way up the stairs.

When we reached the bedroom, Carrie immediately dropped to her knees and started fondling my package through my pants. She got my zipper open and pulled out my tired cock. She started stroking it to life and said, "Wow. You're big!" She licked my shaft tentatively. "Mmmmm, Brenda might be a little disappointed in Tom when she sees yours."

Now, I'm really not all THAT big. My penis is about 8 inches long, and women tell me its pretty thick. I don't go around checking out other guys' packages, but I never get any complaints from women about being too small, so I guess I have a good dick.

Carrie licked my cock a little more, until it was pretty hard, but didn't really suck on it. She stood up and stripped off her T-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. One look at her body and I knew that Tom was definitely in for a treat. Carrie's body was skinny and her stomach was flat, but her tits were small, and flat. She had dark brown nipples that stuck out defiantly from her breasts like two bullets.

Regardless of what I thought of her, she certainly wasn't self-conscious about being naked. She stripped out of her jeans, facing away from me and bending over at the waist to remove them. She did have a small, tight ass and was wearing a lacy pink thong. Her legs were slim and toned. She had a tattoo between her shoulder blades of a winged heart. 

I stepped out of my pants, and pulled off my shirt. Carrie sat down on the edge of the bed, and we heard the other two coming up the stairs. Brenda was giggling. She was obviously enjoying making Tom uncomfortable.

As soon as they came into the room, Brenda went straight over to Carrie and kissed her on the lips. She fondled Carrie's small boobs, and said, "Thanks for letting me borrow your husband. I promise to give him back in good condition."

Carrie said, "Fuck his brains out, I think he could use it. I certainly plan on enjoying myself. This is the perfect way to celebrate buying a home."

Brenda pushed Carrie back on the bed and started sucking her nipples. Carrie moaned with delight as I stepped in to help Brenda out of her clothes. I unzipped her skirt and removed it. She was not wearing any sort of undergarments. Tom was standing awkwardly in the doorway, staring at Brenda's naked ass.

I said, "Tom, if you aren't going to get in there and fuck that, I certainly am."

That seemed to snap him out of it. He started to undress, and said, "Honey are you sure you are okay with this?"

Carrie gasped sharply as Brenda pushed her thong aside and slipped a manicured finger inside her pussy. "Mmmmmmmmmm yes. I'd be much happier if you boys would come over here and give Brenda and I some attention."

Brenda moved down and buried her head in Carrie's snatch. At the same time, she finished removing her blouse and bra and was completely nude. Tom finished undressing too, and started rubbing Brenda's ass tentatively. His cock was pointing at the ceiling; about 6 inches long, not very thick, and curved sharply upward.

I climbed onto the bed and straddled Carrie so she could suck my dick. Brenda stopped licking her clit and sat up on her knees to suck on Tom's cock while still fingering Carrie. After taking his entire cock in her mouth a few times, she said, "I see you are already ready! Why don't you get busy on my pussy while I get back to work on your wife."

Carrie was not a very good cocksucker. She basically put her lips around the head of my dick and licked in circles, and occasionally sucked hard on the tip, but she would not take any significant amount of me into her mouth. She moaned with pleasure as Brenda tongued her clit and finger-fucked her.

Tom moved in behind Brenda and mounted her doggie-style. I could tell Brenda was over-acting with her loud moans as he slid into her, and she stopped eating Carrie. Carrie pushed my dick aside and sat up to watch. Tom slowly worked his cock in and out of Brenda, and I noticed Carrie was playing with her pussy as she watched.

"Is she good, dear? Do you like fucking someone else while I watch?" She was fingering herself and pinching one nipple. "Mmmmmm, I think I'd like to get fucked too. Do you want to watch?"

Tom didn't respond. He closed his eyes, and I could tell he was concentrating on his rhythm and on not coming. Brenda moaned and gasped like a professional pornstar.

Carrie turned on the bed so that her pussy was facing me instead of Brenda. She was still wearing the thong, though it was soaking wet and pushed aside to reveal a nicely trimmed stripe of dark hair above her shaved slit. She used her two fingers to spread her pink lips as she lay back on the bed.

I mounted her, and slowly slid my cock into her incredibly tight pussy. She winced but encouraged me deeper. Obviously she had gotten used to Tom's thinner cock. As I worked in and out and deeper into her tight pussy, she moaned and squirmed as her tiny cunt stretched to let me all in.

Once I was all the way inside her, I did not pause to let her relax. I began to fuck her with long strokes, slowly taking my dick almost completely out of her, then plunging back into her, deep and hard. On every stroke, she would gasp sharply, then moan as I pulled out. She gripped the bed quilt tightly as I drove home, and she wailed her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

I kept stroking in and out of her slowly and gently as she peaked and subsided. I looked up and Brenda and Tom were switching positions. Brenda winked at me as she got up from the floor and laid down on the bed, so that her head was right above Carrie's. Basically, Tom and I were facing each other as I fucked his wife and he fucked my realtor.

Carrie orgasmed twice more in that position, while Tom slid into Brenda and he pumped away on her. Carrie got up and bent over the bed in a standing position, and I fucked her from behind. She had a tight pussy which felt great on my dick, and when she came, i could feel every muscle of her cunt gripping my hard shaft, but i think my poor cock was just plain exhausted.

Brenda started moaning louder as Tom stroked faster and faster. He pulled his dick out of her and blew a load of gooey white cum all over Brenda's stomach. She reached up and stroked his cock, milking more sticky goo onto her belly. Then she sat up and sucked on his tired rod.

Carrie was building to another big climax as I pounded her from behind. I gripped her tiny hips and thrust into her harder and faster. She let out a little squeal and grabbed the sheets as it hit her. She collapsed onto the bed, shaking and moaning with the violence of her orgasm.

Tom and Brenda both started clapping, and Carrie started laughing. I stood over her, with my rock-hard cock still looking for a release. Carrie looked up, surprised. "You didn't cum yet?" she asked.

"No."

She looked hurt. "Don't I feel good to you?"

I smiled. "Yes, your little cunt feels great. I've just had a very long day."

Carrie brightened a little. "Well, I think I'm up to the challenge. Tom, do you think you can keep Brenda busy a while longer?"

Brenda suggested that they head to the shower to clean up and for another round, and Tom, now resigned to the situation, followed her off to the bathroom.

Carrie sat up and said, "God! That was awesome. I've only ever been fucked by Tom until today. A thicker cock makes a big difference."

I just smiled at her. 

She said, "I do want you to cum, though. Let me get on top of you, I'll get you off for sure."

So I lay down on the rumpled bed and she straddled me. First, she sat on my legs and stroked my cock. Then she licked and sucked on the head of my dick while pumping the shaft in her hand. When I was good and wet, she mounted my member and slowly worked her way onto my full length.

Once I was fully inside her, she began rocking back and forth which rubbed the head of my cock on her deepest parts. Her tight vaginal muscles massaged my shaft and she moaned with delight. She rocked harder and faster, and I started to feel my explosion building. She cried out and stiffened as she came again, and I started thrusting into her as I felt my own approach.

She slipped off my cock just as I was about to let go, and pumped my hard slippery shaft vigorously with her hand. She leaned down to lick the swollen head of my dick as I groaned and spurted long jets of cum onto her face. She laughed with delight as she kept stroking my tired shlong until it began to soften.

With strings of gooey cum on her face, she headed to the shower, where we could hear Brenda moaning and Tom grunting. Carrie walked into the bathroom and opened the shower curtain to reveal Brenda bent over at the waist and Tom fucking her from behind. Carrie said, "Hey look what happened to me!"

Tom said, "I'm coming!!"

Brenda turned around, dropped to her knees and Tom blew his load all over her face. Brenda stroked his cock for a moment, then Carrie, with my cum still all over her face, leaned in and kissed Brenda. The two of them were a sticky gooey mess of cum as they stood in the bathroom kissing.

Brenda and Tom rinsed off then, and Carrie and I jumped in the shower to clean up. As she was drying off, I used the remote on her again, and suggested that she liked Tom's cock just fine, and that she would start practicing giving better blowjobs, sucking in more than just the head. I also reminded her to vote for me in the next mayoral election. Finally, I left her with a secret word, so I could reactivate her trance without the remote if necessary.

When we had all gotten dressed, we met in the kitchen again, and agreed to keep our little party a secret. Tom and Carrie both kissed Brenda goodbye and they left. Brenda then called her office to finalize closing dates for both the sale of my old home and the purchase of my new home, and we collapsed into bed and slept through the night and late into the next day.



How I Became Mayor Ch. 05



BACKGROUND

I used to be one lazy SOB. A little overweight, not very motivated, and well, slovenly. All of that changed when one afternoon when I was plopped on the sofa and the TV remote quit working. If you knew me then, you would know how much this pissed me off. I got up and changed the batteries, but the damn thing still didn't work. SO I took off the cover and started messing with the insides. (I am a plumber by trade, so I had no idea what the hell I was doing in there.)

Well I messed around with it for a few minutes, using some of my plumbing tools, then got pissed off and threw it. "Piece of shit!!" I yelled. I went over and picked it up and put the cover back on it. As I was stupidly pointing it at the TV and pushing the useless buttons, my girlfriend Kimberly walked in.

She was short, plump, and not all that pretty, but she usually put up with my shit, and didn't yell when we argued, so I kept her around. She said, "What are you bitching at now?"

"The goddamn remote is busted! Look!!" I pushed one of the buttons.

She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I was pissed. "Fuck you!" I said. "You can suck my dick, you bitch!"

No one was more shocked than I was when she walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and started sucking my cock.

I later discovered that the remote only works on women.

Chapter 5 - Moving Day pt 1

I went to bed early and alone because I knew it was going to be a long day. It still seemed like too little sleep when Brenda rang my phone at 5:30am. "Good Morning, sexy!" she said far too cheerfully, "Are you ready for the big day?"

I wasn't. It had been three weeks since my house had sold. Now all my shit was packed in boxes to be moved. I didn't know where a damned thing was. I had been busy the last few weeks laying the groundwork for my mayoral campaign by zapping women with my remote and planting a suggestion that they would vote for me in the special election - now only 4 weeks away. Mayor Thompson had already announced her retirement, and the city council had moved quickly to schedule the special election to replace her.

Today I had to attend both closing, and supervise the move. The retiring mayor had already moved out of my new house, but I had to get my stuff out quickly so that Tom and Carrie could start moving in. I put Brenda in charge of the logistics of the move, and she had done a fine job. For the last few days, a pair of very careful and efficient Hispanic ladies had been packing up my every belonging - I think they even bubble-wrapped my toothbrush.

I dragged my tired ass out of bed and too a quick shower. The movers were set to begin packing the moving truck at 6am, and the closings were set for 8am and 930am. Now, I had no doubt that the transactions would all go smoothly, but I was very nervous about my stuff getting damaged, and I wasn't going to be happy until I was in my new place.

I had just finished dressing and was cursing the efficient Hispanic ladies for packing up the coffee maker when the doorbell rang. The moving truck was parked in the street, and there were two muscular young men waiting to start moving stuff. I gave them a quick tour of the place, and pointed out things that were especially fragile or valuable. They got right to work carrying furniture and boxes into the moving van.

Brenda came to pick me up at about 730 to take me to the first closing. I was grumpy, but she didn't care. She drove to the meeting, trying valiantly to make conversation all the way, but I was too surly to participate. At the first meeting, Tom and Carrie were there before us, and Tom greeted Brenda with a hug, and Carrie kissed me on the cheek. We all signed the papers, and they left in a hurry to finish packing so they could move in as soon as my stuff was all out.

Brenda led me to her office toward the back of the building, to relax for a few minutes while we were waiting for the second meeting. Her secretary, Jill, came into the small office and asked if I wanted any coffee or anything while I waited.

Jill was around 5-foot-5, maybe 25 years old, and quite striking. She had straight dark hair past her shoulders, a darker complexion, with piercing brown eyes and full lips. Her lithe body had all the right curves, with very nice round breasts and a voluptuous swell in her hips. Her dark-blue business suit was tailored to show off all of her curves. As attractive as she was with her clothes on, I knew she would look twice as good naked. I zapped her with the remote without thinking twice.

I gave her instructions that she would volunteer to help me move after the second closing meeting, and I quickly hit OFF. She looked a little disoriented for a moment, and I said, "Sure, I would love some coffee. The damn movers packed up my coffee maker and I haven't had even one cup yet today."

She smiled and said, "I'll be right back. Cream or sugar?"

"Nope." I said, "Give it to me straight and strong."

She laughed and left the office. She returned a few moments later with a steaming mug of coffee with the realty company's logo on the side. I thanked her and she returned to her desk. I watched her fine ass intently as she walked away.

Brenda and I got through the second closing meeting with the mayor without incident. Once all the papers were signed, hands shaken and compliments given, I stopped by Jill's desk on my way out the door with Brenda.

She said, "Hey, I just got the afternoon off. Do you need any help moving?"

I acted surprised and grateful. "Sure I can use all the help I can get," I said. She had no idea what she was in for.

Jill smiled and said she would come to the house after lunch, and after she had a chance to change out of her work clothes. Brenda gave me a strange look and we left together. 

She drove us over to the new house, where the moving truck was waiting in the driveway. The two muscular guys got out and greeted me with a "Welcome home!" which I thought was nice, and gave me an idea. I sent Brenda inside to change and spoke to the moving guys alone.

Turns out the driver's name was Chip, and his helper's name was Greg. They seemed like nice guys, so I made them a deal. I told them that I wanted to ensure that the job was done quickly and without breaking anything, so Brenda would be giving each of them a blowjob for "proper motivation."

Chip was immediately in favor of the idea, but Greg was a little uncomfortable. I told that if she started sucking his dick and he didn't like it, he could always change his mind. Chip thought that idea was hilarious. Greg smiled and said, "Okay, you're on."

They got to work, and I went inside. Brenda was in the process of changing her clothes, and was standing there in the empty bedroom in only a pair of boy short panties. I walked over to her and cupped her breasts from behind. I rolled her nipples between my finger and them and felt her body shudder. "Mmmmmmm..." she moaned.

I pushed the button on the remote and she immediately said, "What do you want me to do?" I told her that I was going to watch as she gave Chip and Greg each an enthusiastic blowjob and swallow every drop of their cum. She would enjoy sucking their dicks, and would orgasm when they came in her mouth. I left her with the suggestion that if she did a good job on them, I would let her suck me off when she was done, and sucking me off would make her pussy tingle the rest of the day.

I pushed OFF, and said, "Are you ready to suck some dick?"

She licked her lips and said, "Bring 'em on!" I laughed.

I went back outside and the guys were starting to unpack the truck. I said, "Okay, guys, who wants to go first?"

Greg was still a little nervous, so I told him he should go first. He wasn't sure, but he followed me inside. I've never met a guy who could turn down a blowjob. We found Brenda right where I left her, mostly naked, kneeling and ready. Her dark nipples were pointing up toward the ceiling.

I said to Greg, "Just go over there and pull your pants down, she'll do the rest." As he walked over to her, I sat down on the windowsill to watch.

Poor Greg looked stricken. "You're gonna watch?"

I just laughed and said, "Nothing is free, me boy." Brenda started stroking his meat through his pants.

It took him a long time to get his pants down, his hands were shaking. I'm not sure he'd ever had a woman suck him off before. That struck me as odd, because he wasn't bad looking or anything. Maybe he had just never hung out with the right women before.

When he finally freed his cock, it was already rock-hard. He was maybe six inches long, and uncircumcised. Brenda went to work on him right away. She gripped his cock in one hand and pulled his foreskin back so she could lick the sensitive head, while her other hand cupped his balls.

He didn't last very long when she started sliding his entire cock in and out of her mouth. After a few strokes of that, he groaned. I could hear her slurping suction as she worked over his tool. His face turned beet-red, and he actually tried to push her away when he started to cum, but she grabbed his ass with both hands and plunged his dick into her throat. She held on tight while his nuts emptied into her eager mouth. He made a small gasping noise every time his balls spasmed.

Brenda moaned and swallowed his load, while her body shook with her own orgasm. She held on to Greg's ass tightly as her climax subsided. Finally, she let his cock out of her mouth and he backed away a step, almost tripping over his pants. He fumbled his clothes back on, while Brenda giggled a little at his clumsiness.

His face was still red after he got himself together. He looked really embarrassed, and I did my best not to laugh as he stumbled out of the room. Chip was not as kind. We could hear him laughing from outside the house. I went outside a moment later, and Chip was still laughing. Greg had retreated to the truck and was rummaging around.

Chip and I went into the house and found Brenda still in the front bedroom, kneeling and waiting patiently. I could see that her panties were damp, and she was idly pinching her nipple when we walked in. 

Chip wasted no time in zipping out his semi-hard cock, and he walked over to her holding it in one hand. She did not hesitate or spend any time with teasing; she went right to serious work taking it in and out of her mouth. As she sucked, his dick hardened and grew to its full size, about 9 inches and pretty thick. He was circumcised and his shaft was as straight as an arrow.

Brenda sucked that big cock with long wet strokes, taking in as much as she could into her mouth and pumping and twisting the shaft in her fist. Chip started to get red-faced as he got closer to his orgasm. Brenda worked faster and faster, up and down is dick.

Suddenly, Chip grabbed the back of Brenda's head and started fucking her face, hard and fast. Brenda moaned and gagged on his dick as he skull-fucked her, but he didn't even pause. Finally, he gasped and let out a long groan as he spewed his cum into her mouth.

Brenda had tears in her tightly closed eyes as she swallowed her second load of cum, and she moaned and her body convulsed in another climax. Chip pulled his dick out of her mouth and stood there for a moment, just watching the last throes of her orgasm. She fell forward on her face, gasping for air and groaning loudly as it finally passed.

Chip said with a grin, "That was pretty damn good. We'll be done moving your stuff in no time, sir." He winked at me.

Brenda started to giggle, lying on the floor. "Daaaaamn!" She said. "I've never had my mouth abused like that. That was awesome." And she giggled again.

Chip said, "No extra charge, Ma'am." and laughed as he zipped up his pants and left the room, still laughing.

I was pretty horny after watching her suck off two guys in a row, and I said to her, "You know there is one cock left here, and it could use some attention. Why don't you come over here and finish the trifecta?"

She looked at me wickedly, and said, "Whip it out."

As I took off my clothes, she crawled toward me on her hands and knees, like a feline predator. She had a wanton grin on her face, and my dick responded by involuntarily twitching in anticipation.

Brenda had already sucked off two guys and climaxed twice herself. My planted suggestion made her want to finish the job and she was in no mood to fool around with me. She got to her knees in front of me and simply swallowed me whole. She put one hand on my balls and the other hand on my ass and shoved my whole dick into the back of her throat. 

She slurped and sucked on my hard tool while she fondled my balls. I could feel my scrotum start to tighten in anticipation, and I grabbed a handful of her hair and she moaned with pleasure. I used her hair to make her suck me faster and faster until I couldn't hold out any longer.

At the last moment, I pulled my dick out of her mouth and shot my load of jism onto her panting face. She grabbed my cock and rubbed the gooey mess all over her face and sucked the last bit out of me. Then she licked my softening cock clean. I reached down and wiped the cum out of her one eye with my thumb, and she eagerly sucked it clean as well.

I pushed the button on the remote and she again said, "What do you want me to do?"

I told her that it was time for her to get dressed and leave - for good. She would remember that she decided our relationship wasn't going anywhere and chose to end it. She would not be upset about it, and would remember having a great time with me, and no hard feelings. I told her to forget that her face was covered with cum, and not to notice until she got home. Finally, I left her with a secret word, so I could reactivate her trance without the remote if it was ever necessary.

On the spur of the moment, I suggested that she call Greg in about a week, and tell him she enjoyed sucking his cock, then ask him out on a date. The thought of shy Greg getting this call from her almost made me laugh out loud.

I pushed OFF, and said, "I'm really sorry you feel that way, sweetheart."

She blinked and said slowly, "No hard feelings?"

I said, "No, of course not." I smiled a little and said, "After a blowjob like that, I won't be feeling hard for quite a while I would guess."

She laughed a little and started getting dressed. When we were both clothed again, I walked her out to her car.



How I Became Mayor Ch. 06



BACKGROUND

I used to be one lazy SOB. A little overweight, not very motivated, and well, slovenly. All of that changed when one afternoon when I was plopped on the sofa and the TV remote quit working. If you knew me then, you would know how much this pissed me off. I got up and changed the batteries, but the damn thing still didn't work. SO I took off the cover and started messing with the insides. (I am a plumber by trade, so I had no idea what the hell I was doing in there.)

Well I messed around with it for a few minutes, using some of my plumbing tools, then got pissed off and threw it. "Piece of shit!!" I yelled. I went over and picked it up and put the cover back on it. As I was stupidly pointing it at the TV and pushing the useless buttons, my girlfriend Kimberly walked in.

She was short, plump, and not all that pretty, but she usually put up with my shit, and didn't yell when we argued, so I kept her around. She said, "What are you bitching at now?"

"The goddamn remote is busted! Look!!" I pushed one of the buttons.

She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I was pissed. "Fuck you!" I said. "You can suck my dick, you bitch!"

No one was more shocked than I was when she walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and started sucking my cock.

I later discovered that the remote only works on women.

Chapter 6 - Moving Day pt 2

After Brenda left, I supervised the movers for about two more hours, and they were about finished when Jill pulled up in her black 4X4 pickup truck. I walked over and greeted her, and offered my hand to help her down from the truck; she looked very small next to the massive truck. Instead of taking my hand, she swung down from the driver's seat on her own, and landed lightly on the driveway. She gave me a smug smile and said, "Thanks, but I can handle it."

Jill was wearing a pair of tight jeans that were cut low at the waist. A snug-fitting yellow-and-orange striped tank top showed off her large, firm breasts, even though it was modestly cut. She wore yellow canvas sneakers on her feet, and as she was getting out of the truck, I caught a glimpse of a pink and black thong above her jeans. 

We walked up to the house and I gave her a quick tour of the five bedrooms, the rec. room, and showed her the pool. We came back into the kitchen and were met by Greg and Chip. I signed their paperwork and thanked both of them for a job well done. Chip clapped Greg on the back and said, "It's amazing what you can accomplish with the proper motivation, eh Greg?" 

Greg looked like he wanted to hide under a rock, but Chip laughed all the way out the door.

Once they were gone, Jill asked what I needed help with. I knew that the careful and efficient Hispanic ladies would be here in the morning to unpack everything, so I wasn't too worried about that. I said, "Why don't you help me unpack some of the kitchen stuff, and we can find a snack. I'm starved."

She started to look through the mounds of boxes, and I zapped her with the remote. Now that I had her alone, I intended to take full advantage. "What do you want me to do?" she said with that faraway look in her eyes.

"I'm going to play some music on this boom box. When you hear the music, you are going to strip for me. I want you to be hot and sexy as you take off your clothes. It will make you happy to tease me, and you are not uncomfortable being naked in front of me. Do you understand?"

"Yes." she said. I pushed OFF. She started looking around again for kitchen boxes.

I found the boom box and put in a CD with some old-school Prince music. I had heard these songs in strip clubs many times in the past.

As soon as she heard the music, Jill closed her eyes and started dancing. I hopped up and sat on the kitchen counter to enjoy the show. She caressed her body through her clothes for a moment, and then slowly peeled off her shirt to reveal a pink bra with no shoulder straps and black trim. She gyrated around, and then facing me, she dipped her hand into the front of her jeans. Looking straight into my eyes, she slowly brought her hand out and licked her middle finger. I shuddered involuntarily. She was so incredibly hot! 

She spun around away and bent over at the waist, displaying her perfect ass to me. Still moving in time to the music, she slowly pulled down her jeans to reveal her matching pink and black thong and her tanned and toned legs. Turning back to face me, she stepped out of her jeans and kicked them aside. She had a tattoo of Poppa Smurf on her lower left abdomen, right above her hipbone.

She bent down and traced her fingers up her leg from her slim ankle all the way to her thigh. Again she faced away from me and this time she unhooked her bra and removed it. She stroked her extended leg with the bra, slowly traveling upwards until she stopped at her upper thigh right before the tiny thong began. Then she abruptly turned to face me, hands on her hips. Her beautiful breasts bounced slightly after her body came to a stop. She had no tan lines.

She danced over to me and she leaned forward to rub her glorious breasts against my crowded pants. I tried to grab a handful of her boobs, but she danced back over to the center of the room, and gave me a wicked smile. Wearing nothing now but her tiny thong, she bent over again with her legs together and spanked her ass, the sound echoing through the great room.

Very slowly now, she peeled the thong down over her butt and down her legs to the floor. She leg her feet slide along the floor until she had done the splits and her naked pussy was resting on my kitchen floor. She drew up her knees and spun around on her ass until she was facing me again, then opened her legs so I could see her snatch. She was shaved completely bald, and I could see the puffy lips of her pussy. She reached down to her cunt and spread it wide open with her two fingers. I could see it was very wet and inviting.

The song ended, and with her in that position, I zapped her with the remote again. "Now answer some questions for me." I was surprised that my voice was a little rough. My throat had gone dry during her sexy dance. "Are you married?" 

"No." she said.

"Tell me about your sex life."

"I don't really have one. I've slept with a few guys, but sex has never really been that important to me. I'm not dating anyone, and I've been concentrating on work."

"Good." I said. "Here are your instructions, listen carefully. You like me very much. You are my girlfriend now. You are going to find yourself very horny, and you have the urge to explore your sexuality fully. You will enjoy sex with me. You will find satisfaction in turning me on. If there is something you fantasize about, or you have not done and would like to try, you will suggest to me that we try it. You are very comfortable with me and can tell me anything. Do you understand?"

"Yes." She said.

My cock was standing tall, and with this gorgeous creature naked in front of me, was begging for a release. I told her to stand up, and she did. I felt her perfect breasts - they were real. According to the tag on her bra, she was a 36C, and she filled all of it and then some. Her aureole were dark brown, with cone-shaped nipples standing at attention in the cool air-conditioning.

I ran my hands all over her tanned body, and I swear she was perfect.

"Do you like to suck cock?" I asked her.

"It doesn't bother me. It's not my favorite thing." She said.

"Do you spit or swallow?"

"I swallowed once. It was gross. It made me gag." She made a face at the memory.

"Okay, listen carefully. You are very good at giving oral sex. You really enjoy sucking dick. You like the taste of cum, and you like to swallow it. You will work on your gag reflex so that you can deep-throat. You will practice on me at least once a day until you can take my entire length into your mouth. Do you understand?"

"Yes" she said.

"Have you ever had anal sex?" I said

"No."

"Have you ever thought about trying it?" 

"Yes."

"Okay, one more instruction for you. You are interested in anal sex. You get turned on just thinking about it, and more turned on if I talk about it with you. Understand?"

"Yes."

"Okay, then get dressed." I watched as she mechanically put her clothes back on.

I gave her a secret word so that I could get her back into a trance without using the remote, and then I pushed OFF. I paused a moment, then I kissed her passionately. She seemed surprised at first, but kissed me back. When I broke it off, she said, "What was that for?" and laughed.

"Look at my new place!" I said enthusiastically. "We need to break it in right!"

She looked at me for a moment and then said, "You are so right." She hugged me tightly, and I could feel her nipples against my chest. I slid my hands down to her ass and pulled her to me. She said, "I know just the thing."

She looked me in the eyes, with an expression that would have melted ice. She ran her hand down my chest and reached down and unzipped my pants, all while fixing me with that smoldering gaze. She got my hard dick out, and squatted down in front of me. She licked all the pre-cum off the head without ever taking her beautiful brown eyes off mine.

Then she closed her eyes and engulfed me with her mouth. She sucked and licked my cock for a few moments, then stood up again with a smile. "Lets go someplace a little more comfortable and private than the kitchen," she said.

She led me down the stairs to the basement rec. room. On the way, she took off her shirt and bra and discarded them at the bottom of the stairs. I grabbed her a little roughly and pulled her close. I leaned down and sucked her nipple into my mouth. She moaned in response. Her nipple was hard as a rock, and I circled it with my tongue and nibbled it lightly. She squealed and pushed me away playfully.

She took off her jeans, so she was wearing only her thong. Then she pulled my shirt over my head and helped me out of my pants. She pushed me back against the pool table and kissed me hard. I could taste my own saltiness on her lips as our tongues danced together.

I lifted her up on the pool table, and knelt between her legs. She put her feet up on the edge of the table and leaned back on her elbows. I wasted no time in pushing her thong to the side and diving into her moist slit with first my index finger, then my tongue. She moaned and squealed as I probed her pussy with my finger and covered her clit with my mouth. I worked over her cunt until she was panting sweating.

Then I took my wet finger from her pussy and started rubbing it on her puckered asshole. She gasped in surprise, but did not protest as my tongue continued its assault on her swollen clit and I slowly slid my finger into her tight ass. I also put my middle finger into her cunt, and she would squeal with pleasure when I wiggled either one or both.

Finally, she started to buck against my mouth and grab my head, grinding her pussy into my face as her body vibrated with her climax. She wailed and then gasped for air.

When she had relaxed a little, I backed up, and she climbed down from the table on shaky legs. I had waited long enough, and my cock was screaming at me to get inside that hot snatch. She bent over the table and stood on her toes with her gorgeous ass at the right height. I rubbed the head of my cock on her clit and she jumped a little. 

I had to work my dick into her slowly because she was so tight. Her manicured nails clawed at the felt on the pool table, but she begged me to give her more and more of my cock until finally I was all the way inside her. She had another, smaller orgasm as the head of my cock rubbed on her cervix.

I gripped her tiny hips with both hands and began working in and out of her in a slow rhythm. She was still at first, panting for breath through clenched teeth, but soon she was rocking into me with each stroke. I started increasing the tempo as I felt my climax approaching. 

She cried out in surprise when I grabbed a handful of her long dark hair and pulled her head up straight while I fucked her tight hole. I felt heat rising up the backs of my legs crawling up to my balls, and with a final thrust, my balls exploded and sprayed gobs of hot cum into her cunt. Her body shook with another orgasm and we both collapsed onto the table.

After a few minutes, Jill kissed me lightly on the lips and excused herself to the bathroom. I gathered our clothes and put them in the laundry room. When Jill rejoined me, we went upstairs and went skinny-dipping in the pool. The setting sun's fading light made her tan skin and perfect figure even more beautiful as we played in the pool until dark. 



How I Became Mayor Ch. 07



Chapter 7 - The Countdown to Election Day

Jill turned out to be even better than I hoped. Not only was she beautiful, engaging, and fun to be around, she was very organized, savvy, and intelligent. After a week, I decided that she would be in charge of my campaign for mayor. I introduced Jill to outgoing mayor Thompson, and the two of them immediately started hatching schemes. It was exciting watching her work to make me the next mayor.

My main competition for mayor was one of the other council members, Mr. Trenton Grasso. He was an oily-looking, slick-talking schemer who had been on the council for a long time, and was only waiting for the popular Mayor Thompson to retire. He saw himself as the people's next logical choice.

He was campaigning against me as 'the insider', and labeled me as a 'know nothing.' One afternoon, 3 weeks before the election, I happened upon Mr. Grasso talking to a group of people on the sidewalk. I walked up behind him and heard him call me a "Dumbass Plumber who only knows his way around city hall by following the sewer pipes." I decided that while Jill and Mayor Thompson campaigned for me above-board, I would take Councilman Grasso down a peg or two.

Mrs. Grasso was an easy target. She was coming out of her hair salon, when I zapped her with the remote. "What do you want me to do?" she said with that faraway look in her eyes.

"Get in the backseat of the car." I told her. She obeyed of course. 

I had rented a non-descript car for this mission. I told Mrs. Grasso to lie down on the seat and take a short nap. She was asleep instantly. She was not unattractive. She was in her mid-40s and was carrying a few extra pounds. Her name was Charlene, and she was about 5-5, with her hair dyed dark and an apple-shaped figure. I almost felt bad doing this to her, but her husband was a total prick, and I wasn't doing any permanent harm to her. Certainly not my type (especially since I had Jill), but she had a reputation as a nice person. 

I drove about twenty minutes to a very disreputable part of what we call 'the big city' and parked the car in an alley next to a dumpster. There was a guy named Marvin who lived around the corner from this alley who was a drug dealer, known to exchange small amounts of narcotics for sexual favors. I knew about Marvin from a guy I did some plumbing jobs for, who knew a guy who knew Marvin. You know how it is.

I went up to the door and was greeted by a tall black man. "You Marvin?" I asked. 

He said "Yeah. What ya need?"

I stepped in a little closer. "I have a lady in the car around the corner. I wonder if we can get a bag of pot if she sucks you off?"

He grinned, and said, "Sure, why don't you bring her in?"

I said, "One thing though. I'd like to get a couple of pictures of her face while she's blowing you. Nothing showing your face, of course. Its a digital camera, and I'll let you see the pictures before we leave. Sound like a deal?"

He said, "As long as she knows what she's doing, I won't even notice."

I went back to the car and woke up Charlene. I told her that we were going to get out of the car and walk into the house. When I spanked her ass, she was going to give Marvin a blowjob. I told her to do a very vigorous job, and get him off as soon as possible. I told her I wanted a picture of her with his dick in her hand his cum all over her face. I got the digital camera and led her into Marvin's house.

Marvin didn't even bother to get up and come to the door. He was sitting on his couch, with his pants around his ankles, stroking his long, thin cock, which was already semi-hard. I said, "Get to work," and spanked Charlene on the ass. She went over to him, kneeled down on the rug and took his dick in her hand. She did not hesitate in licking and sucking his knob, making him squirm on the sofa.

I got in close with the camera and got some really high-resolution shots of her with this long black dick going in and out of her mouth. Either he had no staying power, or she was very orally talented, because in about two minutes, four spurts of sticky white jism popped out of his dick and onto her face. I told her to hold very still, and look right into the camera. I got a great picture of her with a big black dick in her hand and cum on her face. She was even smiling a little.

Marvin was kind enough to hand her a towel so she could wipe the goo off her face, and gave her a small bag of weed before we left. When we got back to the car, I told her to put the bag in the bottom of her purse and forget it. As I drove her back to the salon, I told her that she would not remember anything, only that she had lost track of time gabbing at the salon. I dropped her off on the sidewalk outside the salon, and pushed OFF. As I drove away, I saw her hurry to her car as if she were late for something. 

When I got home, I printed the three best photos - two of Charlene sucking that long black dick, and the money shot of her with jism all over her face. I also printed a note addressed to Councilman Grasso that read:

Dear Councilman,

A man whose wife will have sex with a stranger in exchange for drugs should probably not be mayor. If these pictures are not enough proof, check her purse.

Signed, A Concerned Citizen

I packaged up the photos and the note, being careful not to leave any fingerprints or other clues, and addressed them to Councilman Grasso's home address. I took the package to the drugstore a few miles away and dropped it in the big blue mailbox.

I arrived home a few minutes before Jill's big black 4X4 rumbled into the driveway. She came in the house and kissed me enthusiastically. She was carrying a bag from Victoria's Secret but would not show me what was inside. She had a wicked gleam in her eye and said she had a surprise for me.

I followed her upstairs to the master bathroom, and watched her strip out of her business suit as she told me not only about her day at work, but her discussions with Mayor Thompson about the campaign. She told me to strip and join her in the shower.

She kept telling me about her workday as she soaped up my body from neck to knees and washed me thoroughly. Her soft hands felt incredible on my body in the slick soap. Then I returned the favor, glorying in her soft, firm flesh and rubbing her skin clean. I paid special attention to her perfect breasts of course, and she bent over at the waist for me so that I could clean her beautiful ass.

We got out of the shower and dried off. She kicked me out of the bathroom so she could 'get ready'. I went out and lay down naked on the bed to await her arrival.

She opened the bathroom door wearing a bathrobe, which revealed very little. She posed for me in the doorway with the light behind her she looked like a goddess, and then she slowly sauntered over to the side of the bed.

Jill looked me in the eye with that wicked gleam again and dropped the bathrobe to the floor. She was wearing a yellow lacey demi-bra, which displayed her 36C tits as if they were resting on a shelf. The yellow fabric contrasted with her tanned skin in the low light of the bedroom, and I could see the dark outline of her nipples through the lace. She was also wearing matching yellow lace bikini panties which rode low on her hips and displayed her shaven pussy proudly. 

She stood posing for me with one hand on her hip for a moment, then, without a word, she knelt next to the bed and took my semi-hard cock into her mouth. She sucked on it until it was fully hard, and then began teasing me by licking up and down the length of my shaft. She began talking to me between licks, "I want something from you tonight." I tried to respond but I couldn't make a word.

"I want you in my ass tonight." She took all of my cock in her throat with one smooth motion. When she came up for air she looked me in the eye and said, "No one has ever fucked my ass before. Can you do that for me? Will you fuck my ass? Please!?" She looked hopeful; as if there was a chance I would say no.

All I could do was nod and gurgle as she stroked my cock. She smiled and said, "Good." and sucked on me some more. She was really skilled at making my dick feel incredible without making me cum. I think if she put her mind to it, she could blow me all night and never let me climax. She was that good.

After a few more minutes, I motioned for her to stop, and switched places with her. Now she was lying on the bed on her back, and it was my turn to tease her. I got a small dildo and some lube out of the drawer in the nightstand and laid them on the bed. She watched me with great interest. I could tell she was both nervous and excited by our new adventure.

I started slowly, encouraging her to relax, and gently exploring her perfect body with my hands. I rubbed her nipples to attention through the yellow fabric of her bra, and I could feel the moisture and warmth from her shaved pussy through her lace panties. I slowly pulled the yellow bikini underwear down her legs, and set them on the bed next to us. 

I decided to return her oral favors - I slowly licked her pussy lips and her clit, but only to relax her and make her body feel good, not to bring her to climax. She moaned and squirmed on the bed, her body begging for more, but I did not relent. I licked the vibrator to get it wet and slowly inserted it into her pussy without turning it on, and worked it slowly in and out of her as I licked her clit gently. Her body jumped every time my tongue touched her sensitive area.

She was very relaxed after a few minutes of this treatment. I spoke to her softly, asking her to roll over on her stomach. When she did, I rubbed and massaged her perfect ass, and planted wet kisses up and down her legs and lower back. Gently and gradually I encouraged her legs apart and rubbed her pussy and clit from behind her. Her smooth bare skin was slick with my saliva and her juices. I rubbed some or the slick juices up to her pink asshole.

She tensed when my finger pressed against the tender flesh. I spoke to her soothingly, saying to relax and promising not to do anything without warning her first. She sighed and I felt her will herself to relax. I kissed her luscious butt cheeks some more before rubbing more of her slickness up to her pucker.

This time, she did not tense or jump as I gently rubbed my finger around her tight little asshole. I gently spread her cheeks apart with my hands and licked her tangy flavor from her ass, and she giggled nervously, but did not tense.

She said aloud, "Oh my God, you just licked my butt hole," and erupted into a fit of laughing. I joined her in laughter, and that seemed to take away all of her nervousness. She kissed me on the mouth, I think just to show me she wasn't grossed out by my oral attentions, then she composed herself and got back into a comfortable position - knees apart, ass up, head down, resting on her elbows.

This time I used some of the lube on my finger and rubbed it on her asshole. I said softly, "I am going to put it inside you, very slowly. Tell me if it gets uncomfortable, and I will stop." I gradually increased the pressure until my index finger started to slide in. She gasped at first, but did not say anything, so I continued until I was in up to the first knuckle in her tight little asshole.

Once there, I stopped for a moment and asked if she was all right. She said, "Yes. Fine." I didn't press any further in just yet. Instead, I gently wriggled my finger, working it in slow circles to help loosen her sphincter muscles and prepare her for my fat cock. At the same time, I used my other index finger to trace the same gentle circles around her clit. She moaned with pleasure, and I slid my finger further into her ass.

When it was all the way inside her, I continued to wriggle it and applied more lube. She gasped when the cool wet lubricant dripped onto her hot pucker, then moaned again as I slowly worked my finger out and back into her ass.

She asked me to stop a moment, while she lowered her ass a little to get her knees farther apart. I took advantage of this break to apply some lube to the small vibrator. It was a little thicker than my finger, but only about have the width of my cock. When she was again comfortable, I gently pressed the tapered point of the dildo against her waiting asshole. There was much less resistance as the smooth surface of the vibrator worked past her sphincter and into her depths.

I spoke to her softly the whole time, telling her to relax, and describing how beautiful her ass was and how sexy it was to see the dildo inside her butt hole. After a few slow strokes in and out of her tight hole, I inserted it most of the way inside her, and turned on the vibration.

She gripped the bedspread and cried out as she came. Her orgasm took her completely by surprise. I continued to work the slender humming dildo in and out of her as her climax passed. "Wow, that was intense," she said, panting.

I worked one, then two fingers into her dripping pussy and gently massaged her G-spot until she had another orgasm that shook her whole body and left her sweating.

"Are you ready for my cock now?" I asked her when her second climax had passed.

"Yes," she said breathlessly. "I want you in me."

I switched off the vibrator and pulled it slowly from her asshole. Then I added a few more drops of lube to her and rubbed some on the head of my throbbing cock. I took up position behind her on my knees and rubbed my cock from her swollen clit all the way back to her ass. She shuddered.

She gasped and moaned loudly as I slowly worked my cock into her ass. She sounded like an animal grunting and encouraging my further inside her until finally my cock filled her completely, and my balls were pressed against her pussy from behind.

"I'm all the way in you, baby." I said.

"You feel so good. I'm so full of cock! Please start slow." She said.

I did. I slowly pulled my cock out until only the circumcised head was inside, then reversed direction until I was all the way in again. Jill was moaning and writhing on under me like a woman possessed.

"Again!" she gasped between clenched teeth. I repeated the motion, a little faster this time. She wailed and bucked her hips against me. When I was once again buried to the hilt in her ass, she wriggled her butt against me, begging for more.

I started a slow rhythm, long strokes in and out of her incredible tight asshole. She screamed and begged me to go faster, and I gradually increased speed, until I was pumping in and out of her ass like a porn star and she was screaming into yet another orgasm. I could not hold back any more as her ass spasmed around my cock and I shot stream after stream of hot cum into her bowels. She fell forward onto the bed and we lay together in a heap, my softening cock still inside her.

When we were able to catch our breath, she excused herself to the bathroom to clean up a little, and invited me back to once again shower with her. She soaped and scrubbed my cock, and then turned around and started rubbing her ass against me. My dick started to grow again. She giggled and said, "I don't want my pussy to feel left out."

Her cunt was still slippery and wet and I slid in easily from behind. She squirmed against me and groaned as I started fucking her. There was no starting slow this time, she wanted it hard and fast, and I was more than willing to give it to her. With each stroke, some water would splash up from between us and onto her back. The sight of my cock pistoning in and out of her really turned me on, as did her moans echoing in the bathroom.

She braced herself against the shower wall, but I grabbed her arms and pulled the behind her, using them for leverage so I could fuck her even harder and faster. This also allowed me to keep her upright in the slippery shower when she had another knee-wakening orgasm.

She bent all the way forward and put her hands flat on the shower floor. The hot water collected her dark hair around her face as I hammered her from behind. With her in this position I fucked her with total abandon until finally I felt that warm feeling in the backs of my calves tat spread all the way up to my ass and into my balls. They erupted with another load of hot jism, filling her cunt as I howled and struggled to keep from falling over.

Jill slipped off of my dick and sat down on the shower floor. She looked up at me through the streaming water like a mythical mermaid with her wet hair down almost to her hard nipples and a lustful but satisfied look in her eyes.

We finished showering and dried each other off with fresh fluffy towels. We climbed into bed still naked and she kissed me lightly and said, "Thank you" before snuggling her firm body against me and drifting off to sleep. 



How I Became Mayor Ch. 08



BACKGROUND

I used to be one lazy SOB. A little overweight, not very motivated, and well, slovenly. All of that changed when one afternoon when I was plopped on the sofa and the TV remote quit working. If you knew me then, you would know how much this pissed me off. I got up and changed the batteries, but the damn thing still didn't work. SO I took off the cover and started messing with the insides. (I am a plumber by trade, so I had no idea what the hell I was doing in there.)

Well I messed around with it for a few minutes, using some of my plumbing tools, then got pissed off and threw it. "Piece of shit!!" I yelled. I went over and picked it up and put the cover back on it. As I was stupidly pointing it at the TV and pushing the useless buttons, my girlfriend Kimberly walked in.

She was short, plump, and not all that pretty, but she usually put up with my shit, and didn't yell when we argued, so I kept her around. She said, "What are you bitching at now?"

"The goddamn remote is busted! Look!!" I pushed one of the buttons.

She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"

I was pissed. "Fuck you!" I said. "You can suck my dick, you bitch!"

No one was more shocked than I was when she walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and started sucking my cock.

I later discovered that the remote only works on women.

Chapter 8 - I need a personal Trainer

It was two weeks until the election when my main rival, Mr. Trenton Grasso, made a 'surprise' announcement that he was dropping out of the Mayoral race and resigning from the city council to tend to some 'personal issues' and 'spend more time with his family.' With the support of outgoing Mayor Thompson, and with the help of my special remote control, I was not only a shoe-in to win the election, but I was almost guaranteed the job for life.

Jill was on the rag, and while she was very enthusiastic about sucking my cock and swallowing my cum, I was looking for some new action until her sweet pussy was back in the game. 

For a while I had been noticing a little 'middle-age spread' in my belly when I looked in the mirror, and that morning I decided to go and do something about it, so I got up and went in search of a personal trainer. I looked in the phone book, but none of the ads caught my eye. So I pulled up the Internet on my computer and found an ad for Alicia Brown, who, according to her website, had a small private gym which was located between my new house and city hall. I called to see if she was available.

The phone was answered by a very cheerful woman, who turned out to be Alicia herself. She had a very nice southern accent and an infectious laugh. She told me that in fact she had had a cancellation this morning and was available to meet me right away if i could. I said it was perfect timing.

There was a small headshot photo of her on the website, but it did not do her justice. I arrived at her address a half-hour later wearing a sweatsuit and sneakers, and she was there to greet me at the door. She was tiny, maybe 5-1 and of course very fit. I would guess that she was maybe 25 years old, and had lightly tanned skin and a sprinkle of freckles across her nose. Her smiling face was framed by straight blonde hair that was cut short, and her bright blue eyes sparkled as she welcomed me in.

She spent a few minutes with small talk, and then she showed me around the facility. There was an area with small free weights, a few treadmills and climbing machines, and an area with a mat on the floor and a wall of mirrors. Alicia explained that her workouts were geared toward the individual's 'fitness goals' and were designed not to be too strenuous. She told me flat out that if I wanted to be a 'musclehead' that this was not the place for me, and there were plenty of other gyms in town.

We were standing in front of the mirror wall, and I told her that I had not liked what I saw in the mirror lately. She said, "Strip off your clothes."

"What?" I said, caught off guard.

"Strip down to your underwear and show me what you don't like in the mirror. Then we can design a program to work on those problem areas."

Well, one problem area was the large bulge in my pants from seeing her tight body not only in person, but reflected in the mirrors. She was wearing a loose black t-shirt that did not cover her tight stomach, and a pair of black shorts that were not tight, but not long, either. Under her shorts she wore white tights.

Oh well, I decided, she asked for it. I took off my sweatshirt and pulled my sweatpants down to the floor, but couldn't easily get them over my sneakers, so I stood there with them pooled around my ankles.

She walked around me slowly and asked me to point out what I didn't like. I pinched the small love-handles on my sides above the waistband of my boxer-briefs and said, "These have got to go." Then I turned around and pointed to my legs and butt, and said "That's not bad, but could be a little better. I am a plumber after all."

She laughed. "I've seen worse," she said.

I pulled my clothes back on. She made some notes on a clipboard, and then took me over to the hand weights. She explained that we would work on a combined program with some light weight training to tone and shpe the muscles and some aerobics on one or more of the cross-training machines. She was friendly enough, but I could tell that she was all business.

She picked up one of the dumbells and demonstrated the first exercise to me. She bent over the bench with one foot on the floor and one knee on the bench, and her back parallel with the floor. Then she started pulling the weight up with her arm, as if she were starting a lawnmower. It was too much for me to watch. Her tight, perfectly shaped ass was toward me, and I couldn't take it anymore.

I pushed the button on the remote. "What do you want me to do?" she said with the weight held in mid-lift.

I was so horny. I had to have this woman soon or I would burst. "I want you to set down the weights and take off all of your clothes." I said. She did exactly as I ordered. I decided that it would be best to keep her under control rather than planting suggestions and releasing her.

She stood in front of me completely naked. Her body might have been carved from marble or drawn by an artist for all its perfection. She was very toned, but not grotesquely muscular. Her arms and legs were well-defined, and her tiny waist and flat stomach made her small breasts look larger than they were. She was perfectly proportioned for her height.

Her nipples were small and standing erect, like two pink cones with almost no areola surrounding them. Her breasts were firm, and her nipples pointed straight out toward me. Her pubic hair was shaved into a very thin strip of light blonde that was almost impossible to see.

"I am going to fuck you. Turn around and bend over the bench so that I can fuck you from behind." She assumed the position without a word. I stepped out of my shoes and pulled off my pants. I didn't even bother to take off my shirt. My cock was at full attention and pounding with anticipation.

I walked around in front of her and had her spit on my cock to get it wet, then I took up position behind her perfect ass, and nuzzled the head of my cock between the lips of her pussy. "Relax your pussy muscles so I can slide my dick in you," I ordered, and I entered her all in one smooth motion.

I stood like that for a moment, my throbbing cock buried inside her tiny cunt to the hilt. With my hands on her slim waist, I began slowly working in and out of her. Gradually I increased my tempo until I was pounding her pussy with abandon. I didn't even try to hold back and nearly fell down when I came. My cock spasmed inside her and cum dripped out of her pussy onto the floor.

I pulled my cock out of her with a 'pop' and sat down on the bench next to where she was still standing, bent over. Her face was flushed, but she had not said anything or made a sound, other than a low gunting each time I slammed my meat into her. I stroked her hair and said, "Squat down in font of me here and lick my cock clean with your tongue."

She sqatted like a baseball catcher in front of me and more of my cum dripped out onto the gym floor. I could smell her pussy juices, pungent and tangy, hanging in the still air. She lowered her head and began lapping up the mixture of our fluids from my softening cock. While I was enjoying her attentions, I realized two things. First that I wasn't nearly satisfied by that quickie, and wanted more, and second that the door to the gym was unlocked and someone could walk in at any time.

"Alicia, go out and lock the door, then come right back." I ordered. She rose gracefully and walked out to the front area, stark naked and not caring. I heard the lock click and she strolled back in.

"Now Alicia, I'm going to ask you some questions, and I want you to answer them absolutely truthfully. Do you understand?"

"Yes." 

"Good. Did you like getting fucked by me?" I asked.

"Yes, I did."

"Did you orgasm?"

"No."

"I see." I paused for a moment. "Would you like to orgasm?"

"Yes, I would."

"I want you to lay down on this bench on your back and masturbate. Use your fingers to massage your clit and finger-fuck youself, but you will not orgasm until I tell you to. Understand?"

"Yes." She said as she stepped toward the bench. She lay down on her back with her feet on the floor, and immediately sank two fingers into her wet pussy with her right hand. Her left hand went to her left breast and began teasing and pinching her small pink nipple.

I said, "Have you every masturbated in the gym before?" I'm not sure what prompted me to ask the questions, but she answered yes.

"I want your inhibitions to drop away. You are free to explore your body as if no one were watching. Does it excite you to have me watching you play with yourself?"

"MMMMMmmmm...yes." She moaned and gasped as her fingers brought her more and more pleasure. Her back arched as she squirmed on the weight bench. Her two fingers had become three fingers, and they were noisily working in and out of her cunt as I watched. I could tell she was getting close to cumming. I had a cruel idea.

"Are you close to cumming?" I asked?

"Yesssss...." she panted.

"Stop what you are doing. Fold your hands on your stomach." I was a little surprised that she obeyed immediately. I could tell by her quivering legs, however, that her body was not pleased with the interruption. "I am going to ask you three questions, and you will answer them. Once you have answered my questions, I will allow you to continue until you cum. The first question is, would you like me fuck you again?"

"Yes, please." she said hurriedly.

"Second question: Do you like getting fucked in your asshole?"

"I...I've never done that. I don't know."

"Okay, third question, then I will let you cum. What is your favorite position to be fucked?"

"Doggie Style." She answered without hesitation.

"Good. Okay, you may masturbate for me again, but first, I am going to stick my finger up your tight asshole so I can feel you cumming." I stuck my finger into her pussy to get it wet - she was soaking - then I slowly inserted it into her pucker until it was in up to the knuckle. "Play with your pussy. Cum for me while I watch. Don't be afraid to moan, no one will hear you."

She wasted no time. Her body bucked on the weight bench as she finger-fucked herself with one hand and furiously rubbed her clit with the other. I could feel her pussy spasm, and her ass clenched tightly around my finger. She let out a low moan and her body shivered with climax. Alicia was panting for breath when her body finally relaxed.

I pulled my finger out of her ass, and sat on the bench between her legs. "Alicia, I have decided I am going to fuck that tight asshole of yours, and that you are going to like it. Since you like doggie-style so much, I will fuck you that way. You are not going to feel any pain from my dick in your ass, only pleasure. When I cum inside you, you will have the longest and more intense orgasm you have ever had. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand." She hadn't quite caught her breath yet. I stood up and straddled her pretty face. "Now show me what a good little cocksucker you are. Suck me until I am hard again." It wouldn't take long. The smell of her sex, and watching her tight body orgasm had already started my 8 inches stirring. 

She was not very good at giving head, but it didn't really matter. Her mouth was warm, and my cock quickly hardened as she sucked gently on the head. Once I held her head and tried to push deeper into her mouth, but she gagged once her lips went past my circumcision, so I backed off. I didn't really want a blowjob, what I wanted was that tight, muscular, virgin asshole.

"Okay," I said, "Get down on the floor on all fours." She did. I spread her ass cheeks apart and rubbed the wet head of my cock on her tiny pink pucker. I slid my dick down and into her still-dripping pussy and pulled it out wet and rubbed it in her ass crack. The smell of her sex was intoxicating. I kept doing this until her ass and my cock were both covered in her slippery pussy juices.

"Now relax your ass muscles completely. Do not tense up." I started pushing my fat cock into her tiny hole. At first there was strong resistance, but once I got the head inside her, it was relatively easy to slide the rest of my 8-inch length into her asshole.

Once I was all the way in, I told her "Ok, you don't have to relax your ass anymore. I want you to squeeze my cock." She did. It was an exquisite feeling. "Good. Now I am going to fuck your ass. Remember that when you feel me cum in you, you will have the best orgasm you have ever had."

I started working my cock in and out of her tight sphincter. After a few strokes, I was moving smoothly so I started fucking her ass a little harder with each stroke. I would slide out slowly until only the head of my cock was stil inside her, then slam it to the hilt. I loved the feel of her tight ass muscles and toned thighs against me as I rammed my dick in her again and again. Each time I buried my dick in her, she gasped with pleasure, and moaned as I withdrew. 

Soon I was fucking her ass so hard, her arms gave way and she waslying facedown on the floor, and I was holding her ass in the air and ramming her over and over with my fat cock. She was screaming with pleasure, and squeezing her anus around my cock on each in-stroke. Her body was shaking and I could feel my climax coming.

When I was finally at the edge, I thrust deep inside her with one last stroke and release a torrent of hot jism into her. Her tiny body shook and spasmed for what seemed like forever as she climaxed over and over, her ass milking more and more cum from my throbbing cock. Finally, I pulled my dick from her and she fell forward onto the cool floor, spent.

"Get up on your knees!" I ordered my slave. She immediately obeyed, panting. "Now clean off my dick with your mouth. Lick up every drop." She proceeded to lick my still-twitching cock clean again. When she finished, there was a puddle of my cum under her ass on the floor.

When I was cleaned up, I sat down on the weight bench and rested while I watched her clean herself up and get dressed. When she was finished, I too got dressed, a little shakily.

"Okay, here is what you will remember. When I push the button on this remote, you will not remember fucking me or even seeing me naked. You will continue to walk me through our workout, and then schedule me for regular sessions, as if nothing happened. You will make sure to vote for me for mayor. Understand?"

"Yes."

"Wait here." I walked to the front door and unlocked it. I gave her with a code phrase so that if I wanted to, I could take control of her again - without the remote. "Oh, and one more thing," I said. "Everytime you lock that door, you will get a warm feeling in your pussy and will have an mild urge to masturbate on this bench. Understand?" 

"Yes I do." 

"Good." I pushed the button on the remote, and she continued on with her demonstrations as if nothing had happened. When she was finished, she had me start with 20 minutes on the treadmill, and then we shook hands and made an appointment for 3 workouts a week to get started.