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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR PART ONE
Date: 13 Mar 1996 23:39:46 GMT
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PART 1
The tall, long-legged girl was confused, but she did what
she was told and finished removing her bra and panties. Her high,
firm tits stood out in front and her nipples grew hard and ready
She stood a little higher on one leg so that her magnificent,
firm-cheeked ass tilted a little to one side, and from the back,
the brush of her cunthair was clearly visible through the space
where her legs met her ass. She was clearly having an effect on
her interviewer for already his prick grew large within his
pants. She looked at it and smiled, knowing that it was a good
sign that the job was hers.
"Very nice," the interviewer said, walking around her. "The
Senator has very high standards but I know he'll like what I
see."
"Then I get the job?" Candice Staunton asked, standing on
tiptoe. Her slight giggling sent ripples ran through her fine
boobs.
"Let me say, young lady, that you've passed part one of the
preliminary interview with flying colors!" said the interviewer,
not taking his eyes for a moment off her beautiful body.
"What's part two?" Candice asked, pursing her lips pertly.
This interview was getting stranger by the minute. She had come
in to apply for a job as a secretary to the famous Senator, but
now she was not sure her friend had explained all of the duties
that she was expected to fulfill.
"Rather than explain," said the interviewer,
"let me show you." With that he began to unbuckle his
pants. Candice grew curious at this but waited to see what would
happen. She did not have long to wait. In a second the
interviewer had his pants on the floor and was walking over to
the expensive, well-padded leather couch in the corner of the
room.
Candice took stock of him as he sat down. He was a tall,
well-built young man of about twenty- eight. More than just well
built, actually, she thought, as her eyes lowered from the sight
of his well-muscled biceps bulging under the short- sleeved
shirt to a cock that seemed to her to be the largest she had
ever seen. More than just the length, for the cock had risen to
astronomical heights as the interviewer eyed the young lady, but
the width of the cock was astounding! Candice had long, thin
fingers to match her shapely bronze legs, but it would have been
a struggle for them to meet around the head of the huge,
blood-gorged cock of the interviewer.
That was what was strange, she realized. Up until that
moment the interviewer was business-like, almost cold, in asking
her his questions. Now his huge, beautiful cock was telling
otherwise. She felt her pussy begin to drip. She realized what
was coming. Suddenly everything in her went limp. Now it all
made sense--her friends' allusions to "extra duties" in the
service of the senator, the lateness of the hour of the
interview, that they were all alone in the building...
"Come here!"
The interviewer's voice cut through her thoughts like a
knife. Obediently the naked girl walked slowly over to the couch,
feeling her cunt juice slowly seep from the crevice of her
beautiful blonde cunt, her eyes firmly fixed on the towering
cock of the interviewer. It was as if she were in a trance. She
'knew what she wanted to wanted to take that big cock in her
mouth, to feel the head against her lips, to feel the power of it
forcing its way down her throat. She loved to feel a man's cock
in her mouth and throat, and although she had primed herself to
be prim and proper for the interview, it all slipped away and she
felt nothing but lust.
The interviewer sat straight on the couch. Although this was his
job, to "try out" girls for Senator Hughes, he knew from the
sight of the bronze, naked, beautiful girl that was approaching
him that this time it was going to much more than just work. This
time he was going to enjoy it. He watched Candice approach, her
huge breasts rising and falling rhythmically with her ardent
breaths that were Coming faster and faster. He watched the large,
brown nipples perk brown and inviting on the beautiful boobs.
Glancing up into her face, his eyes swept from her beautiful
green, catlike eyes to her full sensuous lips, and as if on
command, her pearly pink tongue slipped from between her teeth
and moistened her lips until they glistened in the dim light of
the office. Then he dropped his eyes past her wide hips to the
triangle patch of blonde cunny hair that framed her cunt. He felt
his prick grow even larger and throb almost painfully. No, this
was not going to be work at all. He wanted to jump up and grab
her and throw her on the couch, plunging his huge member up her
cunt all the way to her throat. Though fuming with desire for her
he knew he could not. It was not the Senator's way. No, the girl
had to prove herself. She had to show that she did not need
prodding or orders. In the high-pressure world of national
politics no one had any time to waste to be romantic.
Candice reached the couch, felt the cool leather against her
knees, and let herself slowly slide down against its edge until
she was kneeling on the rug in front of the interviewer. She
reached out one hand and circled the base of his cock. Though
her fingers were long she could not circle! it. Leaning forward,
she swung her body left and right over his cock so that her
breasts brushed against it. Her nipples felt as if they were
going to shoot off her tits. She looked up into the face of the
interviewer, but there was no sign of any emotion in his eyes.
The interviewer had won many a poker game just on the strength of
those deep, probing, fathomless eyes. No, she had to do it on her
own.
She breathed heavily, still swinging her breasts on his
cock. She began to move the hand on his cockbase very slowly up
and down, squeezing his swollen prick ever so softly, and with
her other hand reached between his legs where she found the
bulging bag of his balls. She began to massage them, and the
interviewer moved ever so slightly to allow her clear access.
Suddenly she realized that this beautiful cock was hers. The
thought came to her and filled her brain. She began to massage
his balls harder now and all the thoughts of the job
drifted away.
Rearing back and straightening up, she pulled his cock
toward her and lowered her head upon it, circling the tip with
her luscious lips. She sucked on it long and hard, and her mouth
was suddenly filled with cock, with delicious beautiful cock. He
put his hands on both sides of her head and pulled her full force
on the length of his member, its huge head pushing at the walls
of her throat. After a few more sucks she raised her head
slightly and began to tease him with little flicks of her tongue
on the tip and base of his cock, finding a fold of skin on the
underside and nibbling it. Her hand could feel the heat rise from
his asshole and balls but his face still was blank.
She sucked harder on him, raising and lowering her head,
forcing the cock into her throat as far as it would go. It seemed
as if the massive prickhead would tear the walls of her throat
apart. But as if possessed by a devil, she continued. Her saliva
dripped from the sides of her mouth, lubricating the entry of the
prick, sliding it in and out of her mouth deftly and
effortlessly. Some of the saliva dripped down the length and
stood like pearls on the interviewer's pubic hair.
The interviewer found it almost impossible to keep his cool
with this beautiful doll sucking his cock. He tried to imagine
it, her mouth passing rapidly from tip to base. He could feel his
prick pushing against the walls of her throat and her gag
reflexes tightening, causing delicious pleasure. He could hear
her slurping and feel her saliva running out of the corners of
her mouth and down his cock. He looked down at her hair, golden
blonde and smooth, framing his crotch like strands of golden
wheat. He could feel his balls begin to bulge in their sac and he
wondered if he could hold out.
Candice was a fantastic cocksucker and she was giving him the
full treatment. She wanted him to break, to come all over her
face. No man had ever resisted the allure of her lips and her
cunt, and she was not about to break her perfect record now. She
sucked him even more furiously, fighting her lips as the passed
the fold of his cockhead, forcing her tongue to whip around the
sides like a dervish as her mouth moved up and down. Her free
hand massaged his balls, feeling them grow larger and fill with
come. She couldn't wait for his hot jism to drip down her throat.
She couldn't wait for his breaths to come faster.
Suddenly, the interviewer could play the charade no longer.
Bending over, he circled her head with his strong, well-muscled
arms and forced her head down on his tool, forcing it, driving it
deep into her throat. There was only about two inches of the cock
left outside of her~throat and he jammed her bead down all the
way, bearing her utter a little moan.
"Suck me off, you bitch!" he uttered in a frantic
whisper.
The sound of his voice turned Candice on even more and she
sucked his cock even faster. She opened her mouth all the way and
leaned forward~ward, aligning her body so that the cock could
slide
easily~ into her throat. The interviewer was almost in a frenzy
from the sensation of Candice's hot, slippery lips and tongue on
his member. He could feel her hair swish against his thighs.
She reached forward and cupped his ass in both of her hands.
Then with one last fantastic effort she pulled him forward and
pushed her head down, taking all of the massive cock in her mouth
and sliding it down her throat.
The interviewer felt everything in him about to burst. His
balls felt as though they were going to go off like firecrackers
and his cock too would blow up. The pleasure of this girl's
mouth was unendurable and suddenly he felt flushed and heady,
the blood flooding his brain, making him feel as though he was
falling or rising or... With the last pull of the girl,he felt
his come rising from his balls and following her lips up the
length of his cock, filling the head like a balloon. With a
mighty effort he managed to hold it for one more stroke, and then
he threw his head back and shot his wad over and over again as
the girl in a frenzy continued to move her head up and down. He
could hear her swallowing furiously, trying desperately to eat
every last bit, but he seemed to fill her mouth and still came
until it dribbled down the side of her mouth.
Candice felt warm inside. Knowing that she had just given a
man the ultimate pleasure always filled her with a feeling of
great accomplishment and power. And knowing that this man that
she had just sucked off, knowing that the come in her mouth was
from a powerful man, an important man, only added to the
mystique.
"Was that good, baby?" she purred seductively.
The interviewer could not answer right away. His breaths
were almost sobs, and he felt as though he was drunk. But he had
been trained to keep his composure even in the most pressured
situations and quickly found his head. "That was quite
satisfactory, Miss Staunton, but, er, do not think that the
interview is concluded."
Candice looked up at him and smiled. She lowered her head
and began systematically to clean the come off of his half-limp
prick. Holding the tip with one hand she twirled it slightly, as
she licked it, loving every minute of the taste! of the
interviewer's come. She really loved the taste. The interviewer
felt her tongue lapping up his jism, and her soft tongue and warm
saliva bathing his prick, and although he had just shot his wad a
few moments before he felt his desire reawaken.
"You have a beautiful cock," Candice purred.
"You could take this cock and fill all of my holes at once
and there still be plenty left over."
"That's just what I intend to do," said the interviewer
matter-of-fact. Candice felt the juices running in her cunt
again. Having this beautiful cock in her mouth had excited her
tremendously but she herself had not come. She had had the urge
to finger herself while she was sucking him off, but she had not
and now felt glad, realizing the meaning of the interviewer's
words.
The interviewer reached down and pinched one of Candice's
nipples hard enough to hurt slightly but also to feel good. She
looked at him. His eyes were now blazing with desire and he
reached down and grabbed both of her large breasts in his hands.
They were firm and solid and molded into his hands like a cup.
Candice moaned very softly. She had always had very sensitive
breasts and this man grabbing them and rubbing them was turning
her on indeed. He kneaded them against her chest in large
circles, then suddenly grabbed her by her sides and pulled her to
him, crushing her mouth in a deep kiss. Her mouth opened and his
tongue found hers and probed deeply into her throat. He could
still taste his come in her mouth. Their probing tongues met and
locked and Candice was on the couch in a minute, one leg thrown
over the interviewer's hip so that her pussy lips brushed
teasingly over his rock-bard cock. Reaching out, the interviewer
grabbed one of Candice's nipples and rolled it between his
fingertips until it was taut and firm. Candice moaned, a
deep-throated, guttural, half-animal cry that burned the
interviewer's brain until he too forgot his job, forgot his
duties, forgot everything except the writhing Candice and her
delicious boobs and her warm wet hole
She grabbed his prick and pointed it toward her dripping
pussy. "Put it in there!" she breathed in his ear, "Fill me up
with your cock."
But the interviewer had other ideas. With his tongue still
deeply embedded in Candice's delicious mouth he deftly flipped
her on her stomach. Candice's ass rode high on her, and now, on
her stomach, the two soft mounds of her buttocks rose invitingly.
The interviewer lustfully grabbed her asscheeks and spread them
apart. Between them, framed by the last bit of blond cunthair,
her bumhole puckered red and flaming. Steam seemed to rise from
the place between her legs. Seeing this, his desire rose to fever
pitch. He was on her in a minute, positioning his huge organ
toward the tiny hole.
"Oh, please be gentle!" pleaded Candice! "Your cock is so
big. It'll hurt so much if you put in there."
The interviewer, however, had no idea to be gentle. This
woman had broken down his cold, stony defenses. He was a good
aide to Senator Hughes, never breaking down or becoming nervous,
even in the most dangerous situations. In fact, it was his cool
that the Senator admired most in him, considered the most
valuable. And now, in the space of a few short minutes, this
woman had done what raging diplomats and threatening gangsters
had failed to do. She had broken him down into a mass of
irrationality and lust, a man bent only on his own pleasure. He
felt the call of the rut deep within him, felt it as he had never
felt it before. Now, with his monstrous cockhead only inches from
the asshole of the lovely girl, he felt no mercy
The interviewer succeeded in getting the head of his prick
into Candice and she let out a cry of pain. "Take it easy,
Lover," she begged. "You're so big. Don't you want to put it in
my other hole. I'm too tight in there. I'LL hurt you."
It's not me who's going to hurt, thought the interviewer. He
thrust forward and rammed another two inches of his massive organ
up into her Candice was forced to spread her legs all the wider
to accommodate the interviewer's prick and each time she did he
fucked her all the faster, ramming more and more of his cock into
her. He could feel the walls of her rectum shake and convulse
with each thrust, and with each{ stroke the girl uttered a
high-pitched shriek. Her cunt juices dripped from her down over
his cock,lubricating it. He whaled into her in huge, short
strokes, a crazed expression on his face. Then suddenly, as if
everything in the world had changed at once, Candice managed to
relax her muscles and her ass became a cunt for him, her
hole gripping him, milking him, the pleasure-pain of a moment
before replaced with only pleasure.
Candice had changed her tune too, for she had relaxed at the
instant that she had come to love the huge organ in her behind.
Her cries were changed to encouraging whispers, "Oh yes, yes, do
it to me like that. Oh, yes Lover, it feels so funny but it feels
so good. Oh, yes, don't stop, more Lover shove more in me!"
If there had been an ounce of resistance possible in the
interviewer before, now there was none. Hearing Candice's
whispering encouragements he reared back for a second and then
rammed the entire length of his gigantic cock deep within the
stretched bumbhole, impaling Candice completely, as on a skewer.
As the last inches of his cock were inside her he felt his come
rise and pour out of him. He shot a tremendous load, pumping
furiously, draining himself with repeated strokes within Candice
s brimming ass. It seemed as though there could never be enough
room in Candice for his huge organ and his fantastic wad, and
come dripped profusely from her asshole, covering his dick and
settling on the fine leather couch. Then, with the last of his
milking strokes, Candice whimpered, stiffened and relaxed, the
two of them still together in the cornhole position, both
straightening and panting, each wanting to stretch and roll over
the floor, but each not wanting to break the embrace of their
heavenly holes.
He took himself from her and rose from the couch, reeling
drunkenly. He walked over to the large oak desk and poured
himself a glass of ice water from the glass pitcher on top and
poured it down his throat, feeling the ice-cold water revive
him and clear his head slightly. Pouring another glass for
himself and one for Candice, he started again toward the couch
where the naked beauty still lay on her stomach, moaning
slightly. She looked beautiful as she lay there, covered with
sweat and come, her hair tousled and wet, clinging to her
forehead and back. Her long legs were behind her and held close
together, as if she was trying to hold each drop of his come deep
within her. Her arms were crossed in front of her face and
her face was buried deep in her pillowed arms. He reached the
couch and putting his water down, dipped his fingers into her
glass and stroked the cool, refreshing water on the back of her
neck. She seemed to revive slightly with this action and turned
her head to him, her luminous green eyes misted, the pupils large
and dark. They did not say a word to each other, and he put one
hand on her face and cupped the curve of her jaw, feeling its
firm shapeliness, and then bent down and kissed her long and
hard. He handed her the glass of water and she raised it to her
wet, parted lips and drank deeply, her breasts heaving with the
rhythm of her panting. Her eyes peeked over the top of her glass,
and again he found himself looking deeply into her eyes and
something moving him and turning him on, and once again
his crotch began to quiver and rise.
This chick is incredible, thought the interviewer, she's
much too good for the Sen... And then as if stopping himself from
having the mutinous thought, he looked away from her and stared
at the rug.
Candice sensed this and raised herself up on one elbow.
"Now, Baby," she purred. Don't be shy now. You've only just
sampled the appetizers. When are you going to get hungry for the
main course?" With that she turned over on her back and spread
her legs wide apart so that her still-wet pink cunt was in full
view. The interviewer looked quickly up into her face and saw the
lust in her crooked smile. He felt his cock reawaken and rise
defiantly of his thoughts, and though he knew the dangers of
forsaking his position as the Senator's subordinate, he once
again only knew himself as a man. He looked down at her feet,
dainty and shapely for a woman her size, and swept his eyes up
the length of her body, stopping at each place and reminding
himself, "That is mine." And each time he stopped he felt his
cock rise another inch toward the ceiling and he knew that he had
to relieve his lust, that he had to stick his tool deep inside
that cunt, and that no Senator or even army would stop him.
Candice knew this. She knew her power over men. "Come here,
Lover," she purred.
The interviewer climbed on the couch in front of Candice.
Before him, opening like a flower, were the puffed pink lips of
her dripping pussy. He knelt over her, savoring the sweet salt
smell of her and began to kiss and lick her belly just above the
line of her cunthair. Candice shifted her long legs onto his back
and thrust her cunt upwards into his face. The interviewer looked
for one short instant and then plunged in, licking and sucking
the juices that ran freely into his mouth and down over his chin,
mixing with the come still on the couch. He rolled his head back
and forth into her, feeling the folds of her cunt. Candice was in
uncontrollable ecstasy, she moaned and undulated, moving her legs
back and forth behind the interviewer so that one side of her
pussy and then the other rubbed against his chin. She put her
fingers into her cunt so that he was eating them too, and then
dripping with jism and saliva, she thrust them in his ears. He
plunged into her like a madman, eating her, sucking her juices,
and then suddenly got up and towered over her. Candice could see
that his tremendous prick stood at full readiness, and before she
could do anything he plunged the blood-gorged member into her.
Candice's legs stood straight out to the side and then
over her head. She moaned "Oh, Baby, that's beautiful, that's it,
yes!" The interviewer worked his cock into her and then rammed it
in full force. Candice screamed with pleasure, clawing his back
and searching out his mouth with hot, hungry kisses. He moved in
and out of her with a frantic motion, pulling out until his
cockhead was wrapped by her pussylips, and then plunging into her
again. She wrapped her legs around him tightly and moved her hips
in a circle, the feeling of her cunt milking him an unbelievable
sensation. The muscles in Candice's pussy began to quiver and
then tighten and the interviewer knew she was about to come.
Priming her with a few short strokes, he rammed his prick in full
length and Candice screamed and went limp in his arms. Again and
again he used the same motion, a few short strokes and then full
thrust and each time Candice came until he felt her come dripping
on his legs and down her thighs.
Then, suddenly, he felt the most unbelievable sensation. It
was as if someone were taking his prick and massaging it,
starting at the base and working toward the tip. He moaned and
looked down, expecting to see his cock out of Candice's pussy and
her fingers around it. It was, however, still firmly lodged in
her cunt. The feeling was unbelievable, unlike anything that he
had ever before known. Time and time again he felt the fingers
running up and down the length of his shaft and he felt his balls
quicken with come. It was Candice. She had learned of a special
technique for control of her pussy muscles anal she was giving
the interviewer the full treatment. Each time she tightened and
rippled her cunt she could hear him moan with delight and she
knew that she was giving him the fuck of his life. There was an
added bonus for her too, for each time she did it, she massaged
her own clit so that she came again and again herself.
The interviewer was almost screaming now. Candice loved to
hear men scream with the pleasure of her cunt. Men were always so
cocksure with women. While the women screamed and whimpered, the
men were always so quiet. Not so with Candice. She could get a
man into a frenzy in a million ways.
The interviewer felt the rise of his come work its way up the
shaft of his cock until it seemed to bulge to the breaking point,
loaded with come. Then Candice tightened one last time at the
base of his prick and moved quickly up until the gates opened
and he flooded her with a stream of come, just as she herself
came too in a scurry of gasps and moans. They just lay there too
exhausted to move. The sweat dripped from their bodies onto the
couch and their breathing was loud and seemed almost
painful. The interviewer could hardly see, much less get up.
There were red, hazy spots before his eyes and his head pounded
from an excess of blood. He tried to raise himself on his arms
but he really wasn't sure whether they would be able to support
him. He had completely forgotten who he was, or where he was, and
was about to drift into sleep when a voice filled the room.
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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR 2/9
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PART 2
Senator Hughes rose as Candice came in. "Please come in,
Miss Staunton," he said, indicating a chair in front of the.
desk. "You passed the first part of your examination. Now we
shall see how you do on the second part." He got up and walked
around the desk.
Candice quickly sat down in the chair. She looked long and
hard at the Senator. She had often seen him on television, but
now in the flesh she found that she was extremely attracted to
him.
"Now, Miss Staunton," continued Senator Hughes, "you are in
a world right now that few are ever privileged to see. You will
be mingling socially with the most powerful men of our time. If
you are good the rewards will be great. If you are not you will
be quickly discarded. Do you understand?"
Candice nodded weakly.
"Good," said the Senator. "Now let me help you off with your
clothes."
In a moment she was naked again and her magnificent body was
having the desired effect on the Senator. He undressed carefully
and when he too was naked she noted that the Senator had a fine,
youthful physique, tan from the sun, with well-developed muscles
from swimming daily. He walked around the room, closing windows,
but all the time he had a magnificent hard-on.
These are strange men, thought Candice, who won't even allow
themselves to feel like men unless they just can't control
themselves any more. Candice also noted that the Senator always
walked calmly and perfectly erect, just like you saw him on
television. She wondered how long it would be until she could
reduce him to a moaning mass of flesh just like she had Richard.
"One of your most important tasks will be the gathering of
top-secret classified information," came the Senator's voice,
breaking Candice's reverie. "To test your talent in this I want
you to take dictation while I try to, er, distract you." He
handed her a stenographer's pad and a pencil, then turned to his
desk and switched on the tape recorder. The recording of the
Senator's voice filled the room. He was making a speech about the
need for a National Health Plan. Candice knew short-hand and
began to take down the speech word for word. She concentrated on
the Senator's voice, when suddenly she felt the Senator's fingers
probing the lips of her cunt. She straightened and tried to block
it out of her mind, trying to keep concentrating on the job that
she had to do.
The Senator, meanwhile, almost chuckled out loud. He had
done this a hundred times before to a thousand willing beauties,
and only a few of them had passed the test. Mostly his finger had
excited them and in a few seconds they had thrown away the pad
and begged him to fuck them. In these situations the Senator had
gotten well laid, but had not gotten a new filly for his stable.
Either way, he thought, glancing up at Candice's full breasts
and flowing blonde mane. Either way, I'm going to enjoy it.
He moved his finger into her deftly and deliberately. He let
his fingers stroke up and down the swollen labia of her pussy and
felt it grow wet and hot with his strokes. On each up and down
stroke he allowed his fingers to brush past the budding, growing
clit, and each time he did, Candice gyrated her hips a little in
answer to his strokes. He heard a small moan come from her,and
wondered how she was doing with her dictation. Glancing up he
could see that she had filled one page and was rapidly filling
another.
"Well," he said aloud. This chick's all right, he thought.
Maybe we'll try something a little more difficult. He got down on
his knees in front of her. Candice kept writing. With both hands
he pushed her knees apart and plunged his face into the
dripping, saltsweet pussy. He pushed the lips apart with his
fingers and studied the insides. The clit was growing now, a
miniature prick, rising out of the folds of the pink slit. The
Senator bent down and placed his mouth among the mounting juices
and the swelling clit. Taking the clit into his mouth, he sucked
on it gently, moving his head back and forth, letting his lips
brush the roughened walls at the base of the cuntlips. The pussy
juice flowed freely down his chin. He tasted and smelled the
unmistakable cunt flavor, half flower garden and half the sea at
low tide.
Candice, meanwhile, was beginning to lose her composure.
Each time the Senators head brushed past her clit she wanted to
grab hold of his head and push it against her twat, to force his
tongue deeper and deeper inside her. The sounds of the tape
recording were beginning to blur and fade with the Senator's
ministrations, and it was becoming harder and harder to
concentrate. She knew that those lips that were now caressing her
cuntlips and slit were the same lips that had addressed the
hallowed halls of Congress, the same lips that had spoken with
the president. The knowledge of this and the sensations of the
Senator's skillful pussy-sucking were driving her wild and both
of them knew it. Candice had to hold out, her whole future rode
in the balance, and yet she wondered how much longer she could.
Her nipples grew hard and erect and her breasts screamed to be
sucked. She wanted to feel the Senator's hot prick up her snatch,
to feel the pressure tearing the walls of her cunt apart. But
still she held
The Senator was not immune either. As the cunt juices
flowed over him, his cock grew hard and ready. The cunt he was
sacking was long past the point it would willingly take his cock
whole, width to shaft, and in his mind he too could feel those
cuntwalls milking him dry. The blood rose in his cock until it
was the most magnificent hard-on that he had ever had. He could
feel it bulge and lengthen until it seemed to be not a part of
him, but rather something outside of his body with a mind
of its own. The scent of the dripping pussy was driving him
insane. And each time he looked up into Candice's beautiful face,
half whore and half angel, he felt the urge to scream, "Stop this
awful charade! A good fucking is what we both want!" But still he
kept on sucking her. A tremendous moan rose in Candice's throat,
and she could not hold it back. "Fuck me!" she screamed- "Stop
sucking and give me what I want!"
It was as if she had read the Senator's mind and screamed
exactly what he too was thinking. No wonder Richard was so taken
with her, thought the Senator. Both of Candice's hands were
occupied, one on the pencil and the other holding the
stenographer's pad. Though she kept up the accurate steno, she
could only think of the Senator's cock and his beautiful,
powerful eyes that had withered so much legislation on the floor
of the Senate. Then, as if in an answer to a prayer, the tape
ended abruptly and her test was over.
The Senator's voice was husky and full of passion. "Your
test is over, Miss Staunton," he breathed. "And as I promised,
now you will get your reward!"
Candice almost climaxed right there when she heard this, for
she immediately knew what the Senator meant. She threw the steno
book aside and tried to stand, but the Senator's face was deeply
locked in her pussy. He nibbled at the inner base walls of her
pussy lips and drank deeply of her flowing juices. Then he slid
quickly erect, stroking his tongue up the entire length of her
body as he rose. When he reached her breasts, he took one
entirely in his mouth and with his free hand tautly grabbed the
nipple of the other. Candice moaned deeply and slid her hands
down the length of the Senator's back, reaching his ass and
cupping the cheeks, pulling them close to her moist, hot pussy
and rhythmically moving her hips. Her pussy lips sat on top of
the Senator's blood-gorged cock and the two of them moved
together. Candice's cunt moved up and down the top of the
Senator's cock and he felt the come already beginning to build in
his taut scrotum. He sucked her breast hard and fast, taking all
of it inside his mouth, letting it slowly come out and then
quickly, almost brutally, sucking it in again. Candice felt the
blood pound in her head and the lights slowly go out. She moaned
and every muscle in her body stiffened at once. She threw back
her head and shook it violently, while she came and came, the
come dripping over the Senator's penis and onto the fine shag rug
on the floor of the office. The Senator had all he could do to
keep from shooting his wad right there and then, just from
watching Candice's incredible orgasm.
He lifted the dripping beauty in his arms and carried her over to
the couch. He gently laid her down and took a moment to look at
her. Like Richard, he swept his eyes the length of her, up the
firm, muscular thighs of the long, bronze legs, past the drippy
pussy to the firm belly with a little nipple in the center of her
navel, to the firm, large, heaving breasts and to the beautiful,
doll-like face, now with the eyes closed, the pink tongue bathing
the lips, the tousled, sweaty blonde hair. In a minute he was on
top of her and inside her. Just as he had imagined, Candice's
pussy was tight and hot, and from the very moment of entry, the
sensation was as though he was just about to come. Candice lifted
her legs up and onto his shoulders and spun her hips in a circle.
The Senator's blood began to boil and rise within him. Candice
could only think of the cock within her. She searched out the
Senator's mouth and kissed him hungrily, tasting her cunt in his
mouth, smelling her pussy all over his face.
The Senator began an incredible rhythm of two short strokes
and one long, deep one. Candice came again and again. Never had
she been fucked by such a masterful cocksman before. She had had
young studs of all types in her pussy in her long and active sex
life, and just a few minutes before, with Richard, had had the
largest cock imaginable. But never before had she had a man who
seemed to know exactly what she wanted, and exactly how to do it.
No wonder this man was famous and powerful, she thought. He'd get
my vote any day. The Senator answered her thoughts by quickening
his pace. He shorted the short stroke of his motion until he was
hardly inside her at all, just teasing her pussy with the head of
his lovely cock. Her cunt lips wrapped around the head of the
Senator's prick, the pursed lips of her pussy raising the come of
his cock. Then he plunged deeply into her and felt himself pass
layer upon layer of the folds of Candice's female hole. Candice
yelped and clutched at his ass, gyrating her hips wildly about.
Her feet kicked in the air as if she was riding a bicycle. The
Senator continued his rhythm, two short and one long. With each
of the short strokes, Candice was able to move and think, to kiss
the senator or to snake her long fingernails down his back. But
with the long stroke there was nothing, nothing that she could do
but to widen her legs even further and to try to ride the massive
prick that was splitting her.
Candice responded to the Senator as if they were one person.
Then she decided to use her ace-in-the-hole. Gathering all of her
concentration, she began the maneuver that had driven so many
men, including Richard, crazy. The Senator felt something on
his cock that made him break his rhythm for a moment, and a look
of unendurable ecstasy crossed his face. They both lay there,
hardly moving while Candice manipulated the walls of her cunt to
pass along the Senator's cock all of the pleasure that he had so
willingly given to her. Though he did nothing to bring it on, the
inner movements of Candice's pussy drained the Senator's
testiCles of every ounce of jism that they could produce, and
sent it streaming up the prick until it felt as though it was
about
explode
"Candice, Candice,"he moaned. "I've never felt anything
like...oh, Candy...Baby...Your cunt feels like...Oh, Candice!"
Suddenly the Senator began to move widely about inside of
her, his careful rhythm gone. Candice felt his cock stiffen and
grow even larger as it filled with his hot come. Then, with a
cry, the Senator raised himself on his arms and shot a wad of
hot, sticky jism that seemed to split her apart. The Senator kept
up his wild undulating, and with each thrust he would loose
another stream of spunk until it dribbled out of her and on to
the couch. Finally, with a gasp, the Senator spent the last of
his wad and crumpled in a heap on top of Candice.
She had one last vision of the Senator's salt and pepper
hair lying on top of her shoulder and of the fine, paneled
office, and, her eyes slits with exhaustion and ecstasy asleep.
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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR 3/9
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PART 3
Sitting there was Richard, his head thrown back, come staining
his shirt and the legs of his pants, between which his cock lay,
now limp and throbbing. He had been masturbating as he watched
the girls make love. They looked at each other and smiled. "Poor
Richard," said Layla. "He's so horny and he can't touch any of
us. It's not really fair. And not fair to us, either!" she said
pointing to Richard's tremendous cock, the come still on the
puckered hole at the tip.
Candice suddenly had an idea. "Wait a minute, Layla. Richard
can't stick that beautiful prick into us because the Senator is
afraid that he'll become involved with one of us, right?" Layla
nodded. "But what about the both of us. No one can fall in love
with two women at once!"
A smile spread across Layla's face. She could have argued
the finer philosophical points of Candice's argument, but
glancing at Richard's cock, which was beginning to rise with
Candice's words, she decided to accept Candice's argument at face
value.
"First we must clean him off," said Candice and bent down
and began to lick the come from Richard's prick. Richard tried to
stand to escape from the girls rather than risk the wrath and
censure of the Senator, but the firm pressure of Layla's arms on
his shoulders kept him seated. Layla's tits wove right in front
of his face and he looked up at them waving back and forth like a
pendulum. Layla was one of the secretaries that Richard always
wanted to fuck, for she was the first and most loyal of the
Senator's staff. When she had applied for her job Richard had not
been "interviewer." Now as he looked up at her heaving brown
breasts, with her taut nipples only inches from his mouth, he
felt that old need come back to his consciousness. Layla's cunt
was almost bare, and from where he was sitting he could see the
slit of her twat. Watching Candice lick Richard's massive organ
was really turning her on and suddenly Richard could see her
cuntlips moisten and beckon him. He knew it was breaking his most
important regulation, to fuck one of the secretaries when not
specifically ordered to, but the sight of Layla's twat was too
much.
Candice, sucking his cock, felt it growing hard within her
mouth. Looking up, she saw the strain on Richard's face and knew
that he was only seconds away from breaking and grabbing the two
of them and fucking them both silly. And if anyone could do it,
Richard could.
Richard reached up with his hands and grabbed Layla's
breasts, almost tearing them off her. "I've wanted you from the
minute I set eyes on you!" he said in a frenzy. "And now I'm
going to have you!"
Richard's cock was now almost full-sized and Candice had to
work to keep all of it in her mouth. Richard was tearing at
Layla's tits now, forcing one and then the other, into his mouth.
Layla moaned and writhed. After a sign from Layla, Candice took
it out of her mouth and Layla straddled Richard's cock, and then
in one deft motion, she was sitting on it. She lowered herself
slowly onto the massive organ, feeling it tear her tight pussy
walls aside as it plunged deeper and deeper with each of her
undulations. Layla moaned in a mixture of ecstasy and pain. She
could feel Richard's hot breath on her chest and neck. She could
see the sweat pour down the sides of his temples as her hot,
tight pussy, steaming with lust and desire, drove him to higher
and higher levels of sensuality. Candice watched the two of them
fucking with fascination. Layla's ass seemed to rise and fall
with each of her moans and each time Layla settled at her low
point, with Richard's cock deep inside her, Candice strained to
see Richard's face. His face was deeply lined with the rut and
the sight of it, and the smell of fucking turned Candice on until
her hand found her own pussy. She reached down between the lips
and found her budding clit. Her eyes were firmly transfixed on
the fuck scene in front of her. Unaware of anything but the two
steaming bodies putting on their show for her, she rubbed her
clit and felt the blood slowly rise into her head until she too
was moaning and writhing her hips.
The sight of her was not lost on Richard. "Come here!" he
ordered, and again Candice automatically obeyed. Richard lay on
his back and Layla shifted backward so that her hands were on the
floor behind her. "Sit on my face. Stick your twat on my face!"
said Richard, and Candice did not need prodding. She straddled
over him, her pussy wet from her own masturbation. She lowered
herself onto him and Richard's tongue shot out and began to lick
Candice's pussy with long swaths of his tongue. He tasted her
again, and with the delicious tang of Candice's cunt came the
memories of the night before, now being reenacted on his bulging
prick by-Layla's ministrations. Candice moved her hips in
circular motion, plunging her frothing slit deeper and deeper
onto Richard's outstretched tongue until she wondered how he
could breathe.
Richard was filled with unbearable sensations. HiS cock,
milked by the tight cunt of Layla, racked his body with waves of
pleasure, and the smells and taste of Candice's twat, nestled
firmly on his face, brought his mind to an incredible mental
turn-on. Candice felt Layla's fingers scraping her back and she
turned around and looked at her. Layla's face showed clearly that
the petite Polynesian girl was in another world. The nipples on
her breasts stood taut and erect and her come dripped from her
pussy onto Richard's pants and mingled with the jism stains from
his own semen.
Candice felt her orgasm rising from deep within her, and
from the sounds of the other two, they were not far away. Layla
had begun to swing frantically back and forth, rocking Richard's
huge come filled prick deep within her with each thrust. He was
answering her own motions with a deep thrust each time she came
down on him, and he began to twist and move his neck to push
himself deep into Candice's pussy, taking the clit m' between his
teeth and nibbling at it gently.
Candice was the first to come, stiffening and pouring her
cunt juices all over the face of the supine Richard. In a second
Richard began to shoot his load, and feeling the hot come
splitting her, Layla also came, her pussy walls tightening and
squeezing the last ounces of jism from Richard's prick.
The three of them collapsed in a panting heap.
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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR 4/9
Date: 13 Mar 1996 23:42:07 GMT
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PART 4
A man had come downstairs and was sitting on the bed next to
her. Like the Senator, he was middle-aged but in fine shape. He
held two drinks and gave one to Candice.
"I noticed you on deck," he said tersely. "You are a
gorgeous woman."
Candice felt the familiar burning in her twat. The man had
taken her drink away from her and was turning her on her back.
He unzipped the front of Candice's jumpsuit and began to stroke
her firm, tanned boobs. He felt Candice's nipples perk up beneath
his fingers and he kneaded them mercilessly. Candice moaned
beneath the pressure of his fingers. She tugged at the man's
crotch, trying to undo his fly and bring out his cock, which
bulged through his thin pants. The man unzipped Candice further
and reached down to her already moist pussy. He reached in and
pulled the lips of her cunt ale art with his fingers and the
delicious smell of pussy filled the air of the compartment.
Candice's clit grew larger with his caresses and soon, like a
miniature prick, it pushed out from the swollen folds of her
dripping pussy. The man forced two, then three, fingers up
Candice's moist hole. It blazed with heat, and the feeling of
these fingers all the way up her hot pussy made her cream all
over the bed, staining the covers. The man brushed his fingers
down into a wad of her come, then swept them into his mouth. The
sight of this was an incredible turn-on to Candice. She tore at
the man's trousers with renewed frenzy, this time succeeding in
getting his cock out. Almost jumping on it with her open mouth,
she grabbed the man's huge organ in her hands and brought it
within an inch of her full, sensuous lips. She puckered her lips
and kissed the end of his dick, and then her little pink tongue
began to give the man's prick a bath. She ran her slippery tongue
all over the man's red hot meat, and he began to moan and writhe
on the bed.
Then she moved down on his cock, taking the length of it
into her mouth and throat and sucking it like a huge teat. The
man felt the come in him rise, red hot through the layers of his
body. Candice was now rubbing his balls and the base of his cock
with her two hands and sucking the head of it in her mouth,
saliva sluicing copiously around the sides. Then, tearing off her
jumpsuit, she suddenly straddled the man and brought her pussy
down on him. The man moaned and half sat up, grabbing Candice's
succulent tits and crushing them on his mouth. Candice twisted on
the man's prick, creaming and creaming again. She rocked back and
forth, lifting her cunt all the way up so that her pussy lips
were firmly wrapped around the head of his cock, and then firmly
plunging down again. The man almost cried, the sensations were so
great. Candice started her pussy muscle contractions, a little at
a time. He felt the contractions as the inner walls of Candice's
hot cunt tightened around each inch of his swollen member, moving
up and down alternately. It was as if the whole inside of
Candice's cunt was a tight, hot vibrator. There is nothing in the
world as comfortable for a man as a moist dripping pussy for him
to park his prick in, but of Candice this was especially true.
His cock felt like it was going to burst Suddenly the pressure
stopped abruptly. "Don't stop!" he moaned. "Please don't
stop!"
"What is your name?" panted Candice. "I won't have your wad
dripping out of me if I don't even know who you are." As she said
this, she again ran the delicious ripples across the maddened
organ of the man. .
"Congressman Blackwell from North Carolina," he said, his
voice quivering. "There, I've told you. Now let's start fucking!"
Candice had heard his name dropped around the office. He was
almost always in total support of the Senator. Congressman
Blackwell had, in fact, not been lured to the party by the girl's
letters. He had been invited by Senator Hughes himself, over a
lunch table that they had shared the week before. Candice,
realizing that the congressman was on her side, squatted back
down on him and began to wind her hips about. His cock buried
itself deeper and deeper with each undulation of her hips.
Candice came and came again. She tightened her pussy in her
animal fashion and milked the congressman's cock raw. He rolled
around underneath her, throwing his arms over his head and
moaning. The action of Candice's cunt brought all of the come
that had settled back into his balls up the shaft again. He felt
the hot, rising jism fill the length of his cock and burn it's
way to the tip. In a flash he shot his load into Candice,
shooting again and again, each time the ripples of Candice's cunt
tickled his bursting organ. Candice came, too, with a scream and
both collapsed and lay unmoving.
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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR 5/9
Date: 13 Mar 1996 23:39:58 GMT
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PART 5
She stepped forward. "Richard," she purred. "Have you ever
needed that one last drink of the evening. I mean like you know
that you've had enough, but you won't be satisfied until you've
had just one more."
Candice kneeled down in front of Richard. "I've been fucked
and sucked for the last six hours, Richard," she said. "I've had
every pore in my body filled up with come. But I want a nightcap.
I want your big cock, Richard and I want it now!"
Richard knew that her scheme was dangerous, even foolish.
The Senator might show up any minute and he'd come straight up to
the helm to get a full report. It was crazy, and yet, sometimes
the Senator never showed up at all. Looking into the luminous
cat-eyes and staring at the delicious naked body of Candice,
begging him to fuck her, he felt his resistance dwindle. Candice
sensed this and made the first move. Carefully she unbuckled
pants and pulled them down over his knees. Then she reached into
his underpants with both hands and lifted out Richard's mammoth
organ. The sheer size of the thing made Candice moisten her lips
in anticipation. Her pussy, meanwhile, did some moistening of its
own.
She covered as much of the prick as she could with her two
hands and began to rhythmically slide her hands up and down the
shaft of Richard's cock. It began to grow before her eyes to an
unbelievable length. Maybe it was the salt air, or maybe the
danger of the situation, but Richard sported an even more
monstrous hard-on than he had on the earlier occasions. Candice
could think of nothing but ramming herself on the huge prick. She
knew that her cunt was tender from the night of hard fucking but
the pain meant nothing to her. She wanted to worship this prick
like a god. She bent her head down and took the massive head in
her mouth. Richard moaned and leaned back. Candice pushed herself
down on the prick even harder, forcing three more inches of it
into her mouth, until it brushed the back of her throat. She
moved her head up and down on it, faster and faster, and felt as
though any minute it would come bursting through the back of her
throat. Richard grabbed both sides of her head in his large hands
and forced her head down even further. His prick did, in fact,
push itself deeply into Candice's throat and she raised her head
up and down, breathing between his powerful strokes. As she moved
up and down she flicked her tongue over the vein behind the head
of Richard's cock. This technique almost drove Richard to the
point of madness. He rose from his seat and grabbed Candice by
the shoulders. Candice was a large woman, but the well-muscled
Richard had no trouble in lifting her like a baby. He held her
over him while he positioned his throbbing member under her
dripping pussy. Then with a tremendous cry he slammed her down
onto him, impaling her on his huge organ. His cock shot up the
length of Candice's insides at one shot. She screamed, half
in pain and half in incredible pleasure, and she clawed at
Richard's back, breathing steamy air into his ear, as she kissed
him over and over again and urged him on.
Richard did not need urging. Again and again he lifted her
off his bursting prick and then plunged her down again. Each time
he did it, another wad of hot cream would come bubbling from
Candice's pussy and slide down his member. Candice was a wild
woman. She had been built up the entire night for this and there
was nothing in her any longer. She scratched him and screamed,
raking her fingernails again and again down the length of his
flesh, making him feel as though he were on fire. Bright red
traces of Candice's love scratches ran all over his skin.
Candice's legs failed in the air behind his back, the powerful
odor of the rut mixed with the saltsweet scent of Candice's pussy
forcing them to fuck even faster. She was helping Richard now,
using her arms to lift herself high and wrapping her long legs
around his waist, while he brought her down and drove his
maddening cock up her creaming slit. She felt herself thrill as
every ounce of blood in her body seemed to flow up into her head.
Her temples throbbed unbelievablY. She knew Richard was ready
too, for his pace had quickened. She could feel the urgency in
the savage thrusts of his monstrous prick. She felt every muscle
in her body tighten to its breaking point, and then came the
flooding relief of her orgasm. She felt Richard's body grow
incredibly stiff, also, and she was sure that he was about to
shoot his load into her any second. But as she hung on to him in
a swoon, waiting for his thunderous climax, she realized
that his body remained stiff, as if he were standing at
attention.
Suddenly she perceived the other person on the helm. For a
second she thought with relief that maybe it was just one of the
sleeping guests who had heard the noise and come up to the helm
to join in. Turning, her worst fears were confirmed. Behind her,
fuming silently, stood the well-dressed figure of Senator Hughes.
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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR 6/9
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PART 6
The Senator sat calmly behind his desk, doing some
paperwork. He hardly looked up at her when she came in. "Miss
Staunton," he began, "do you realize that you broke the strictest
of all my rules last night?'l had thought that you understood
that you were to take orders only from me. I could trust Richard
implicitly before you came here. Now I'm not so sure about him.
Richard admitted to me about your escapades with him and Layla
also. I've never had to deal with anyone like you before."
Candice's knees felt weak with fear and excitement. Behind
her she heard the door open and close and she whirled to see at a
huge black man had entered the room. "Candice, this is Jockomo.
He's going to teach you a lesson," the Senator stated
matter-of-factly. Then lifting up a bristling sheaf of papers, he
abruptly left the room, leaving Candice alone with the mountain
of black flesh. The huge Negro stared at Candice, licking his
lips and breathing heavily. She could see the blood pump through
his massive cock, as it pounded rhythmically against his leather
breeches. The Negro had huge biceps, like tree trunks. He opened
and closed his fists at the sides of his legs and tipples ran
through the muscles on his arms. He stepped forward and reached
for Candice, but she instinctively stepped back. Then he thrust
the other arm out, cat-like and quick, and managed to get one of
his massive hands onto Candice's shoulder.
He reached down to her neckline and with one swift motion
tore the dress from her trembling body. Candice was petrified.
She was not wearing any underthings, and the Negro's action left
her standing before him stark naked. With another quick thrust of
his free arm, before Candice had a moment to react, the Negro had
fastened his other hand firmly on the base of Candice's throat.
She tried to wrench herself free, but like a choke-chain, the
Negro held her fast in his grip. He gave her neck a slight
squeeze and Candice could feel her eyes bulge in their sockets
and her tongue fill her mouth. The mammoth Negro bent forward and
crammed one of her perfect white tits into his cavernous mouth.
She wanted to cry and scream. She wanted to run away. But all of
the time, she stood transfixed as the black man sucked at her
tender boobs and ran his other hand all over her body. She felt
shivers of delight join those of pain. Still, he kept the vise
grip on her throat, threatening to strangle her if she did not
perform his every wish, or if she did not act quickly enough. The
Negro shoved one huge finger into Candice's cunt all the way to
the hilt. All the time he was still savagely sucking her tits,
straining the tender flesh through his clenched teeth. Candice's
pussy juice sluiced all over the floor. The massive man was
turning her on greatly, and if he had let go of her throat at
this point, she would not have tried to escape, but only begged
him to fuck her.
"Take out my big prick and suck me off!" came the rich
baritone of the ravaging Negro. Candice did not have to be told
twice. She reached down and undid the drawstrings that made up
the fly of the Negro's pants. His huge black cock popped free.
He had a tremendous erection, the head of his blood-gorged member
pulsating all the time with frantic, primitive rhythm. Candice
opened her mouth all the way but found that it hurt her jaws to
open them wide enough to accommodate the member of the mammoth
man. She tried and tried again, but all she could manage to get
in her mouth was the huge head and three inches of the pulsating,
blood-gorged shaft. Candice smelled the delicious odor of cock
drift up her nostrils and tasted the familiar cock-taste tickle
her tongue. She gave those four inches of his cock a wet, warm
tongue bath, swishing her tongue around his cock. She literally
ate him, savoring each inch of his hot, pounding prick. The Negro
still had a hand around her throat, and as his cock passed out of
her mouth with the end of each thrust, he would tighten the grip
around her throat. Candice could scarcely breathe, but she was
too afraid of the huge black man to do anything like complain.
She was sure that if she incurred his wrath, he would break her
pretty head off at the neck. And she was sure that if she
screamed, that no one in the office would lift a finger to help
her.
The Negro was in a frenzy now, pounding at her with his
massive member with all his might. The saliva dripped from
Candice's lips. Suddenly, he pushed her off him and over onto
her back. With a savage cry the Negro jumped on her and rammed
his crazed organ up Candice's dripping pussy to the hilt. The
hot, wet pussy caressed the black man's cock, and he started to
grind into her with savage thrusts. Candice creamed and creamed.
Still, the black man held a firm grip on the lily white throat of
the moaning Candice. She felt his huge organ grow even larger
within her. She felt the blood rise in her pussy walls until they
screamed with pleasure, and her clit was fully erect now, pushing
itself against the hot cock of the Negro with each of his
maddened humps. She felt her own blood rise from her belly into
her thunderous head. She threw back her head and screamed with
ecstasy, all of her fear gone. This was her first black man, and
now she knew all that had been said about their sexual prowess
was true.
She moaned and writhed beneath the Negro. He had changed his
rhythm now to a complex off beat, swinging his hips in a circular
motion and crashing his cock into her at the point of the swing.
Candice responded by tightening the walls of her moist pussy
until both she and the Negro lay on the floor bellowing at the
top of their lungs. Their faces looked as though they were in
excruciating pain, but it was actually unendurable pleasure.
Candice and Jockomo were nearing the orgasm of their lives. He
lay on the floor between her legs, a mountain of a man, moaning
unashamedly as his hot cock pounded mercilessly into the dripping
pleasure hole of the screaming Candice. Her cunt actions were
driving him wild, causing finger like sensations to run along the
entire length of his swollen member. He responded by grinding her
even more furiously.
Suddenly, with a tremendous scream from them both, they
crashed to the floor and came and came. They were hardly
conscious. Candice felt herself swimming in a sea of come as
again and again the powerful Jockomo shot his tremendous wad into
her. It filled her cunt and leaked onto the carpeted floor. She
reached her hand down into the mixture of cunt juice and jism
that seeped between her legs. With a good wad on the tip of her
finger, she reached up and thrust it in the ear of Jockomo and
then proceeded to lick it out. Jockomo was bellowing like a
horse, his sides straining with each breath. It was not his first
taste of white pussy by any means, but it was certainly his best.
He reached down into the mass of juices at their joined crotches
and felt the hot stickiness of the mingled juices. He got a wad
on his fingertips and smeared it across Candice's mouth. She
gobbled at it hungrily, lapping every bit into her luscious
warm mouth. Candice reached down for still another load of jism
to have for breakfast, but another hands swept passed Jockomo's
massive thighs she felt that his tool was hard again and ready
for another furious fucking. She gently removed his hand from her
throat. "We won't need that this time around, will we?" she asked
demurely, looking at him with her luminous cat-eyes.
Jockomo reared and slammed his hard-on into her again. Again
he felt the pussy lips of Candice seem to have a mind of their
own. They puckered as he passed through them, and felt as they
were going to milk him dry at first thrust. Candice felt her body
open to him again, his hot cock pounding delicious pleasure into
her steaming pussy. Her pussy watered again and again as Jockomo
pounded her. Then again, he stiffened and with a bellow, filled
her hot slit full of his come.
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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR 7/9
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PART 7
Chang arrived shortly after her, and Candice looked him
over, sizing up her prey. The diplomat was of middle American
height, tall for a Chinese. He wore the familiar dark suit and
plain black shoes. His still-brown hair was brush sharply back.
He stood with calm indifference to the amiable gestures of the
surrounding guests. And he took no notice of the magnificent
stood eyeing him from the corner.
Everyone ate dinner and immediately afterward, Candice
decided that it was time to action. She ambled over to where and
brushed past him, letting her perfume fill his nostrils. Still,
Chang did not look her way at all. He stared straight ahead,
sipping at a glass of ginger ale. Senator Hughes watched
impotently as Candice tried every thing that she knew, to try and
attract Chang. Nothing seemed to work. Disconsolately, she left
the main party and wandered into one of the other rooms of the
club. It must have been the study. Huge bookshelves covered the
walls up to the high ceilings. In the center of the room was a
chess table and two large, leather chairs. Candice sat down in
one of them and absent-mindedly fingered the pieces.
Her concentration was broken by a strange voice that spoke
with a singsong foreign accent. It was Chang. "Oh, so you play
chess!" said the diplomat cheerily. "As do I." Candice was
shocked by Chang's appearance but kept her mouth shut.
He walked over to the side of her chair and stared down at
her. Candice felt locked in the eyes of the strange foreigner.
Chang reached down to the chess table and picked up a pawn. He
stared at it for a few minutes. Then he plucked the rose from
between Candice's bountiful tits with his other hand. He weighed
the two in his hands for a moment, then put them both down on the
chess table. To do this he had to bend quite close to Candice's
pronounced cleavage. The hot lust smell of the space lifted into
his nostrils. The heat enraged his cheeks. The diplomat stayed in
that position for a half-second too long, and Candice knew that
he was getting interested. She was turned on, too. She wanted to
break this little man, to have him moaning for mercy like she had
done to the others.
Chang suddenly brought his head close to the surface of her
heaving tits. His hot breath touched them and Candice felt a
little ache in her pussy. She reached up one arm and circled it
around the head of Chang. Slowly, she pulled the head down onto
her yearning white flesh. Chang's pink tongue flashed out and he
bathed her tits with saliva. With one hand he dipped into the
moist flesh between Candice's legs. He found her pussy and gave
long, knowing strokes to the swollen lips of her cunt. Candice
moaned and spread her legs wide. He lifted her dress above her
knees. Candice's yearning bush and twat were in plain view. Chang
continued his hand-movements in Candice's cunt, spreading her
cunt lips wide apart and searching for her budding clit. In a
second he found it. Taking her clit between two deft fingers he
began to roll it gently back and forth. Candice moaned and began
moving her hips in time with Chang's strokes. Her pussy watered
under his hands. Chang moved his other hand up to Candice's tits
and rubbed them until Candice was squirming in the chair.
She felt for his cock. It was painfully pushing its way
through Chang's austere clothes. Candice unzipped him and reached
her hand in to firmly grasp Chang's swollen member. He was
breathing hard now, and looking like any other man. Candice's
cunt creamed at the thought of fucking Chang, Here was a man who
was an important diplomat in a mysterious foreign country. In a
minute, she knew that he would be pounding her with his hot rod.
Candice writhed and moaned, staining her elegant dress with
her dripping slit. She brought the Chinaman's cock Out of his
pants. It was not as massive as Richard's or Jockomo's but it was
wide at the middle. Even more, it was the most beautiful cock
that Candice had ever laid eyes on. It like it had-been carved
out of stone. She brought her head down and took it into her warm
mouth She let her tongue slowly wrap around his cock, bathing it
with saliva. All the time, she was sucking in a way that ran
shivers up Chang's back. Candice's skill in cocksucking was
considerable, She flicked her tongue like a butterfly against
the slight ridge on the underside of Chang's cock. He threw back
his head and let out a strange pitched noise that Candice had
never heard before. All the same it turned her on terribly.
Her pussy ached for Chang's cock. His finger was deep within
the folds of her pussy, rubbing her clit. Candice's cunt frothed
cream at his skillful stimulation. She Could feel the sweat begin
to rise on the back of her neck. It dripped across her neck and
down unto one of her heaving tits. It dripped lower circling the
nipple and finally resting on Chang's hand, which was between her
bountiful boobs. Chang rubbed her tits expertly. He used just
the right amount of pressure and motion to bring out all of the
erogenous quality of Candice's tits. Candice moaned, "Oh, you rub
me so nice there. Oh...that feels so good...yes...Yes!" With a
shriek she tried to lift herself off of the chair and herself on
Chang' s cock. But Chang held her down with firm pressure on one
shoulder.
"Relax, my sweet flower," he purred. "There is no cause for
rush in the art of lovemaking. We shall reach the very highest
plateaus together. But we shall do it one step at a time."
Candice felt a strange warmth at his words. Silently and
gracefully she undid the straps of her long gown and. let it drop
to the floor. Candice's beautiful body drove the diplomat mad
with desire. He let his eyes linger for a moment on her firm,
jutting breasts. He wanted to bury his face between those ~twin
mounds of fragrant flesh. Candice began to writhe her hips in
time to some silent rhythm. She undulated widely and thrust her
pussy back and forth, the pussy juices seeping out and running
down the insides of her thighs. She arched her hands high over
her head and brought her palms together. When she did this, her
breasts rose and pushed out even further. Silently she danced
around the rut-crazed diplomat, her dance an imitation of
fucking.
Chang admired the fluidness of her body's movements. He
knew that in a moment, he would lose control of himself. It made
the present so delicious for him. He gazed at the dancing beauty,
whose naked body made his prick almost split his pants. It is the
foolishness of these Westerners, he thought, that they do not
realize that the true enjoyments of sex lie in the anticipation.
He undressed. Candice whirled around his body. As Chang shed his
clothes, Candice got a good look at him. He was in remarkable
shape. A student of the martial arts, Chang's body was like an
animal's. There was not an ounce of flesh that was not muscle.
Each muscle was perfectly toned. Candice brought her dance closer
to Chang. She spiraled around him, finally coming so dose that
her whiling breasts touched his arm.
Chang shot out his arm grabbed the whirling Candice. She
spun into second he held her in a crushing her breasts against
her chest. His hot mouth drove his tongue deep into Candice's
begging lips. She felt his hot prick against her belly, feeling
like it wanted to burst its way through her flesh right there.
She reached down one long-fingered hand and grabbed at his
throbbing member, feeling the hot blood passing through it. It
pumped in her hand and felt like a thing alive. Her aching pussy
creamed and creamed. She wanted Chang to shove his burning cock
up her aching twat like never wanted anything before. But Chang
was not through arousing her. As she played with his hot cock,
his hand again found her slit hot and begging for his touch. He
reached in between hot folds of her flesh, found her clit and
began to twirl it in his fingers. Candice felt the blood from
every part of her body stream up to her clit and it grew to an
enormous size beneath Chang's skillful hands. She writhed her
hips and tried to plunge herself on his outstretched fingers, but
Chang kept his hand far enough away form her so as only to the
lightest pressure on her clit. And with this light but firm
pressure he rubbed and rubbed. Candice felt herself awash, with
desire. She tightened her hold on Chang's cock. squeezing it
violently. Chang did not lose his composure or stop rubbing
Candice's clitoris. Her pussy lips swelled and her juices dripped
from the steaming pink slit.
She began to move her hand up and down on Chang's cock. He
felt the firm pressure glide up and down the skin of his glans,
causing hot flashes to run up and,down his back. Candice massaged
his tool as she pumped him. Blood course through his maddened
member. Chang had the largest hard-on the she had ever had. It
seemed to scream to him. It begged him to plunge it again and
again into Candice's moist cunt. He felt the come rise out of his
balls and run the length of his prick. It grew even larger. It
seemed like it was going to explode. He felt Candice's hot breath
on his shoulders as he played with her clit. The scent of cunt
and cock rose from their steaming bodies and mingled with
Candice's perfume, causing a maddening odor. He tasted her hot
mouth, devouring it as if it were a luscious piece of fruit.
Suddenly, he felt Candice's cunt lips close on his finger as
if it were caught in a vice. He felt her juices squeeze out of
the aching hole and drip down his fingers. At the same time his
come filled the head of his cock. At the same instant, Candice
moaned and her pussy relaxed, and Chang let loose a stream of
come. It spurted out of the head of his prick and covered
Candice's tits and neck.
The two of them stood there, holding each other up. Then,
able to stand on their own, they loosened their grip on one
another. Steaming spunk still dripped from the end of Chang's
prick. It also hang on Candice's body. Chang's come dripped from
the end of her tits. One pearly drop of his spunk hung
precariously from one of her still-hard nipples. Chang brought
his head over to Candice's tit and began to lick his come from
it. The pink tongue of the diplomat bathed her tits with warm
saliva, eating every bit of come off them. She almost came
again, watching him. She looked at his face. Gone was the
inscrutable Chinese diplomat and in his place was something
between a little boy and an Oriental sage at peace with the
Cosmic All. She kneeled in front of his dripping prick. Taking it
in her warm mouth, she licked the remaining come from Chang's
prick. It tasted pleasantly salty to her and for a second and she
wished that Chang had not licked his come off her, so that she
could gobble it up herself. Candice really,loved the taste of a
man's hot come. When she was in high school, she remembered
giving boys blow jobs and them trying to pull her head away from
them they were about to come. She had shaken her head violently
each time and stayed where she was until she felt the salty,
syrupy come stream into her hungry mouth. And she had felt in
heaven as she had lapped every last drop off the cocks
astonished boys.
Chang had his hands on both sides of her head as she sucked
him, murmuring something Chinese. It sounded like a poem. She
felt him again to get hard again. His cockhead pushed its
past her wet lips and entered the warm, data recesses of her
throat. Chang's cock continued grow until it was even bigger than
the last time, its head buried at the very base of her throat.
But Candice kept on sucking, whirling her tongue around his
aching prick and bathing it in warm saliva. She sucked especially
carefully at sensitive head, taking it full within her lips and
sort of kissing it from the inside. Chang began to move his hips
in and out, fucking her perfect face and beautiful, wet mouth.
She reached around behind him and felt with her fingers for his
asshole. In a second she found it. Moistened by the juices of her
own dripping pussy she worked her finger around the rim of his
bumhole. Steam rose from within his body. As Candice crammed. her
finger up his sensitive flesh, Chang began to feel the desire for
a cunt around his cock, rather than a mouth. He looked down on
Candice's full blonde mane and stroke her earlobes, causing her
to suck even faster more passionately.
Her tongue did pot miss a spot on his aching prick shaft.
His blood rose into his prick and the head began to push its way
into Candice's throat She gagged a little at first, but she
quickly learned to breathe between strokes. His cock moved in and
out of her mouth. He could feel her lips pull tight on his
cockhead as he pulled all the way out, causing maddening pressure
Finally, Chang could wait no longer. He pulled his hot cock out
of Candice's sucking mouth and began to rub it all over her face.
Candice bit and nibbled at the cock as it passed her mouth, her
pink tongue covering it with warm wetness.
Chang lowered Candice gently onto her back. He towered over
her, his cock jutting just above her mouth. With agonized moans
of anticipation, Candice brought her head up and took the
throbbing prick into her mouth. But Chang had other ideas. Gently
loosing himself, he began to rub his cock all over Candice's
sweaty body. The sweat of her, and the musky dampness of him,
lubricated his cock. He slid it all over her neck, fucking the
very pores of her skin. Then he slid it slowly down over her
shoulders and began to rub his agonized prick all over Candice's
creamy tits. She moaned deeply with pleasure. Chang was taking
his good time with her and she was starting to respond.
Candice writhed on the floor beneath him. Chang rubbed his
hot prick against the sweaty flesh of her boobs. He stroked it
across her breasts and teased her rubbery, erect nipples with the
end of his cock. She felt as though he were fucking every inch of
her at once. She wondered if the others out in the dining room
could hear her moans, but she did not care. She had entered the
room a spy, but now she felt very much like the hard-fucking
woman that she knew herself to be.
Chang held her two tits together and ran his cock through
the crevice between. The sweat poured out from between her tits
and his cock slid easily back and forth. He felt his come rise
from this motion and he cupped her breasts even tighter. The
pressure of Candice's tit-flesh felt just like the hot, moist
folds of a woman's cunt. He began to make a singsong sound as he
brushed his hot cock over her. Then without warning, he shot
wad after wad of hot, sticky come into her fact She tried to get
some in her mouth, but most of the come landed on her neck and
cheeks. It stuck together the strands of her silky blonde hair.
She licked the come from her own breasts, tasting the saltiness
of her sweat mingled with the slight salt flavor of Chang's jism.
Still Chang slipped his sprouting tool time and time again
between her tits, bathing her with wad after wad.
As Candice greedily gobbled Chang's come he slid himself
down to her hot pussy. With a little shout, Candice felt the
diplomat's tongue enter her pussy's warm interior. He nibbled at
the lips of her cunt, searching for her clit with his tongue
Candice moaned and writhed as he ate her, raising her legs onto
his back and hugging his chest. Chang raised his hands up to
Candice's tits and rubbed his steamy come all over her. She
followed his hands with her mouth, nibbling at his fingers. All
the time she lapped up the sticky spunk. Chang had worked his
mouth deeply into her cunt now, and was sucking her cunt juices,
even as she ate his come. The scent of her cunt filled his
nostrils. Smelling the slightly acrid odor of pussy drove him
deeper and ,more frenzied into the steaming hole.
Candice moved her hips around, driving her pussy further and
further onto the face of Chang. He could hardly breathe, but it
did not matter to him. Nothing mattered to him right now except
to sink his face draper and deeper into Candice's pink slit. She
felt her body tighten with a thousand vises. Chang drove all the
way into her, feeling layer upon layer of the folds of her cunt
give way. Candice could not spread her legs any wider now, or she
would break them off at the stems. He whipped his head back and
forth in a frenzy, his tongue lapping at her musky cunt at an
incredible pace. Candice let out a scream. She put both of her
feet on Chang's back and forced her body upwards, enveloping his
face completely in her dripping slit. Her body tightened
incredibly, dangerously close to the breaking point. Her cunt
creamed and creamed, vast wads of her come bubbling through
her cunt. Candice came and came, while Chang kept up his skillful
licking. Then with one last shriek, she was finished and lay
still.
Chang raised himself and looked at the girl, softly moaning
on the floor before him. He slowly brought himself up to her face
and tenderly kissed her. Candice could smell the strong musky
odor of her cunt on his face. She kissed him deeply, her hot
tongue sliding past his lips and deeply into his mouth. Saliva
mingled, and both, though exhausted, felt the familiar urge
again. Candice could feel Chang's prick, lying against her leg,
grow hard again and she knew exactly what he was thinking. She
was thinking the same thing.
Chang looked deeply into her eyes and spoke, slowly and
carefully. "My family was an aristocratic one from the North.
Before the Revolution, the male children were all taught the arts
of lovemaking. I had an experienced courtesan teach me everything
when I was twelve years old. My father was given a full report. I
was expected to live up to his standards. In all of my
experiences, you are the most exciting woman that I have ever
met. That includes all of my father's courtesans, specially
Schooled in the erotic arts. Tell me child, what is your name?"
"Candice."
"We have a word that sounds something like that. It is an
old word, from the old days. It is hardly used any more. It means
little yellow blossom"
Candice looked up at Chang's serene smile relaxed in his
arms and he bent down and kissed her hungrily. Moving his legs he
got his big tool right at the mouth of Candice's cunt. He stroked
it back and forth across her pussy lips, making her swoon with
hot flashes. Her blood again rose within her, making her feel
flushed and heady. Chang worked the head of his thundering cock
head subtly into her pussylips. He felt the hot hole beckon him
inward. In a flash he had worked the first three inches of the
shaft into her streaming hole, land by moving his hips in a
circle, was drilling himself into her. Candice felt the folds of
her pussy give way before Chang's insistent drilling. She moved
her hips the opposite direction, so that cock churned deeply
against cunt walls, causing delicious sensations to spread over
them both. They were getting hotter now, panting like
dogs.
Suddenly, Chang drew his knees up under him so that he was
kneeling in front of Candice. His cock was still buried deep in
her hole. Taking hold of her sides, he grasped her firmly and
lifted her up so that her Whole weight was on her pussy. It drove
his cock maddeningly deep into her.
"You make me feel so sexy!" she moaned. "you're so deep
inside me like this... I can feel your cock in my throat!" Slowly
Chang rocked himself back and loosened his grip on Candice so
that she tilted to the opposite side. Chang felt his cock drive
through more layers of pussy flesh. Deep in her cunt, Candice's
width narrowed so that he felt the walls pushing hard against his
cock. He moaned and began to rock back and forth, pulling Candice
back and forth also with his arms. Candice lifted her legs onto
his sides and rode him. They rocked faster and faster. She felt
her head pounding and pussy juice seep copiously from the mouth
of her steaming slit.
Her pussy creamed. They rocked back and forth this way until
Candice started with a shout and felt her pussy tighten around
Chang's cock. Tighter and tighter the walls of her pussy became
until they threatened to squeeze the come right out of Chang's
prick. She clawed at his back and bit his shoulders. Red welts
appeared on Chang's flesh wherever her mouth wandered. Sh~ hugged
him tightly to her, feeling the tightness of his body, like a
spring about to unwind explosively. She grasped at him and rode
him. Finally, she felt her body relax as wave upon wave of her
orgasm swept over her. Hot come seeped from her cunt.
The insides of Candice's cunt were thoroughly wet now
with her pussy juice, giving Chang's cock a warm bath of cunt. He
could taste the salt of her sweat as it poured off her. He
smelled her musky woman-smells as her body worked on his prick,
almost ready to shoot a hot wad deep into the slit of the
fabulous piece of ass.
Candice was in a frenzy now. She tore at Chang's body.
Looking like a madwoman, with frantic eyes she leaned forward and
sucked at his ears and his throat and everything else that she
could manage to get her mouth on. She would have liked to have
another prick right now to suck on while Chang so expertly fucked
her. She would have liked to have a thousand hot cocks to rub all
over her hot body until come seeped from every pore.
Without warning, Chang flipped her onto her back and resumed
his kneeling position. She wanted to scream, "Fuck me, don's stop
new, fuck me harder, HARDER!" but when his eyes, Candice could
see that something even more insidious in mind.
Candice lay on her eagled in the air, anticipation of
Chang's throbbing half-inch or so outside of the mouth of her
cunt. She was covered with sweat and her blonde hair clung to her
in wet strands. She had broken two of her perfectly-manicured
nails, scraping them against Chang's hard flesh. She moaned
openly and her eye were pointed upward as if she was half
conscious. Chang poised over her, seemingly in deep
concentration. Only the trickles of sweat across his brow
betrayed him. He looked down at the luscious young flower
unfolded before him and felt a rush of aliveness course through
his veins. He leaned forward on his hands, and pushed the
head of his agonized prick against the folds of Candice's cunt.
She opened her legs Wider and he plunged into the
steaming slit. Candice's tight pussy walls hugged his cock like a
glove, milking the come from his balls up into the shaft of his
cock. Chang was only a few seconds away from shooting the wad of
his life. He leaned forward balancing himself on his hands and
moved his cock rhymically in and out of her. Candice moved with
him. She felt her body tighten and relax, over and over.
She felt her pussy walls tighten also, again and again. Each time
she could feel every Wrinkle of Chang's cock.
Then, without even turning it on, her pussy began the
systematic flutters that she had learned long ago. Chang's
composure immediately dropped. "The Dragon's Mouth!" he gasped.
"How could you know... only a few women in my country...specially
learned with years of practice...finest guarded secret...years
of practice to prefect..." He babbled on and on, feeling the
technique, known in China as "The Dragon's Mouth," milk every
inch of his shivering prick. He felt his load build up powerfully
in his cockshaft and move into the head. The head of his prick
felt like a rocket about to go off. He moaned and
writhed. Underneath him, Candice was in incredible pleasure. As
Chang's prick churned in and out of her, she felt her pussy walls
massage her clit and bathe it in hot cunt juice. She felt her
body stiffen, and Chang's did also. Together they tightened up,
tighter and tighter and tighter still. Together they felt their
bodies strain to the breaking point with the wonderful pleasure
of their frantic fucking. Candice's pussy begged to be fucked
harder and faster still, and Chang complied with all of the
strength in his lithe body. Then, Chang's prick erupted a stream
of hot come that bathed the insides of Candice's aching pussy
with its steaming wetness. A second later Candice felt limp and
floating as her body gave way and her orgasm took her. They both
kept moving furiously, Chang's cock letting loose stream upon
stream of come. Candice's pussy brought forth a tremendous
amount of juice. Then both of them lay still, Chang still
suspended above Candice by his balanced arms alone.
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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR 8/9
Date: 13 Mar 1996 23:42:50 GMT
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PART 8
She stopped into the tub, feeling the hot water steam away all
the memories of what had just happened. Richard undressed and
climbed in the tub with her. He soaped her down and held her
while she floated on~ her back. She felt his strong hands on
her shoulder and felt safe. He looked down at Candice's beautiful
naked body. He was certainly no stranger to it, and yet each look
at it left him amazed that such a beautiful creature could
actually exist.
He reached down one hand and gently touched her nipple. It
responded to his touch, immediately growing small and erect. He
ran his finger back and forth over her breast, feeling her
rubbery nipple pop back into place after each time he touched it.
Candice reached back one of her hands and grasped one of
Richard's asscheeks, pulling him toward her. She felt Richard's
huge cock brush past her leg, already hard and prepared for
action. She took it in one hand, moving her finger lightly over
the swollen head and shaft, feeling the blood course powerfully
within. She kneaded his cock-head, causing Richard to open his
legs wider and move his hips in a circle. All the time they were
floating around in the warm tub.
Candice closed her eyes. Thoughts of the disgusting Grouse
were swept from her mind, and all of her attention turned to
Richard's huge rod. She floated over to where Richard was
standing and pulled him kneeling into the water. Taking a deep
breath, she slid underwater and took Richard's cock into her
mouth. She sucked as hard as she could, and the huge tool grew to
its full length deep within her willing mouth. She ran both of
her hands teasingly along the shaft of Richard's cock while she
sucked on the head. Richard could feel her full lips and hot
mouth milking his organ. He could see Candice through the shallow
water. The sight of her lips passing over the length of his cock
was too much to bear. He brought Candice up above the surface and
crushed her mouth in a deep kiss, thrusting his tongue against
hers in a frenzy. Candice's pussy creamed at the thought of
Richard's huge organ. He was moving down on her now, lifting her
sides with his strong hands. Candice let herself float on her
back, raising her legs and planting her feet on Richard's hips.
Their bodies felt slippery and soft from the hot water.
Candice's ass seemed especially swelled, her two cheeks resembled
melons. Her leg muscles rippled gracefully as they moved her body
in position with Richard. Her cunt was only an inch from his
cock. The red lips of her pussy gleamed in the water. Richard
looked down on them and felt himself become maddened with desire.
Candice's tits popped invitingly, just above the surface of the
water. He reached out one hand and grab a handful Of luscious
tit. He rolled the tit around his hands crushing the perked
nipple between his hands. Candice felt like she was going to come
any minute. Richard's cock stood out before her like a flagpole.
She wanted to throw herself on it, to feel its massive length ram
itself in her. Richard pointed the blood-gorged head of his prick
an inch or so from the moistened lips of Candice's yearning
pussy. Then, instead of pushing it in he slid it down the length
of her leg, moving downward himself along with it. Before him,
lying flat out in the water, was Candice, He moved down on her
aching pussy, drawing the folds of wet flesh sharply! into his
mouth. Candice threw her head back in the water and closed her
eyes. Her hands strayed down and she kneaded Richard's shoulders.
His tongue plunged further and further into her dripping twat.
Boluses of love juice sprang from the swollen lips. She moaned
and writhed her body, rubbing her enflame lips against Richard's
probing tongue. She felt her pussy walls grow tight
as they streamed cunt juice. Richard ate and ate, swallowing
every last bit of the delicious juice.
Suddenly, the door opened and Layla walked in. She regarded
the sucking going on in front of her with obvious interest. Her
eyes were red, however. It seemed like she had been crying.
Candice was without words. "Layla," she finally said, "it's been
a horrible morning, and Richard is making me feel like it never
happened. Why don't you join us and the three of us will
celebrate our demise." Her strong words gave the little
Polynesian girl the courage to smile. Grinning, Layla torso fiber
clothes and plunged into the pool, laughing. Her brown body
contrasted with Candice's, bronze and white skin as she swam over
m net area hugged her tightly. Richard looked at the two girls
hugging each other with some amusement. Then he turned seriously
back to the task of cunt sucking. Despite the bad news, Candice's
pussy was bright with drippings. He drove his face back into the
saltsweet slit. The smell of cunt filled his nostrils and drove
him deeper and deeper into the pink twat. He ran his lips along
the swollen outer lips and sucked at the growing clit. He looked
up, past the soft white mounds of Candice's tits, and saw Layla
kissing her hungrily. At once, the two holes of Candice's body
were filled with flicking tongues. Richard rose and pointed his
huge, erect cock at the slit that he had just been licking. He
hurled himself forward, burying his cock in Candice's creaming
pussy up to the hilt. Candice gave a sharp cry and grabbed
Layla's head pushing the smaller girl's head down on her breasts,
she filled Layla's mouth with her tit flesh and nipples. Layla
sucked on them hard, filling her mouth with tit and pushing it
out, over and over again. Her hand found Layla's cunt. Candice
ran her fingers over the inside of Layla's spread thighs, and
then plunged her finger into the steaming hole. Layla grasped and
moaned.
Richard, humping furiously at Candice's twat, was near the
breaking point. His huge member had swollen full of come,
throbbing and bulging almost painfully. The sight of the two
girls sucking and fingering each other was an incredible turn on.
He gritted his teeth and tried to hold back the fantastic wad
that was trying to force its way out of his massive cock. This
might be the last time that they would all be together, and he
wanted to sustain the ecstasy for as long as he could. Then he
felt Candice's pussy walls tighten on him, and the familiar
finger-like sensations run along his maddened organ. He moaned
out loud, his deep moans mixing with the soprano cries of the
girls. He felt every bit of come milked from his balls the shaft
of his cock. It hurtled down the length and filled his bulging
cockhead. Candice's pussy had tightened as much as it could. She
writhed around in the water. She locked her legs around Richard's
waist and drove her cunt deeper onto his cock. Layla was sucking
on one tit and fingering the other. She was close to coming, too.
The three of them rolled around, locked into the bodies of
two others. Come from the three of them floated on the surface of
the water.I
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Subject: CANDY AND THE SENATOR 9/9
Date: 13 Mar 1996 23:46:35 GMT
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PART 9
She led him to her bedroom and clicked the door shut behind
her. "Baby," she purred, "you're our first customer. I want you
to tell all of your friends how you get treated at Candy's."
Without another word she had dropped her robe, revealing her
beautiful, naked form. The Congressman felt his cock rise as his
eyes slipped down her magnificent body. Candice was one long, tan
expanse of beauty. Her large boobs rode high, her ass was firm
and heart-shaped. She swung her hips as she walked over to him,
swishing her ass from side to side with each step.
She undressed him slowly, kissing each spot of flesh as it
popped into view. She had removed his shirt. He felt steam begin
to rise. She slowly undid his pants and brought out his aching
member. Candice looked at it for a second, then took it in her
mouth and started to suck him off. "Oh yes, I had forgotten about
your mouth, Candy," said the congressman, moving slightly. "I had
forgotten about the blowjob that you gave me at the boat. Suck me
off, Candy, like you did just then!" But Candice did not need
encouragement. She pushed her mouth on his organ, so that it
tickled her tonsils. She sucked and sucked, as if she were
sucking for milk. The Congressman moaned in unendurable pleasure.
His cock loaded up with jism. He felt the end of it about to
burst. Suddenly, he shot his wad, a stream of hot, sticky come
that bathed Candice and dripped from the corners of her mouth as
she swallowed as much as she could. The congressman lay back and
sighed. Not since the party at the boat had he been sucked off so
expertly. And he knew this was only the beginning.
Candice cleaned every bit of come off the Congressman's cock
and balls with her skillful tongue. She wanted to give him the
fucking of his life, so that he would give positive reports to
the other Washington bigwigs.
She led the Congressman over to the edge of the oak four-
poster. They sat on the edge, the red velvet canopy only inches
from their faces. Candice spread her legs apart and placed the
congressman's hand between her legs. "How does that feel, baby?"
she purred.
He felt his fingers slide into the moist, hot folds of pussy
flesh. "Good, Candy, real good," he admitted. She snaked her hand
around his waist and played with his cock from the other side. It
was still flaccid, from having just shot is load a moment before,
but already it was showing signs of life.
The congressman kept up the rubbing of her cunt. "What will
happen if I keep this up?" he asked teasingly.
"If you keep that up," murmured Candice. "I will come and
come. I will cover yours hands with cunt juice. I will beg for
your hot prick!"
The congressman said nothing, the blood boiling within him.
He pushed her back on the bed. In as second he had rammed his hot
rod deep inside her and was humping her wildly. Candice moaned
loudly and thrashed around on the bed. Her pussy wall fingered
his cock, causing incredible sensations. The congressman held
back until Candice had come three or four times, then shot his
wad. Load after load of bubbling come shot from the tip of his
cock. Candice felt it tear into her pussy, coating the cunt walls
and bubbling profusely out from the sides. satisfied and filled
up, Candice just lay there, her legs spread wide apart. The silky
sheets underneath her covering the firm, but comfortable mattress
slinked at her skin. She hugged at the strong shoulder of the
congressman. He lay, unmoving, enjoying the delicious waves that
washed over him. Fucking Candice, he thought to himself, fucking
Candy.a