Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. INAUGURAL BALL by Danielle Forest Our new Mayor was having his Inaugural Ball tonight and Harry my newest lover had asked me to be his escort for the evening. What does someone wear to an Inaugural Ball? Should I dress in a long evening gown? Conservative business suit? How could I wear any of that stuff and look sexy for Harry? Harry, the best pussy eater that has ever gone down on me. Oh hell, I told myself, just try to look dynamite and put on your silver, metallic, slip lame dress. It wasn't much longer than a slip, the hem just a hair below a Mini, the top just straps and not much more. It shined and fell in creases like liquid aluminum foil. My heels seemed to make it skimpier and shorter as it rode just up below my ass. Hating panties, I never wore them when ever possible, I decided that was the same for tonight. I'd just have to watch how I sat and bent over as to not embarrass poor Harry. When the limousine arrived, I threw on my white mink coat and ran out to greet Harry. He was waiting for me at the curb, holding the door open. "Wait, Danielle, let me see how great you look". I opened the coat and spun around, the dress clinging to me, its short skirt swirling. "my God, your almost naked", Harry said "Do you want me naked, Harry". I said removing the coat. "No, no Danielle, just put the coat back on". Once in the limo, Harry seemed more relaxed and the driver took off. God, the car was huge. There was enough room on the floor to dance or even fuck if we wanted to. I gave Harry a kiss to calm him even more. One arm drew me close and the other went down to my lap. I felt his fingers on my pussy and knew that he now realized that I wasn't wearing panties. "You are naked! Danielle, My God, the Mayor is going to be there." "Oh Harry, trust me, will you. I won't embarrass you. Give me some credit, will you. I won't run naked through the ceremony". "I never know with you". Harry knows that I dance topless and bottomless in the city clubs. I met him when my naked pussy was just inches from his face dancing at a bar. I can't blame him for wondering about me. After all, he is a political advisor to many of the states top politicians. His status can effect the way he makes his living and the people he represents. The ball was really underway when we got there, people dancing, talking, socializing. Harry introduced me to the Mayor and many of the Mayors' aides. I seemed to effect the Mayor in a favorable way. We talked for a long time and as he was dragged away to talk to other important people, he told me he wanted to give me a personal tour of the mansion later in the night and I told him it would be an honor. We were seated near the dance floor and I dragged Harry out to dance many times. He would start dancing at an acceptable arms length, but I would always pull him close to me. I wanted to feel him get hard as I rubbed my pussy into him. When the number was over, he would follow behind me off the dance floor so that no one could see his hard-on. As the night started to progress, I noticed a man at another table staring at me. His gaze never lifted, he just stared. He was unnerving me and it was upsetting. The man gave me the creeps and I knew something had to be done. I excused myself and told Harry I had to go to the ladies room. Instead of moving both my knees out from the table like a lady, I first moved one way out and then the other, exposing myself to this little creep. Before I rose and left, his face blushed a bright pink. After I returned he continued to stare. so I flashed him again. He continued to just stare. Now I was really pissed. Excusing myself again, I rose, one leg after the other, but this time walked right over to his table. When I got there, resting my hands on the table, I leaned over, my tits now exposed to his stare and whispered in his ear, "I really want to get fucked tonight and I think you have the same feeling. Do you mind if I sit for a minute". "Be my guest", he said, and as I sat close to him my platinum pussy was now fully open to his eyes under the table. I removed one of his hands and placed it directly over my cunt and dropped mine to his lap massaging his now hard cock. Whispering again, I said "Now about the two of us fucking, I know what I want and I really think that you had better go fuck your self" and squeezed my hands in a vise grip over his cock, my nails digging into his balls. I pulled as hard as I could rising to leave and continued, "if your balls ever stop bleeding". Releasing him I left and returned to Harry who didn't know anything had happened. It was then that the Mayor came back over. "Excuse me Harry, would you mind if I borrow your escort for awhile. I promised her a tour of the mansion". "Go right ahead Mayor" he said, as I rose and took the Mayors arm. He escorted me out of the ballroom into a corridor and showed me all around the building. "By the way Danielle, my name is Arnold", he said "please call me Arnie". "OK Arnie" I said and as I clutched his waist tighter, his hand moved lower just over my ass. I looked up into his eyes and saw that look I have seem so many times in a mans eyes that said he wanted to fuck me. The difference in tonight from many other nights was that my eyes said I wanted to fuck him too. I turned facing him, moving my body close to his and put my arms around his neck. His hands went over my ass and pulled me tight to him. I was still looking into his blue eyes when he lowered his head and kissed me deeply. His arms were so strong, there could never be a way to break the embrace had I wanted to. My tongue explored his mouth. My pussy was now hot and I could feel his cock rising next to it. I pulled his head tighter to mine and kissed him as one would only kiss a lover. My skirt now had moved high over my ass and Arnie could feel my skin in his hands. My soft flesh told him I was naked under my dress. He broke the kiss, still holding my ass and said, "You are a remarkable woman, Danielle". "You haven't discovered how remarkable I can really be yet Arnie". "I must show you the most important room in the house. Its where all my important deals are consummated. It's where I work long and hard", he said as he led me into the bedroom. The room was remarkable by itself. There was a very large circular bed surrounded by a half circle headboard. In the headboard was a TV, stereo, small refrigerator, wet bar and shelves for books and awards. It was decorated in a bright red. bed cover, red curtains, red velvet wall coverings and a red totally mirrored ceiling. This room was only for one purpose and sleeping was secondary. As I followed Arnie to the full bar, he asked me if I wanted a drink. "Yes, please, a dry martini, straight up." and then I added, "is this the room that you fuck all your constituents in"? "Only the beautiful ones and the goddesses like yourself" I sat on one of the bar stools as he handed me the drink. It burned down my throat as I sipped it, but it was what I needed. He came over to me and stood between my legs and toasted, "To a beautiful night, a lovely woman and unending pleasures". I put my drink on the bar and brought my hands down to his pants, opened his zipper and clutched his hard long cock. It was throbbing as I took it out of his pants and pulled him to me, placing the head at the opening to my wet pussy. I was ready to orgasm at any time as he pulled me and the stool close to him, entering me. As he dropped his pants to his ankles, I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. Lifting me off the stool, he carried to the huge bed and laid me down, still buried deep inside me. The stereo was playing Aerosmith's " Magic Touch" "I need your magic touch, don't you know I'm after you and now I can't let go Take it easy, take me slow You better get it while it's hot now babe Cause I can't let go" "Fuck me, fuck me", was all I could scream "Fuck me Arnie, my God more, fuck me, fill me with all of your hard cock" I screamed again as he violently fucked my pussy. His cock went deep inside me and then pulled all the way back and repeated the motion. My eyes glazed over as the first spasm took control of me. My hips shook, my body convulsed, my arms held him tightly with a fear of losing him. Over and over I came. My breathing was shallow. My head whipped back and forth uncontrollably. I was losing it, losing control of the love making. Arnie continue to fuck and fuck. My body rose off the bed to meet his every thrust as we slammed together in unison. It felt as if he could fuck me for hours, days, years. Time was lost as Arnie continued to impale me on his hard cock. It felt like it had grown to massive proportions, as if it would exit through my throat. The Devil was fucking me and I was loving it and wanted more. Suddenly he moved faster, his body stiffened and exploded deep inside me. Stream after stream of hot sperm shot into me. The cum made my body shudder as I exploded again, again. The massive cock was still moving, still shooting. My pussy was filled with his hot male juices. Aerosmith still sang, "You never know what you got Till they take it away I'm cumin' ready or not You've got me today" Arnie rolled off me, but my body was still on fire. I still couldn't control my breathing. A far away noise sounded like a knocking and a voice saying, "Mr. Langstron, Mayor, you're needed downstairs immediately." I sensed my lover leaving. My glazed eyes just stared at the woman on the ceiling looking back at me. A red woman, dressed in red, red eyes glaring at me. Animals eyes. Her red dress was pushed over her waist, exposing her hips and pussy, the pussy with the red hairs. She was lying on a red bed just like me. I reached up to her and she reached down to me, her fingers inches from mine. More noise, another knock. Another sound, "Hello, hello, may I come in". The red woman above me answered and replied, "Yes". A young man's voice broke my comma, "I'm sorry, I didn't know, please forgive me, I was told.........................". Suddenly I realized someone else was in the room. I rose quickly and stood, my dress falling back down, covering me. A young well dressed young man stood at the door opening. An adorable young man, about 2 or 3 years younger than me I guessed. "The Mayor asked me to tell you that your escort had to leave and that he would see you home later. He wants me to help you with what ever you want until he can get free". He told me his name was Marc. "Well, Marc, please get me a drink. Arnie made a pitcher of martini's and should have left it on the bar. Please join me in a drink". I was trying to gain my composure as I watched this tall stud walk to the bar. He was 6' 2" or 3" and built like an athlete. As he poured a drink for both of us I sat back on a bar stool and asked him to join me on this side. He told me how the Mayor had recruited him out of college and made him a mayoral assistant. He was a political science major and was indebted to the Mayor. I just gazed at this beautiful man. "Marc", I said, "Would you please remove your jacket and shirt" "I ah, I well, ah, shouldn't Mamm. "Marc, didn't the mayor tell you to take care of me and won't he be mad if I say you didn't. And my name isn't Mamm, it's Danielle". "Ah, yes, I guess, Danielle" "Then take off your clothes, I want to see your beautiful body". As he stripped, I stood and walked around him, observing him. I felt his muscular shoulders, chest and arms. "Take your pants and underwear off to, Marc. I want to see what a Mayoral Assistant looks like". Approaching him from behind, I moved against him, my pussy to his ass, my arms closing around his waist, my hands fondling his cock. "Mmm, Marc, you are in great shape, you are a handsome young man", I said as I felt his cock getting harder. "Would you please go over and sit on that bar stool". He sat on the stool and faced me, his cock now more than semi erect. I moved between his legs, my dress rising enough to let my pussy press against his long thin cock. Aerosmith was still playing. "I'm after you and now I can't let go Feel the fire burnin' slow You better get it while it's hot now babe Cause I can't, can't, can't let you go". My arms went over his shoulders and his arms lifted my waist as I sat on his lap, impaling my pussy on top of his now burning hard cock. My feet rested on the stools rungs, giving my pussy the leverage to rise and fall on his cock. I held his face to my breast, his lips and tongue attacking my nipple. His hands held my ass and now he controlled the movement. His hips rose to meet me as my pussy fell to meet him. "Marc", I screamed, "Marc, Oh Marc, Oh God Marc, Yes, lover, yes, ohhhh, more Marc, faster, harder lover, fuck me deeper lover". I rose and fell, rose and fell. I was on fire. I was cumming, my mind was cumming, my pussy was cumming and my body was cumming. My juice flowed as he shot deep inside me. His cock burst free inside my pussy, his seed looking for a home. "I want to cum more, lover. Fuck me , fuck me". I came again and again and finally fell into his arms, exhausted, his cock still moving inside my cunt. Animal instinct made me climb off him and fall before him, grabbing his shaft and licking all his cum off him. I took him into my mouth and licked, trying to clean all of him and me from his cock. Another explosion of sperm shot from his cock. I swallowed all of it and sucked him until he was soft. Still on my knees, I looked back up at him, his seed on my lips. His hands took my face and pulled me up to his lips. We kissed softly. Madonna was now singing, "If I only had one wish Love would always feel like this Wishin' on the stars above, Forbidden love". When my mind and body finally left that far away star, I stood and told Marc to get dressed and I'd meet him downstairs. Bending over, I kissed his cock and walked out of the room. On the way back to the ballroom, I passed the Mayor in the hall talking to a Senator. "Arnie", I said, "Your assistant Marc, deserves a raise".