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I'm an average guy - I'm 28, athletic, 6'4 1/2", light brown hair, green eyes - with an average job, average life, average, average, average... You get my point. I don't really stand out. I work hard without being noticed. I've dated, I'm not a virgin or anything like that but nothing exciting ever happens to me. My only vice is writing stories on a site I'll call KB. I mostly write celebrity fantasies - things I wish would happen but never would - and they get me noticed. I get positive feedback on my stories and a lot of hits on them. Most of the time, at least. You can't always please everyone. But I write the things I love to write and for the most part my readers love what I write also. When I'm writing and when I'm on that site I don't feel average. And that is a very good feeling to feel. Smiley but in the real world I'm still average. Kind of like Peter Parker. Especially since in his world everybody wants Spider-Man. But there are worse things than being average so I don't complain too much... Well it's Friday and I was lazing it up on the couch, the TV on but watching nothing in particular. I work Mondays through Thursdays 10 hours a day and enjoy a long weekend not that there's much joy in it... All of a sudden the door cell rang. I shut off the TV, got off the couch and dropped the remote on the cushion letting it bounce once. Who could it be? I don't really have friends [just my cousin but he lives a few towns away and doesn't drive anymore], and my family lives far away and my dad hates to travel. I continued to mull over the possibilities in my head as a traversed the narrow hallway to the door leading to the enclosed porch of my house. I opened the door, walking out onto my cold porch [windowless on the left side but windowed beyond the door to my right in the little 'sitting' area] in just a pair of socks, blue jeans and a grey sweatshirt I'd torn the sleeves off of. I opened the solid metal door. [hey, this isn't the best neighborhood - I have bars on all the windows and the best security system, too] and peered through the small wire-messed window of my locked screen door. I was shocked to say the least. I unlocked the screen door and pushed it open. "Sarah Palin!" I exclaimed. I blinked. "I mean Governor Palin..." She chuckled. "Former governor Palin," corrected with a smile. "But I'm not here in an official capacity so please call me Sarah. Are you Jim?" She said my last name also. I nodded wondering why she'd be here. Sarah must have seen the puzzlement written on my face. "You're not in any trouble in case you're wondering." That helped me relax a bit and I invited her in. She thanked me as she entered. I locked the screen door and front door behind her. Sarah waited for me to guide her forward and I led her to the living room [good thing I'm a 'neat freak' bachelor]. Sarah sat down on the couch after I moved the remote. I took her coat, hung it for her then offered her a drink but she said no thank you. Sarah seemed so at ease in a stranger's home. She also looked as hot and sexy as usual. Sarah's long brown hair was up in a bun, she had her glasses on [woman in glasses are sexier] and wore a light colored blouse under a grey blazer with matching skirt, black hose and low heels. I was trying to ask her what brought her here but I could not bring myself to speak. Sarah read my face again and saved me the trouble. "I know we're wondering why I'm here," she said, undoing a button on her jacket. "I find out about your postings about me on KB." My mouth fell open and I felt my face grow hot. "I just wanted thank you for coming to my defense on all those occasions. All I hear and read are negative comments about me and you really bolstered me. Thank you so much." Swallowing hard I said, "Y-you're welcome." So many thoughts flew through my head; like how did she find out what I had wrote, and how did she find out it was me who had wrote those things and tracked me down, but none of that mattered. A person with Sarah's clout could find out anything. Then another question occurred to me... My eyes went wide, I felt the blood drain from my face, and without thinking I blurted "If you knew about me saying those things then you also know..." Sarah, who had been smiling the whole time, as she does, nodded. I've had a big crush on her for a long time, and I made some sexual remarks about what I'd love to do to Sarah... "I am so sorry! I..." I could find no words to speak how humiliated and embarrassed I felt. But Sarah saved me. "Don't be sorry, Jim. Ever. Those things you wrote made me feel good, too. I'll admit my husband and I are sexually active, but he's never really satisfied me." I felt my embarrassment being replaced by horniness as Sarah talked openly about her sex life. My cock was beginning to harden in my briefs... "Having such a young man as you pine over an old woman like me..." My words began to return to me. "Sarah," I began, putting my hand on hers. "You are in no way an old woman! Considering you're a mother of 5 your body is so slim and sexy! And for a woman not long from 47 you look so damned young!" I didn't feel embarrassed by my outburst but Sarah was now blushing but her smile never left her face. "See? You know what to say to make me feel good. I know you're being sincere. That's why I wanted to come and thank you in person - a letter would've been too impersonal and hard for you to believe - and what better way to thank you than to let you have your way with me?" Without waiting for a reply Sarah leaned towards me and kissed me passionately. I found my left hand slide up and cup Sarah's huge right tit through her blouse [her jacket had long since been open, she'd been slowly undoing the buttons as we'd talked...]. Sarah moaned and pressed her 36D tit [Sarah told me her bra size later on] into my hand. We kissed for the longest time before Sarah broke the kiss. "You can do ANYTHING you want to me..." She whispered. "Just make sure it stays our secret. I'm married after all, and the scandal would ruin my political career and aspirations. Not to mention my marriage, even if it isn't little more than a 'marriage of convenience'." I nodded. "I would never talk about what happens between us, Sarah." I jumped up. "Don't move!" I dashed to my bedroom and went to my closet. I came back and told Sarah to take off her jacket. She stood and took it off, handing it to me. I put it on a wooden hanger and hung it from a hook on the wall. I asked for her skirt next. She slid out of it and passed it to me. I saw Sarah's slim legs were actually encased in lace-topped stockings. I clipped her skirt up on a hanger I used for my dress pants. I asked for her blouse and she slowly unbuttoned it. A large, overstuffed black bra came into view. It looked thick and satiny, showing lots of cleavage. Then her black satin garter belt came into view followed by black lace 'boy shorts' panties. Sarah sexily slid it off and handed it to me, admiring my huge erection now bulging out against my jeans. I hung her blouse on the same hanger as her skirt and put it up on the hook. Sarah started to undo her bun but I stopped her. "Leave it up," I said. "And your glasses on." "All right," She smiled lowering her arms. I went to her and took her into my arms and kissed her again. My hands went to her soft but firm butt and kneaded it. Sarah groaned, gyrating her body against my throbbing cock as she kissed me harder. I broke our kiss finally leaving Sarah gasping. I led her to the couch and sat down. I told her to seat with her legs curled up under her, facing me. She did that and I rubbed my crotch. "Now lean all the way down, take my cock out and suck me off." Sarah's smile turned mischievous as she leaned down and undid my jeans. She pushed them down to my feet with my briefs. Her eyes went wide and she licked her lips. I guess there is one thing about me that is not average [other than my height and size 15 feet]; I have a 9" long cock that's pretty thick, too [Sarah later admitted to me in bed her husband is hardly 6" and far from thick]. Sarah swooped down and engulfed my rod. She reached between my legs and cupped my balls gently as her mouth slid expertly up and down my cock [she admitted she got a lot of practice sucking off other politicians at times to get what she needed]. She was easily able to deep-throat me and she used so many techniques to get me off. I was spurting into Sarah's mouth 10 minutes later and she was swallowing every drop. She licked me clean then looked up at me expectantly. I told Sarah stand up and take off her panties. She stood up and slid down her tight panties, revealing her forest of dark brown curls covering her mound and pussy. Sarah stepped out of them as I kicked off jeans and briefs. "Turn that big, beautiful butt to me and lower yourself onto my cock..." I held my cock as she lowered her pussy down onto my cock. "And don't stop riding me until I say..." I marveled at how hairy her butt crack was... Sarah had such a tight pussy but she slid smoothly along my cock. I reached around and grabbed her huge tits which made her ride my cock faster. Sarah began to have her first orgasm but never slowed down. She eventually came 14 times during our 20 minute long first fuck. We were covered in sweat and Sarah was breathing heavy when I blew my load up her pussy. Sarah kept riding me as I'd told her to do. I let go of her tits and unclasped her huge bra. I told her to slide up off of my cock for just a moment. Sarah did so with a grunt, our juices pouring out of her inflamed opening. I repositioned my cock and told her to slide back down on it. She did but the new angle allowed my cock to slip into her butt. "Oh!" was all Sarah uttered as she took me up her [I found out later] virgin butt. It took longer for her to take me up her butt because she was so tight but eventually Sarah had me in her to the root. I then told her - without letting my cock leave her butt - to rotate her body around on me until she was facing me. She groaned and slowly did so clockwise, first repositioning her right leg and later her left. She remained silent but her face read volumes. "What are you thinking, Sarah?" I asked her. Her face broke out in a big grin. "I'm thinking you're a bigger pervert than I'd have guessed. And I love it!" I slid her bra off as she began to ride my cock once more. Her tits were still high and firm for her age, capped off by huge, reddish-brown areolas, oval in shape. Her nipples poked out long and thick; I sucked on her left nipple as I kneaded her right tit. Sarah started to cum again even though she hadn't built up much of a pace yet. In fact I only lasted 15 up her butt but Sarah came at least 2 dozen times, many 3 orgasms in a row. We sat there for the longest time, all sweaty and breathing hard. I began kissing Sarah's neck and she began to giggle. My cock got hard once more and Sarah clung to me as I carried her to my bedroom on my hard cock. We fucked the rest of the day - stopping to eat some take out delivery Sarah said for - before we resumed. We fucked in the shower the next morning then fucked a few times in every room before returning to bed. Sarah had to leave Sunday morning and we fucked one last time in the shower. As she dressed after Sarah giggled. "I wanted to let you have your way with me as a thank you, but I have to thank you for giving me such an excellent weekend. I will be back as much as possible, that I promise you," she said then we kissed but my front door, her huge tits crushed against my chest. I waved as Sarah drove off, thinking how quickly my average, ordinary life changed to extraordinary. THE END Author's Note: Sometimes I feel like Stephen King when I do this at the end of a story. That's a good feeling. Smiley What I like about this story is that it's more likely to happen than my other celebrity stories. Think about it: Bexy constantly posts about how hot Clive Owens is. He has a friend who is a member of KB who tells him and he checks it out. He gets all turned on, tracks down Bexy and... Wink It could happen. I'd thought about writing this story for months and had it all laid out in my head about a week ago as I jerked off to the fantasy. I was just trying to decide yesterday if this was indeed a celebrity story; well, Sarah is always in the media's eye, and she is an author so I guess she is a celebrity... 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