The Artist - 2020 Revision

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Given the political season that is going full force in the US, I have decided to edit, update and reissue “The Artist,” a story that I wrote in 2012.

The feeling was spectacular as she ran her hand up and down every ridge and vein of my hard cock. Down, her hand traveled as she reached the base before letting out a soft moan, starting the trip back up to my mushroom head. Up and back she went until she reached the tip once, pausing to tease my fat head.

“Ooooh, you’re amazing Ang,” I moaned, enjoying every moment. Ang, or Angela was a true hand job artist who would have a doctorate in the subject if one was awarded. As my passion rose, she read my signs and slowed before leaning over to give me a taste of her had nipples.

“You like,” she whispered. “I added just a touch of Vaseline to thicken the lube. A special recipe just for you.” Angela knew that the only thing I loved more than her razor sharp nipples was the curve of her ass. Having removed her panties earlier, she spun around on my prone body as she lowered her perfect butt to meet my torso. My cock was outside of her, being teased relentlessly.

As she faced away from me, she resumed the slow up and down on my dripping pole. Up and down slowly at first, gaining speed until her hand became a blur before stopping cold and starting the process again. The lube was perfect, her ass was perfect as I felt my cum gather at the base as she stopped completely once again.

“I hope you’re enjoying yourself, honey,” she said as she climbed off my body. Ang spun around and faced me, giving me a perfect view of her shaved pussy and b cup tits. We still have time,” she whispered as she slowly massaged my balls. “They’re so big, so full of cum,” she cooed as she continued, moving her hand below to the spot between my asshole and balls before moving further down, inserting a lubed finger gently into my ass. Taking her other hand, she resumed the slow up and down motion, leaning into me. “Tell me how much you want me, how much you want to put your big, fat cock in my beautiful pussy. Greg, I know you want me wrapped around your fat cock.” With every word YOUR. FAT. COCK, she gently teased my prostate. Her half-hour handiwork had made my toes curl.

I could hear noise from down the hall, some arguing and yelling. Then screaming and crying, but I was so lost in my orgasm that it went off as Ang wanted it to. Strumming me from the inside, stroking my hard cock faster and faster until the first volley launched as I screamed. Landing on her left breast followed by another on the right breast as the door to the room was ripped from the hinges as a man burst into the room.

“Put your clothes on,” demanded the man dressed in a Nike tee-shirt and sneakers. My confusion ended when I saw the police badge that was attached to his belt, right alongside his holster, which was empty. It was then that I saw his service revolver in his right hand.

Perhaps some background... On my 18th birthday, a bunch of my buddies took me for what they called a massage. They told me not to tell anyone where I was going, especially my parents. My friend Steve handed me $200 in cash and took me to a door that had no sign on it, just a doorbell. He rang the bell, and in a few minutes, we were met by a tall, older woman who he called Jane. It was obvious that they knew each other.

“Is this your friend,” she asked, to which John answered that I was, indeed, the birthday boy. The guys left me at the door, telling me to meet them at the cafe on the corner when I was done. Jane was a nice older lady, maybe a few years younger than my mom. Looking at her closely, I thought she was kind of hot; something I had never thought of a woman who was probably over 35.

Jane took me into a room a sat me on a massage table. While she waited, three women came in, one at a time. The first was a black woman with huge tits named Clara, I think. The second was Angela and the third was a tall, thin woman with almost no tits who seemed to be pretty young. Something attracted me to Angela, so I chose her. “She is lovely, said Jane as she took $75, asked me to undress and left the room.

Within a few minutes, I was laying face down on the massage table as I heard the door open as Angela returned. I turned to look in her direction and was surprised to see her dressed in sexy tight shorts and a skimpy top with a push up bra. Until this point, I thought this was a legit massage; now I was not sure. Looking back on it, I was pretty stupid not to figure this out.

This was the first night that Angela and I were together. I was so nervous that I could barely get hard, but Angel’s talented hands won the day and I finished the mission that I had been sent on. I had hand jobs from girlfriends before, and had given myself countless ones since I was a young teen, but Angela’s hands were different. They were spectacular.

Even now, dating Rebecca Hargrove, I came to Angela a few times a year for old times sake. Rebec'ca was high society which didn’t stop her from fucking and sucking with the best of them.

That was four years ago and now here I was with cum all over myself and Angela and a cop with a gun drawn. Put on your clothes, sir,” he said. My girlfriend’s dad was the Attorney General of the state where we live and was running to replace the Governor. This was not good.

Outside I could hear motion in the hallway. The massage business was booming, and Jane a bunch of women working that night. Throughout the massage parlor, we heard screams and crying and men who must’ve been shitting in their pants; I am sure that many were married or had girlfriends…

As all of this unfolded and the potential damage to the people in my life occurred to me; including Rebecca and the Attorney General, my stomach sank. The cop threw me a towel and told me to clean up and get dressed, as I wiped my cum off Angela and myself as the two of us dressed. The officer cuffed us both and started to recite the rights that I had heard on television so many times; “You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say can and will be held against you.” Oh fuck.

As he was finishing, a tall black man with a shaven head entered the room. His expensive suit didn’t fit the scene, and I caught a glimpse of a wire that snaked out of his buttoned collar that lead to an earpiece. “These two are mine,”; is all he said.

“And who, may I ask who the hell you are” said the surprised cop.

“We’re taking both of them under Penal Code 356-4D7, they are states witnesses. This is a sensitive situation; your captain will be briefed.” With that he asked the stunned cop to remove the cuffs and leave the room. Within five minutes, the place was empty aside from me, Angela and the tall man in the suit.

“Let’s go before the press arrives,” he suggested as he took the two of out onto the street to an unmarked SUV and we drove off into the night.
 
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The ride seemed endless but was only about fifteen minutes. I sat silent as Angela cried beside me. “They’ll deport me, send me back to Russia,” she said over and over again. I assured her that things would be ok even though I had no idea what was about to happen.

We arrived at a warehouse and the guy in the passenger seat got out and opened the bay door, allowing us to drive in. The place was empty, aside from two other cars and three guys who seemed ready to greet us. We parked near the other two cars and as we got out, I heard a horn beep. We all turned around to see Rebecca arrive in her BMW convertible. This was not going to be good.

“What the fuck is going on,” she demanded as she got out of the car.

“Hi, I can explain,” I started, unsure of what I would say next. I told the truth, “friends had taken me to a happy ending place when I was 18 where I met Angela.”

“That was five years ago, why were you there tonight?”

Motioning toward an office that seemed abandoned, I asked Rebecca if we could talk in private. “No. Right here, right now,” she demanded.

I told her that Angela and I hooked up a few times a year for fun. It was nothing against Rebecca, but I just wanted something different sometimes. “So you’re fucking this whore?”

“No, actually I am not,” I was glad to say.

“Are you fucking my boyfriend,” what’s your name again, Rebecca asked.

“Angela,” she replied, “and no, we are not having sex or fucking as you say.”

“So why the fuck are you there,” Michael,

“Michael,” Angela asked.

“My real name is Mike, or Michael.” I replied.

“You’re not answering, Mike," started Rebecca. Turning to the guy who drove the SUV, she said “Joe, what was he doing there?”

“Um,” he started uncomfortably, “I didn’t see what they were doing. When we entered the room, Mike was lying on the table, and the girl was naked, actually both were. It seemed as though there were, uhm, finished.”

“Since you weren't fucking her, were you were getting a blow job or hand job,” Rebecca asked.

“Hand,” I replied in almost a whisper.

“What,” she barked.

“I was getting a hand job,” he said in a louder voice.

“Both of you, come with me,” Rebecca demanded. As the SUV crowd tried to follow, she said just the three of us. “You guys can go home now. Not a word to my father about this, and, thanks for saving Mike’s ass, as well as my dad’s.”

We walked into the private office that I tried to get to before, Angela first, then me, followed by Rebecca. Slamming the door behind us, she said “so what does this tramp have that I don’t. Clearly I have a better body, and you know that nobody fucks like I do, Mike. So what is it?”

“Ang gives amazing hand jobs,” I said. The sooner I got through this, the better off I would be. I figured that my relationship with Rebecca was over, and who knows what would happen to me when her dad found out about this.

“Ang? You have a nick name for this slut? What else do you talk to her about?”

“Nothing, Bec. It is purely business.”


“So my dad is Attorney General of the state, running for governor with an election just a few months away. You would risk all of that, plus your relationship with me for a hand job? She must be reeealy good! In fact, Angela, why don’t you show me how good you are. Over there, on the couch,” she said motioning toward the leather sofa on the further wall of the office. “Show me everything.”

“Are you sure, I asked. I am not sure I can do this right now. There’s a bit of tension in the room.”

“If she is that good, she can overcome your stage fright. I know you can go for two or more rounds with me.”

“I really don’t want to,” Angela started.

“Do you think I fucking care? You really don’t have a choice, bitch. I can have immigration here in no time to ship your slutty ass back to wherever the fuck you came from or I can have you arrested for prostitution. You’re lucky for now. All the others from your place have been busted, and my dad is making an example of them and the men who were visiting tonight. All the women are going back to wherever they’re from and all the men will pay fines, but not before their wives get a call from the police to bail their sorry asses out of jail.”

“I walked toward the couch, removing my clothes as I went. We have no choice, Ang. You might as well just do it." The direct approach with Rebecca was often the best. Get it out there and move on... Angela followed me to the couch where she found my tiny, soft dick. This wasn’t going to be easy.

“Slut, I want to see you naked too, just like you were when you were jerking off MY BOYFRIEND an hour ago,” demanded Rebecca.

“Bec, I started, this has gone far enough,” giving it one more try.

“Now,” was her only reply.

Taking my soft cock in her hand, Angela began massaging up and down. I had no response to this; I guess it was stage fright. She then sucked a finger into her mouth as though it was a small cock, working it in and out. Once moist, she reached below my balls and started teasing the area above my asshole before inserting a finger just enough to reach my prostate, causing my dick to jump. She rested my cock against my torso, moving her palm against the mushroom tip, rubbing back and forth as she began to tease me to hardness. Now I was in heaven.

“I need my robe,” she said to Rebecca as she watched the two of us. Rebecca tossed the robe to us, and Ang got her tube of magic oil and Vaseline mixture. As she coated my cock, she leaned over and said “come play with me big boy. You’re so big and fat. I can’t wait to see you cum for me.” I am sure you have a big, juicy load that you want to spray all over my tits.” I was in the moment, getting stiffer as Angela worked her magic.

“Don’t you want to cover my body?”

“Oh yes, Ang, keep going, I said, trying to ignore Rebecca. “You are so fucking good at this, the best I ever had. I can feel your hand as it passes every ridge, every vein, every curve of my cock, so, so good.” I was putting on a show for Rebecca and Angela knew it.

“If you think my hands are good, think of what it would be like to be in my mouth, my wet pussy or my tight, clenching ass, it would be SOOO good to have you there after all this time, filling me with your cum.” Continuing, she said “Rebecca has amazing tits. So big and firm. I bet you love to fuck her tits and cum all over her too. How tight is her pussy, Greg, I mean Mike?”

“You want to see my tits, bitch? Look at these, Rebecca said as she pulled her shirt over her head. 34 fuckin Ds. Guys would give their right nut to get to these babies."

“She has an amazing pussy, so great to fuck her,” I said as Ang continued.

“I can feel you pulsing, cooking up a huge, hot load just for me,” Angela whispered as her hands slowed to a teasing pace of up and down. “I bet it’s your biggest load ever,” she said.

“Oh yeah,” I groaned as her hands continued. “I want to cover you with my cum.”

Rebecca sensed that Ang and I were together in the moment, and her tits had little effect on either of us. Taking back the upper hand, Rebecca grabbed my penis, sucking it into her mouth as I erupted, forcing me to spray her tongue over and over again. When I was done, Rebecca removed my softening cock.

“This cock is mine, Angela. I may let you play with it from time to time, but it is MINE. Don’t ever forget that.”

Actually, it was my penis, but thought better of raising this point now. Rebecca had not killed me yet, had me arrested or broken up with me. I was ahead, I guess.

“Angela. I have plans for you, my dear,” she said with a glint in her eye as she wiped a drop of cum from her chin. “Big plans.”
 
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After a stern warning from Rebecca not to think of bolting on her, the three of us met the next morning at a downtown Starbucks.

“I have no money, it was lost in the raid along with my cell phone,” said Angela.
Thinking of that already, Rebecca handed Angela $300 in cash and a new phone. “Your old account has been deleted, but I have your call list from the past three months. Some interesting phone numbers in there. I’m not sure if you know who these people are, but some are very interesting.

Stay here, I have to use the bathroom.” As she walked away, she called to me, “I may need some help. Don’t leave, Ang, we’re not done yet.”

I followed her down the hall and into the bathroom. “You got yourself into some fucking mess, Mikey boy. But we can use this to my, I mean our advantage. Sit down.” Looking around, I thought the toilet seat was the only option, so I sat. For some strange reason I still love you,” she said. "Take off your pants."

As soon as my pants were down, Rebecca got on her knees in front of me. “Now remember, this is my cock.”

“Don’t you mean my cock,” I replied, pointing to myself.

“No,” she replied as she took me in her mouth.

As soon as I was hard, she stood up and lifted her skirt. For months, I had begged her to shave herself clean, and now she had. She was spectacular. “You like,” she asked before turning around to face the door. “I’ve been so fucking hot since watching Angela jerk you off, and I need you inside of me,” as she backed onto my cock, descending on my pole as it disappeared inside her hot wet pussy.

“This is your pussy, and that is my cock, don’t ever forget that,” she whispered as she rode me up and down before settling back with my whole cock inside her.

“I won’t forget, now stand up.”

As soon as she stood, I bent her over the sink. “This is for you, Bec” I said I rammed her in and out at full speed over and over until she could no longer remain silent. To anyone outside, the sound was unmistakable as she crashed from one orgasm to the next as I unloaded deep inside her.

We emerged from the bathroom as the room fell silent. We both returned to the table to rejoin Angela as if nothing had happened. “We’re not done yet, Angela. You stay with Mike. I need three days. We will meet back here again on Wednesday morning. Ang, I am lending my cock to you, use it as you wish at no charge.” See you at 9:00. Rebecca stood, kissed me on the lips, turned and kissed Ang on the lips and left.

Along with the others at Starbucks, we were stunned.

Angela had to be watched so she wouldn’t take off or talk to anyone, and she couldn’t be seen with me, a story about the boyfriend of a candidate for governor being seen with a woman other than Rebecca could be damaging, so one of the handlers from the night before was waiting outside of Starbucks to take us out of town for a few days. “Mike is limited, as always to hand jobs, and take care of TJ. That’s why I gave you 300 bucks.” I recognized TJ as one of the guys who got us away from the cops the night before.

TJ was introduced to the two of us by Rebecca before he took us back to the SUV from the night before. The three of us got in the truck with TJ as he spoke to Rebecca for a few minutes. “I need three or four days. You’ll know when I am ready to see you again.” After handing some cash to TJ, she added “get some clothes and whatever else you need.” With that statement, Rebecca climbed into her BMW, swinging an illegal U-turn across two lanes of traffic as we headed out toward the highway in the SUV.

We stopped at a mall about a half-hour out of the city to get some fresh clothes. TJ took me to The Gap to get jeans and a few clean shirts. Next, we took Angela to a high-end store that I had never heard of for some of the hottest clothes I had ever seen. Last stop was at Victoria’s Secret. “Rebecca suggested that you should probably replace the Wal-Mart bras and panties that you are wearing.” Angela chose a few hot outfits and headed for the dressing room.

“Sorry, Angela,” Rebecca says that I can’t let you out of my sight,” TJ said he followed her to the dressing rooms. “Come on, Mike, what are you waiting for?” I followed along, about three steps behind them.. TJ took Angela’s hand as if they were dating.

Once in the dressing room, Angela tried on sexy push-up bra and thong panties that showed of her amazing ass. “Not too shabby,” mentioned TJ as he sat to watch the show.”

While changing to her second selection, removed her top and stood in front of us as she played with her nipples. Angela’s rock-hard nips were a close second to her amazing ass. “You boys want to play,” she whispered. Ang removed her panties, sucking her finger like a little cock before sitting back, spreading her legs and burying it deep inside her.

“TJ,” can you help me please?”

TJ stood just in front of her as she massaged his cock through his pants as he moaned quietly. “Want some,” she asked as if any straight man with a pulse would say no. Within seconds, TJ was sitting in the chair, cock pointed toward the ceiling, as Angela turned, facing away from him. As she sat on his lap, TJs cock was trapped between her amazing globes of ass flesh as she moved forward just enough to catch his tip between the swollen lips of her pussy. The man was in heaven as he sat, and was used as a human dildo, with her fucking back, forth, up, down, side to side.

“Mike, don’t just stand there, join us,” as she pulled me toward her by the waist of my pants. I unzipped, and as my cock was freed, it jumped up and hit Angela in the face. “I know what you want, but Rebecca said ‘hands only.’”

Angela took my cock and worked her magic with her talented fingers as she rode TJ’s erection. TJ couldn’t take it much longer and grunted as he shot a load deep inside her pussy.

Just as TJ was reaching his climax, there was a knock at the door “Store security, is everything ok in there,” asked a female voice from the other side if the door. “We are fine,” I said as the three of us laughed.”

“Sir, store policy is that only one customer and a visitor is allowed in the dressing room at one time. Please exit now.”

Angela leaned over and opened the door to find a tall blonde woman with huge tits. The woman stood there, seeing a naked woman, pussy filled with cum sitting on top of a muscled man, along with me, standing there like a dope with my rock-hard cock in my hand.

“Well, this is interesting,” she said with a gleam in her eye. “I can call mall security, or maybe work something out, as she entered the dressing room. “I would guess that you would choose the first option,” she continued as she unbuttoned her uniform to her reveal spectacular, perfect, huge tits. I guess the three of us were staring because she said “Yeah, that’s the typical response that I get. Unlike others in this place, mine are 100% natural.”

We were frozen in place, awaiting her next move. “Come here, hun” she said as she lifted her impressive breast to Angela’s mouth.

“I’ve never mmmfff.”

“Well, time to start,” replied the nameless security guard as she fed her tit to Angela. TJ and I watched as Angela learned her new skill. “My boyfriend says that I can’t fuck anyone else, but he never mentioned…” as she pulled me toward her, putting my cock in her mouth. “No reason all the customers can’t be satisfied” she added as she came up for a breath before taking me back in. “Yeah, make love to my girls,” she moaned as she ran her fingers through Angela’s hair.

I lost control as she buried my cock to the hilt, unloading deep in her throat, as the security guard joined me in a quiet orgasm. “You’re good for the first time, hon,” she said to Angela. I can’t always cum without touching my pussy.”

It was over as fast as it started. We paid for the clothes and caught our mystery woman standing guard at the door. “Thanks for shopping at Victoria’s Secret. Come back any time, especially you,” she said as she discretely held Angela’s hand for a minute.

“What the fuck was that, you know Rebecca’s rules” TJ asked.

“I know the rules, but had no choice,” we don’t want to be exposed to the public. The three of us laughed as we left the mall.

TJ took us to his ski condo about two hours out of the city. It was summer and quiet there, so we were less likely to be spotted.

TJ turned out to be a nice guy. He took us hiking in the woods, and the three of us went sailing on a nearby lake. Rebecca had called my boss to tell her that I had a nasty virus and would be out for the rest of the week.

I spent each night alone, but could hear Angela working her magic on TJ several times. On the third morning, I came into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee and could hear the shower running. Angela’s bed was made and TJ’s was still a mess. Neither was anywhere to be found in the condo. When I heard flirtatious laughter in the shower I figured out where TJ and Angela were. I was actually a bit jealous.

Ang’s cell phone rang a few times and went to voicemail before the couple emerged fully dressed from the bedroom. Rebecca called me at about 10:00 on my cell. After asking me how I was, she told me that Angela should check her cell phone for any calls, but not to return any of them yet, and then asked me to hand the phone to TJ who just said “yes, no,. ok” into the phone before grabbing a pen and writing an address. After hanging up with Rebecca, he said “time to go now, pack up your stuff.

Angela told me that she got three calls for massage appointments, and I asked to hear them. Each said about the same thing “Hey, good to see you back Ang; I saw your posts online. Congrats on the new place! Can’t wait to see you again.” As we drove back into town, Angela’s new phone rang several more times and Angela didn’t bother answering.

TJ claimed to know nothing. Apparently Rebecca had something up her sleeve. We drove back into town to the address that Rebecca shared with Ang. TJ took our items out of the truck, and gave Angela deep French kiss before heading off. “Nice to meet you,” was all he said.

Rebecca drove up just as TJ headed out. “Hey kids, hope you had a good vay-cay, now let’s get to work.” After taking us into an apartment on the second floor, she explained what was going on. “I’ve placed several ads in the cum rags around town and most of the hook-up websites. ‘Angela’s magic hands are back’ is the theme of the ads. I assume your fans are calling. You are now free of whichever scumbag that you worked for before this. Now you work for me.”

“What if one of us goes to the cops or the press with this,” I asked.

“You won’t, Mike. Who do you think got you the job at Accurate Engineering? Want to see you license and your career go away, try me. If Angelique Rokmonitz wants to go back to Mother Russia, she can try as well.”

“And what do you want,” I asked.

“I want to start a new business. Angela has a talent, and I want an override as a founder of the new company,” she replied. “I just want 15% off the top. That should leave a nice amount for Angela.” She discussed this as if Angela wasn’t in the room, but while we were there, the phone rang twice more. “The money is out there Angela; all you have to do is return the calls. Don’t worry, the line is encrypted. Nobody can trace you.”

“I guess we’re in business,” replied Angela.

“One more thing; I want to see these magic hands of yours.” With that, Rebecca unbuttoned the silk blouse she was wearing revealing her perky braless beauties.

“This is my first time with a woman, make it good,” demanded Rebecca as she removed Angela’s tee shirt.

Approaching with nervousness, the two women kissed lightly on the lips at first before their kissing became more passionate. Tongues entered mouths as the two women explored each other’s tits. Angela’s rather small pert boobs were hot next to Bec’s much larger, firm tits. Pants came off next as the two cupped each other’s asses. Rebecca had a smaller ass than Angela’s. What Angela lacked in boobs she more than made up for in her impressive ass. Thongs flew off next as Angela guided Rebecca onto the bed, covering her boobs with light kisses and nibbles as her hand traveled down between Bec’s legs as they parted. Angela seemed to be a natural, moving her fingers as expertly on a pussy as she did on a cock.

“MMMMmmm” moaned Rebecca into Angela’s open mouth as they kissed. Two fingers disappeared inside of Rebecca’s womanhood and then traveled up as they pushed gently on her G Spot from inside of her warm, wet pussy. Rebecca was well on her way to a wonderful orgasm as Angela moved her other hand to Bec’s exposed clit as she began masturbating it as if it was a small cock with its own life. Rebecca crashed from orgasm to orgasm as this continued for several minutes.

Unable to resist, I removed every stitch of clothing and jerked my fat cock off while watching this spectacle.

Angela removed her soaking fingers, feeding Rebecca her own nectar before kissing her once again as I neared climax. My sudden moan was a reminder to the women that they were not alone. I had three days of molten cum inside me that was ready to explode. Forcing Angela down on her knees, Rebecca fed my cock into her mouth as my seven inches disappeared as her throat seemed to open to swallow my entire being as I erupted deep inside her.

Rebecca had unleashed two new talents of Angela’s.

Time to rewrite the ad.
 
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In the few days that we were gone, Rebecca rented and furnished an apartment in a nice downtown building. The two bedrooms made if convenient for Angela since she would work in one and use the other for sleep time. The living room had a full set of furniture, flat screen TV and top-grade audio system. Bec had supplied it all; dishes, towels, soap, and other private items that would make this a decent place to live for Angela.

While we were there, Ang’s cell rang twice more. With the new apartment, she could raise her fees to cover the 15% vig to Rebecca. Rent and upkeep would be Angela’s responsibility.

“Why.” I after we left the apartment. “Why not just deport her to Russia,” I asked.

“I have my reasons” was all she would offer as an answer. “But you are to stay away from her unless I am with the two of you.”

Without responding to the last demand, I said, “I never had a chance to apologize to you. I am sure that getting a call from Joe and TJ was not easy for you. And I am sorry for cheating on you.”

“That’s in the past, you’re forgiven,” Rebecca offered at first. “I really do love you, Mike. Sometimes guys do stupid things. Just don’t do it again; and more than anything, don’t embarrass my dad. I think he might just win this thing.”

The weeks leading up to the election went quickly and Rebecca’s dad was actually up a bit in the polls. Meanwhile, Angela stayed busy as the money came flowing in. She was averaging $2,000 a day, six days a week. Rebecca’s cut was not enough to live on, but gave her some nice added cash, sometimes more than $1,000 a week. I stayed busy at work, working on a huge new project that had just come in.

After working late one night, I came home to find Rebecca and Angela sitting in my living room, watching a video. “Welcome home, Mike, I hope you don’t mind that I let us in.”

“No problem. Good to see you again, Angela.” As I walked through the room to use the bathroom, I glanced into the bedroom and noticed that my bed was messed up. I walked into the room to leave my laptop bag and saw a dildo and what looked like a leather belt on the night stand.

“Ladies,” I called into the next room, “can you come in here please?”

It took them a bit of time to join me in the room, but the wait was worth it, both were totally nude.

“We thought you’d never get home, we tried waiting for you, but couldn’t resist. It would’ve been fun if you walked in on us,” said Angela.

“You are way overdressed, Mike,” said Rebecca as she started unbuttoning my shirt. As the three of us made our way to the unmade bed, Bec kissed me before I turned toward Angela. “It’s ok,” was all she said. With that cue, I kissed Angela deeply before Rebecca joined us for a three-way kiss as our three tongues snaked around each other in a dick hardening dance.

“I am here for a hand job lesson first,” said Rebecca, taking charge of the scene. “Then I have something to teach Ang and I need your help.”

“Class is in session,” was my only reply as Bec pushed me back on the bed.

“The most sensitive part of the cock is right under the head, started Ang as she rubbed the sensitive area that she described. “A man also likes to be massaged between his balls and ass. If you push in the right place you can actually put pressure on his prostate from outside.”

“Just show me, I will follow,” said Rebecca.

Following directions, Ang put my hard cock against my torso, teasing my cock head and the area that she had just described. Yup, it felt good. Trailing her finger down the shaft, she stopped to play with my aching balls before pressing and playing with my taint. Oh, this was amazing.

While she was busy teasing me, Rebecca moved up and licked and kissed Angela’s tits as her hand snaked down between her legs. “Oooohhhh,” was all I heard before the two women started a deep French kiss. Watching the two of them kiss and the manipulations on my cock were getting to me. “Better slow down, I don’t want this to end too soon.” I suggested.

The two women left my cock and they continued to kiss and fondle each other’s breasts. Since Bec didn’t want me to fuck Angela, I decided that the dildo that was sitting on the nightstand would make a nice substitute. I rubbed its flanged head up and down, back, and forth along Angela’s slit before burying it to the hilt on one strong stroke. As soon as the toy bottomed out, I pulled it out until just the tip rested between her pink lips before pushing it in to the hilt once again. Angela caught the rhythm as she bucked up to meet my thrusts. “Oh fuck me, Mike! Fuck me with that big cock of yours,” she moaned as she pushed bac, swallowing the entire dildo with her dripping pussy.

Rebecca continued her workout on Ang’s boobs as she took her right hand and massaged her clit as I fucked her with the dildo. As if reading my mind, she said “I bet you wish that was your fat cock fucking Angela. She is so fucking hot. You could fuck her from behind while you fondle her beautiful body until you fill her with your hot cum.”

“Oh, I would love that,” I replied instinctively.

On cue, she took the dildo from me and pulled it out of Angela, leaving a void as Ang continued to fuck the air. “Enough for now, back to the lesson.” Rebecca took my cock in her hand, massaging the places that Angela suggested. Although it felt good, I had to admit that Angela was the better of the two. “How’s that my sexy man,” asked Rebecca.

“Aaaaamazing.”

“I can feel the ridges of his cock. Feel the heat and the power of him. I bet he’s going to cum soon, Ang, don’t you.” She asked.

“Yes, I think he is ready.”

Again, Rebecca stopped abruptly. “Time for the second lesson,” she said. “Angela, stay on all-fours like you are.” She was so good at directing. “Now, Michael, this is a one-time thing. I want you to bury your cock inside of her, and then tell her how big you are before pulling out.

Not wanting to miss this chance, I followed her instructions. As my cock hit bottom he said “Rebecca measured me last week, and I am just over 8 inches long, 5 ½ measured around. Feel my size.”

“Oh yes,” she cooed.

“Now put your fat cock against Angela’s asshole, Mike. Angela, you back onto him. I want him buried in your ass. That is the second lesson,” she directed.

Again, not wanting to miss this, I did as I was told. I sat with the tip of my cock resting against Angela’s tight bung hole. As Angela backed onto my cock, Bec said “just as we did with the dildo, take it all.” Being the obedient one, and horny as hell, Angela backed onto me slowly, seemingly an inch or less at a time until I was fully inside her.

“It’s good, just as I told you,” suggested Rebecca.

“Ok, but getting better.” Ang replied.

“Now fuck him. Fuck the cum out of him, Ang.”

Angela did as directed by Rebecca as I grabbed her wide hips and forced myself into her over and over. I heard a low grown that built in pitch and intensity as Bec screamed “fuck me with your big, fat cock, Mike. Bury yourself in there,” she demanded as the orgasm started deep within her. At first it seemed like a whimper, but the sounds and shaking grew steadily until Angela was screaming and bucking wildly. Good thing I could stay with her.

I caught the vibe as I started to moan myself. “I am going cum, oh my god, ohhhhh,” I screamed as the orgasm started. What followed as an amazing explosion within my body, starting deep in my toes and traveling quickly to my legs, arms, and my cock. Our screaming continued as we joined in a spectacular climax.

The next morning, I awoke to a pot of coffee brewing in the kitchen. Angela was gone, only Rebecca remained. She was wearing skin-tight jeans and a low-cut sweater that made her look very sexy. I heard her on her cell phone watching the news as I took my first cup of coffee.

Apparently, someone was accusing her dad of favoritism in choosing which cases to prosecute and which to dismiss.

“My name is Peter Murphy, I have worked in the Attorney General’s office for five years. When deciding which cases to bring to court. I have proof that Attorney General Hargrove has shown a pattern of favoritism toward donors of his past and current campaign. Two of the most striking cases of this were the dismissal of a DWI and vehicular manslaughter charge against Assistant Attorney General Johnstone’s daughter and the decision not to bring charges against Charles McCay, who is now your largest contributor.”

Without offering details, Murphy went on to give vague stories that could not only ruin Hargrove’s career, but cost his job and maybe some time in jail.

“I have to handle this,” said Rebecca as she went for her coat and car keys. “Talk to you later. As the door closed behind her, I wondered what the hell was going on.

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It was just before 6:00 when my phone rang. I was buried in work and had planned to stay at late to catch up.

“It’s Bec, turn on KRUS-7,” was all she said before hanging up.

I headed for the break room and grabbed the remote. “This is Christi McGee, KRUS news with a breaking story. This morning, Peter Murphy from the Attorney General’s office held a press conference accusing gubernatorial candidate and current Attorney General Rick Hargrove of several misdeeds that could have crippled his career and may have led to prosecution. I am here now with Mr. Murphy who contacted me directly because he wanted to clarify is statement.”

The camera panned to Murphy who explained that the accusations were untrue. “Yes, these cases were dismissed, but we had clear reason to do so. Evidence that I will provide if needed to clear the air and clear Rick of any wrongdoing.”

When asked why he did this to begin with, Murphy explained that he had been pushed by the opponent to do so. “We all work in the AG’s office, but we’re not always members of the same political party. I would like to take this opportunity to personally apologize to Rick, his wife Sandy and his entire family and campaign staff. I will be resigning from my position in the Attorney General’s office immediately.”

I had heard enough, so I turned off the television and called Rebecca. “This is amazing, I can’t believe it,” I said.

“Not surprising at all,” replied Rebecca. “Can you come to my place now,” she asked. “I know you’re swamped, but I need to see you.”

Within fifteen minutes I opened the door to her apartment to find Rebecca lying naked on the couch with three fingers buried deep inside her soaking wet pussy. “Come, sit with me and watch,” she offered.

The television showed a video of Angela standing nude with her back to the camera. I could see her client’s feet in front of her as she leaned over to caress the man’s balls. As she moved to the right I could see the man’s face. It was Peter Murphy, getting jerked off by Angela.

“He has such a small penis, it really is too bad. Now he has no job, no reputation, and a small dick too. I feel a little sorry for him, just a bit.” As she said this, Rebecca loosened my shirt before unbuttoning my pants. As she lowered the zipper, she said “I’m so glad yours is so much bigger,” before taking me in her mouth. As the video continued, I watched Angela draw Murphy’s legs up against his body, exposing his asshole to our view. Rebecca licked my balls, taking each one separately into her mouth while she stroked my long, fat cock.

Back on the screen, Ang had attached a strap on dildo which Murphy lubed with his own saliva before she began working the long tool deep into his ass. “Oh, this is amazing, Angie. The best ever,” he moaned.

Back in real-time, Rebecca was fucking her beautiful face up and down on my cock, leaving lots of precum and saliva dripping all over me. Bec gave amazing head, and this was among her best efforts ever. Without missing a beat, Rebecca turned her beautiful ass towards me and backed up, filling her wet pussy with my full erection. “Isn’t this hoooot,” she moaned as she watched Angela fuck the guy on the film. As she reached her first orgasm she whispered “nobody fucks with me,. NOBODY, before letting out a huge scream. “Fill me up Mike, fill me with your cum.” Bucking wildly as her orgasms crashed from one to the next, I could hold out no more as I filled her grasping pussy with my hot load.

We could not have timed it better, as Peter Murphy came, a tiny dribble coming from his small cock.

“Poor guy,” Rebecca said with a smile on her face. “I actually feel sorry for him,” before pausing. “Actually, I don’t.”
 
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The admission by Murphy strengthened the Hargrove campaign and we were all at the Capital-Metro Hyatt awaiting the results of the election. It was 8:30, just a half-hour before the polls closed and you could feel the excitement in the room. Balloons were in their nets above the ballroom, ready to be dropped, and a huge banner hung behind the state that said RICK in red, white and blue.

I had seen all of that before we took a dinner break in the Presidential Suite, taken the Hargrove campaign. When the meal was over, a few advisors, including Joe, who I met a few months back at Angel’s place, approached Mr. Hargrove.

“Good evening, Mr. Attorney General,” said Joe. “We’ve seen the exit polling, and in anticipation of your victory, I have ordered a protective detail for you, sir. We need meet privately so we can brief you on the next steps.” The group left as quickly as they entered and we were alone.

“Wow, that’s encouraging,” I said.

“Sure is,” replied Rebecca. “Thank you for standing with me,” she continued before kissing me on lips. The small gentle kiss ignited into a deep kiss we shared as Rebecca’s hand moved south towards the bulge that was growing in my pants. Wow, I thought, she is thanking ME? She had me red-handed getting jerked off and stayed with me. I saw what she did with Murphy. I was the lucky one.

“Right here,” I asked, “someone could come in at any minute.”

“That makes it even hotter, don’t you think.”

I learned a while ago not to argue with Rebecca, so I went along for the wonderful ride. As soon as she had me at full staff, she turned and walked toward the table where we had just had dinner. With a swipe of her arm, she sent the take out dishes and leftovers flying across the room as she cleared the table.

“Right here, right now, unless you’re too much of a pussy” was her only comment before sitting on the edge of the table and lifting her skirt under which she wore no panties. I went for my belt to which she replied “no time for that now. I need you to scratch this itch that I have.”

Walking to join her at the edge of the table, I leaned down to kiss her again. After a light peck, she gently pushed my head down. I resisted the urge to tear open her silk blouse, but knew that she would need to be presentable on the podium, regardless of the outcome of the election. I continued down further until my face rested against her sweet smelling pussy. My fingers found their spot, teasing her g-spot and clit in unison as she moaned deeply. It wasn’t long before her juices flowed against my hand as she struggled to keep her moaning quiet.

As she raised her hips in anticipation of her orgasm, I teased her clit with my tongue, rubbing back and forth as I sucked her clit. “Ooooooh, she moaned as her climax built as she grabbed my face, forcing my tongue deep into her waiting slit. “Ooooooh,” she repeated at a louder pitch as her orgasm washed through her body.

Standing up again, I grabbed her head and gave her a deep French kiss, sharing her nectar with the amazing Rebecca.

Over her shoulder, I saw that the clock read 8:50 the polls were closing in 10 minutes. Joe returned and escorted us to the ball room. Mr. Hargrove had won the election by 8 points. Rebecca took the stage, something I was not expecting since just moments earlier she was riding my face in a screaming orgasm.

Standing behind stage, I heard her announcement “And now, ladies and gentleman, it is my privilege and honor to introduce my dad, Governor-Elect Rick Hargrove.”


The crowd erupted in cheers as the Governor-Elect took the stage. Rebecca ducked behind the curtain as he spoke, taking my hand and giving me a delicate peck on the cheek as any dutiful politician’s family member should… if the world only knew the truth.
 
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It had been about six months since Rebecca’s father was elected Governor. He had a great reputation as a deal maker, able to strike deals with members of both parties. Where others in Washington and across the US were stuck in the typical gridlock and fighting, Governor Hargrove was getting things done.

I had been busy at work, bringing in new projects and helping to move our current business along. It had been about a week since my boss brought me into his office and offered me a promotion and big raise. Things were looking good for all of us.

At about 4:00, my cell phone rang. “Hello Michael,” the man said. I knew exactly who it was.

“Good afternoon, Joe,” I answered. From the moment I met Joe back at Angela’s place the night of the bust, I would never forget his baritone voice.

“Rebecca would like to see you. I am out front in a black Suburban.”

“Can it wait,” I asked, to which I was told no. My boss knew that I was involved with the Governor’s family and at times I had to leave work so I sent him an email and met Joe outside.

I sat silently as he drove me to the downtown Westin. “What’s this all about,” I asked.

“Dunno. Ms. Hargove asked me to stop by your office and bring you to the hotel,” he answered as we entered through the service entrance. “Take the service elevator to the 12th floor." Handing me a key card, he continued "she is waiting for you in room 1253.

Rebecca answered the door wearing a short skirt and matching jacket. Under the jacket was an expensive top that showed her curves nicely.

“What are we doing here, Bec?” I asked.

“Well, come sit down. I have a clip to show you. She logged into her laptop and inserted the thumb-drive. Remembering the last show that led to busting the guy who tried to derail her dad’s campaign, I was a bit nervous. “Before I start, I want to tell you that I have forgiven you for your, how shall I say this ‘relationship’ with Angela. In fact, it has been quite good for me financially.”

“Why here,” I repeated.

“My Dad has a dinner here at 7 that he wants me to attend. I just figured this was convenient. As I was saying, I forgive you, but have looking for an opportunity to even the playing field. Check this out,” she said as she started the video.

Once again, Angela was at her place with a client on the massage table. The camera zoomed in and followed her. “Oh, I upgraded the system so the camera follows her. If I am watching in real time, I can zoom in or check one of the other three cameras that I have installed.”

As the video continued, the camera zoomed in on Ang as she spoke to her client. After some sexy moaning and flirtation, she slowly reached between his legs his ass round cheeks. After a minute or two of teasing, he turned over to reveal the biggest cock I had ever seen mated with an equally impressive set of balls. Angela wrapped her hand around the shaft, commenting “this isn’t a cock, it’s an arm. Look, my fingers don’t even fit around it. She moved her hand up and down slowly as she drizzled oil onto his mushroom head. The warm oil (I knew it was warm), flowed down the shaft slowly as it met her hand. The oil coated her hand as fell against the client’s tight torso before flowing to his balls. Angela stopped to spread the oil over his entire penis and his impressive balls, before snaking her finger between his cheeks to tickle his rosebud. Her technique was amazing. It had been a long time since I had been with her and I suddenly missed her talented hands.

“Yummy, don’t you think, I bet it’s 9 or 10 inches” said Rebecca as her hand traveled up her skirt. As she moved her thong aside, she said “I bet you’re getting hard right now.”

Bec was right. I was hard as a rock as I watched the show. Angela was a true artist, and this guy had a truly impressive cock.

“Check this out,” she continued as the camera angle changed. “Recognize him?”

“I really don’t.”

Freezing the shot she zoomed in. “Holy shit, that’s Steve Conner.” Steve was a good friend of mine. In fact, I was one of his groomsmen when he married Lisa Carter about a year-and-a-half ago.

“I hear Lisa is pregnant. I wonder if her hormones are fucked up or if she is just a zero in bed. Look at that shlong,” repeated Rebecca. “I’d be on that thing every day. You know he is also up for partnership at his law firm.”

“Yeah, I heard that.”

“Ok, here’s my plan. I want that cock. In my mouth, in my pussy and maybe in my ass, I want to swallow his load and feel his cum dripping out of me to settle our score, I want you to call him and invite him as your guest to dinner with the Governor tonight. Tell him that you’re sorry it is short notice, and that you have a suite for the night at the Westin where the Governor is resting until his event tonight.”

“Bec, this is fucked up. Don’t do this. You’re fucking with his job, his wife and his unborn kid,. And with me.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I will make the call,” she said as picked up her phone. She made all the arrangements for him to meet us in our room at 5:30. From our end of the phone, Rebecca sounded so inviting and warm. “Oh, don’t bother Lisa. I am sure she is tired these days. I promise we won’t keep you long.” With a few other comments, she ended the conversation. “He’ll be here at 5:15.”

As this went down, the video continued. Angela was playing with Steve’s asshole, inserting one, then two digits as she fondled him from the inside and out. “It’s so big,” Angela repeated over and over. Before long, he erupted all over his own chest with the last shot of cum landing on his forehead, just over his left eye.

“Bec, this is between the two of us. Please don’t get Steve involved too.”

“Too late. Men are so stupid. They think with their cocks, so I guess Steve is pretty smart,” she said laughing to herself. “This is your fault, Mike, not mine. Now go before he knows you’re involved. Besides, did you see that fucking python. I have to have it! I love you Mike, and this is the last time. We’ll be even after this. The phone on the desk rang and Rebecca answered. “Hi, room 1253. See you in a few,” Rebecca offered before hanging up the phone. “Time for you to go, Mike, you better take the stairs down so he doesn’t see you. Meet me at the cocktail reception at 7:00.”

As I walked down twelve flights of stairs, I felt like shit. One of my best friends was being set up, and my girlfriend was fucking him to get even with me and because she wanted his monster dick. I was not happy.

When I cleared security at 7:15, the bar was about half-full. At the back of the room, a group of people surrounded the Governor. To the Governor’s right stood Rebecca in a stunning red dress that maximized her figure, especially her 34d tits. I stopped at the bar to order a double-scotch. I was going to need it tonight.

I got a tap on my shoulder from behind and turned around. “Hey bud, long time no see, said Steve. “I haven’t had the chance to meet Governor Hargrove yet. It was really nice of Rebecca to invite me.” We made some small talk before I brought Steve over to meet Rebecca’s dad who had no idea what was going on. Apparently, Steve had no idea that I was involved at all in whatever Rebecca was doing.”

“Hey, hon, can you help me with something, please excuse us,” she said making it clear that she only wanted me to follow her. She led me down the hall past the men’s and ladies room before ducking into the unisex handicapped bathroom. After locking the door behind her, she turned and kissed me full on the mouth. “I am so sorry. This is over, let’s put it behind us, she said before kissing me again.

“Damn it,” she continued, “this is getting annoying,” as she reached between her legs, scooping up some liquid. “It keeps leaking,” she moaned as she licked her fingers clean. “I bet you can’t wait to watch the video later. Let’s go back; I don’t want to make a bad impression.”
 
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The night with Rebecca and Steve seemed endless. Knowing that he had been drilling my girlfriend just an hour before this event started had me wanting to kill both of them. Steve was falling all over himself to meet the Governor and felt that he had some special place since he had just been with his daughter. That was my place, damn it.

I pulled Rebecca aside. “It’s enough that my friend slept with you, now he’s acting like you’re dating. I’m out of here.”

“Before you leave, remember that you’re leaving me alone with him. There’s no telling what will happen if I have no protection from his mule dick. I just might have to take another ride.”

“Then we’re both out of here, I’m taking you home. Seems that suddenly you’re not feeling well,” I replied.

“As you wish,” she said. Within 15 minutes her fake stomach ache had us in my car on the way back to her place. We sat in silence on the way home as she pulled out her phone to answer a text.

“Put that fucking thing away,” I said as we drove through the city.

We got back to her place and went upstairs. I figured an argument could wait til morning, so we got ready for bed. There was no way I was going to touch her after she had fucked me over like that. Before we turned out the light, she said “wait”as she climbed out of bed. Pulling her laptop out of her bag, she clicked a few buttons. I knew what was next.

Steve was standing in the hotel room that we’d been in earlier that afternoon. The video set up was not as sophisticated as the one at Angela’s place, but I could clearly see what was going on. The two discussed meeting the Governor, before she made her move.

“So, we’re alone,” she started. Steve backed off immediately.

“Hey, you’re with Mike. I don’t get messed up in that kind of shit.” She continued her assault, trying to flirt with him and then outright seduce him before he finally said “no” and was about to leave the room.

“I’ve seen you looking. At least let’s play ‘you show me yours, I’ll show you mine.’” Before waiting for an answer, Rebecca removed her silk top. Standing there in a silk demi bra that held her full but supportive tits was amazing, even on this crude video. Reaching behind her, Rebecca unclasped her bra. Now, holding it to her body, the only thing between a Steve and a view of her great boobs was her two hands. “Care to return the favor?”

“This is just show, right?” After getting assurances from her that she wouldn’t touch him, Steve took off his well shined shoes and neatly pressed dress pants. The couple actually looked funny and very sexy as they were 99% of the way there. The other one percent was the key. “Now, you first, “purred Rebecca.

Steve slowly removed his underwear, revealing inch by inch what lay beneath. Scott watched the look on Rebecca’s face as his massive head finally sprung free, smacking himself in the chest.

“That’s enough,” I said.

“That’s what he said,” countered Rebecca.

“Really,” I answered in a hopeful tone.

“What the fuck do you think? Watch his face.” Sure enough, her hands dropped to reveal her tits and nipples as Steve’s cock widened and thickened until it reached full size. “I won’t torment you with the details, although they’re all on film. I watched as the couple collapsed in the bed together in a passionate kiss before Rebecca went for the sausage that she craved.

There was a knock at the door just as the couple started to moan.

“Who is that? Ignore it,” I offered.

“Be right back,” she said as she turned off the computer, slid it under the bed and headed for the door. A moment later, Steve appeared in the bedroom doorway. “A three-way, dude, I never thought you’d be into sharing your beautiful girlfriend. Rebecca asked me during the dinner.”

“Really,” I responded.

“She said it was your idea. Don’t be shy now.” Steve started taking off his shirt as he entered the room.

“Yeah, Mike. This is what you wanted for your birthday. You wanted to watch me with another guy and join us. I thought Steve here would be a great person to ask to join us. He’s kind of cute.”

Steve continued to undress, revealing a chiseled chest, strong legs, and when he turned around… a strong looking butt. Turning back to us, we both saw the magnificent schlong that lurked between his legs. “Oh my God,” Rebecca started, “I’ve never seen a cock like that, it’s huge! What do you think, Mike?”

“Yeah, it’s big” was all I said.

Rebecca was soon naked, pulling off my clothes as well. At that point I decided that I might as well make the best of the situation, so I didn’t tell Steve that I knew about what went on earlier.

“Let me see” she said as she pulled off my boxers. While not fully hard, I was pretty turned on. Rebecca took my swollen cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the top. Now fully hard, she brought Steve over to me. “I have to say, he’s bigger Mike, don’t you agree.”

“I have eyes, so what?”

“Not that you’re small, sweetie pie. “He just has more of what I like.” Without another word, she crawled over to Steve before feasting on his impressive dong. With each down stroke, Rebecca took more and more of his cock into her mouth. The sight was amazing. I had seen loads of porn before, but never a live sex show. Steve swung around into a 69 position, tasting Rebecca’s pussy. “Ohhhh,” she moaned around his cock as she slid him out her mouth, teasing his head with her tongue.

“Come, lay here next to us, Mike,” she said.

Following her lead, I lay down where my head and feet were next to Rebecca’s. Steve’s muscular legs blocked my view and access to her head before she spun Steve around so he could line his cock up with her wet pussy. Rebecca reached out to wrap her hand around my penis. As Steve entered my girlfriend, she matched each of his strokes; in and out, with an up and down motion on my cock. “So full, so fucking full,” she moaned over and over.

As Steve sped up, her hand moved faster. As he slowed to tease my girlfriend, her hands teased me. It was as if I was fucking along with them.

“This is for you, bud,” he had the balls to say as he pulled out nearly all the way and started teasing Rebecca’s pussy with just the wide head of his cock. As he did shallow thrusts, Bec teased my head until I was on the edge of cumming. He then stopped just as the cum was gathering for launch in my aching balls. Rebecca reached for some lube to oil me up in order to increase the tease. Meanwhile, he repeated this over and over, varying thrusts, teasing and then stop.

Although this was an amazing turn-on, this had to end. Rebecca was so turned on that she was cumming over and over. “You guys are awesome, I just want to watch,” I suggested as I stood to watch them screw on the bed. “Steve, lay flat on top of her as you fuck, she loves that.”

I stroked my own rock-hard rod as he followed my direction. When until he reached the point of no return, Rebecca hooked his legs around Steve, to keep him deep inside her.

I struck at the right moment. As he screamed in orgasm, I landed on his back, separated his ass cheeks and thrust my hard, lubed cock deep into his ass. He was powerless to stop me as I pushed deep inside his bowels. Turning the tables on this miserable fuck had me so excited that I emptied my balls inside his stunned and gripping ass before I hit bottom. Steve was caught between us and couldn’t move as I held him in place until my orgasm ebbed.

“What the fuck,” he yelled. Aside from the added weight on the bed, Bec had no idea what had happened. “Your fucking boyfriend just shoved his cock in my ass!”

“Steve, this was not my idea. Rebecca is fucking with you, manipulating both of us. You cheated on your wife, and now Rebecca has it recorded. I saw what happened earlier.”

As Rebecca sat up, I shoved my dirty cock into her mouth. Instead of spitting me out, she cleaned me off as she worked her pussy to another orgasm.

Steve didn’t know what to do or say. “Leave now, Steve.” I demanded. I had obviously lost a friend, but hopefully turned the tables and gained Rebecca’s respect. “Wait, here” I said as I pulled out two thumb drives to make copies of the video. Handing one to Steve, I said, “this never happened.”

He dressed quickly and left.


“Well played, Mike. I didn’t know you had it in you,” said Rebecca.


“I made two copies before erasing the file from your hard-drive. One for Steve, and one for me. One word of this to anyone, and I share the video of the daughter of our wonderful Governor getting railed two men with the press. Not the reputation that he wants.”

“I repeat,” well played, Bec said. “Now, my love, we are even.”

“Put your clothes on and get the fuck out.” I said quietly.


“But Mike, you forget,” she started as she tried to reason with me.


“Don’t make yourself into a bigger fool than you already are. Just leave.”


I stood next to the bed in silence. “We are done, and you’re arrangement with Ang is over, Now get out of my room..”


I smiled broadly as the door closed behind her before grabbing my phone to call Angela. We both had plans to make. We were the artists.