Sounds Good Ch. 08: The Politician

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Sounds Good Ch. 08: The PoliticianThe sun hung low in the sky as Peter rapped his knuckles against the large wooden door. It was a warm summer evening, and the door belonged to his neighbor, whom he hadn’t seen in a few weeks. Diane had been away on a vacation, alone. She’d flown across the country to go on a cruise with a friend from college, someone she’d known for decades. Peter didn’t want to admit it, but he’d missed her these past few weeks. Not only was his hand no comparison to her mouth and body, but he’d grown to appreciate Diane as a friend, and missed spending time with her.However, now she was back, and Diane had texted Peter to invite him over for another recording session. They’d pre-recorded a few miscellaneous pieces of audio erotica for her to post to her fans while she was gone, but that was weeks ago. Now, Peter was ready and eager for something new. He was ready to see Diane again.The front door swung open and in the doorway stood the short, chubby, mature brunette who made Peter weak in the knees. She looked a tad more tan, her body radiating warmth as he looked her up and down, drinking in the sight of his neighbor. She was twice his age, but he was enamored by the sight of her curvy legs, wrapped up in tight yoga pants, and her maternal bosom, sealed away in a sports bra under a tank top. Her caramel hair was down at her shoulders, still in loose curls as it always was. Diane gave a warm, genuine smile, before bringing Peter in for a soft hug. His chest pressed against her cushiony breasts and she could feel a slight jolt in his pants.Once inside, Diane shut the door behind Peter. “It’s so great to see you, you look… great.” Peter blushed slightly, embarrassed that the only adjective he could come up with was “great.””So do you, I’m glad to be back. We’ve got so much to record! I did lots of writing.” Wasting no time, Diane picked up a script off her coffee table and handed it to Peter.”Oh, wow, no downtime, huh?” He joked, but was quickly cut off.”I just had a few weeks of downtime. I’d love to catch up, but we simply don’t have the time. Maybe another day, we’ll grab coffee and I’ll tell you about the cruise.” Diane was terse, but Peter could tell that she was just focused on getting another story to her paying customers. He thought about what it’d be like to get coffee with Diane. The last time they’d gone out in public together, she’d given him a handjob under the table at a restaurant.”Alright, no time to waste, what’s the story?” He asked as they made their way toward the recording studio, a guest room Diane had set up with all the necessary equipment.”I got this idea after watching all those scandals on the news. Politician plus intern!” Diane smiled, proud of her inspired breakthrough.”Who’s who?” Peter asked.”I’m a senator, you’re my doting intern. Read the script! I’ll be in there in a second, let me go get ready.” She ushered him into the room before turning and hurrying out.Peter took a seat at the edge of the bed, feeling the memory foam compress beneath him; no springs, as those would make too much noise for the recordings. He ran his palm across the soft bed sheet and remembered the feeling of Diane’s soft skin, entangled in the sheets. He glanced around the room, seeing the new multi-microphone setup. There was one next to the bed, and one next to the computer on the desk, swung out on an arm like something a radio host might use. The computer itself had the recording software open, ready to go.Before he could get too sentimental, Peter began skimming the script, going over the beats. As always, he was impressed with how tantalizing Diane was with words alone.”You ready?” Peter heard her just outside the door.”Yep, all set.” He confirmed. As Peter looked up from the script, he watched Diane round the corner into the room, her high heels clacking as she strode. Looking her up from bottom to top, he was first enamored with the striking burgundy heels she had on. They matched her skirt, a form-fitting pencil skirt that hugged her hips. Despite her small stature, Diane’s legs seemed to go on for miles between the heels and the hem.Tucked into the skirt, Diane had on a sensible blouse made of soft silk. It was unbuttoned just one button too many, giving Peter a revealing view of her ample cleavage, which jiggled slightly as she walked. Over the blouse was a navy colored blazer with a simple American flag pin on the front, the perfect token for completing this look.She was wearing a darker lipstick that almost matched her skirt, illegal bahis emphasizing her plush lips. A pair of fake glasses sat on her face, finishing out the costume, making Diane look like the most MILF-y politician Peter had ever seen (an admittedly low bar).”Wow,” was all he could muster, feeling his pants begin to get tight.”Is it too much?” Diane asked, genuinely. “I haven’t had to dress up in a while, I worry I’m overdoing it.””No, it—it’s perfect.” Peter reassured.”Okay. I guess you’re the only one who sees it, so as long as you like it…” her voice trailed off as she looked down at her body. “Not the bed.” Diane looked back at him. “Sit at the desk.”Peter nodded and stood up, crossing to the desk chair, sitting with his back to the computer, facing Diane. She walked up to him, her heels tapping as she walked, until she was just a foot away, standing over him, her arms crossed. Leaning down towards him, Peter practically got a face full of her cleavage as she reached past him to start recording. With the press of a button, the session had started, and Diane was in character.”Thank you for coming at such short notice,” Diane tapped her foot impatiently. “I know you don’t typically come to my office here at the Capitol, you’re just an intern, and this is usually just a privilege staffers get.””Well, ma’am, whatever I can do to help.” Peter sounded eager, probably because he genuinely was. “What did you need me here for?””It’s unorthodox,” she stopped tapping her foot. “But I need a favor.””That’s what I’m here for, Senator. Whatever you need.””Isn’t that sweet,” She smirked down at him. “I’m facing some serious gridlock on the Senate floor, and we’re moving to vote on a bill of mine soon, but I don’t have the majority yet. I need to change some minds.””You want me to figure out who’s voting against your bill?” Peter asked.”No, I know who’s voting which way. I also know I can convince the weakest links to support me, but only if I’m in the right headspace.” Diane uncrossed her arms, axing her hands on her maternal hips. “That’s where you come in.””What do you mean, ma’am?” Peter tried his best to act unaware.”I’ve lost my touch. I’m too in my head about this bill, I really need to clear my mind. I need you to fuck my brains out.” Diane delivered the line curtly, with a commanding tone that made Peter’s cock jump in his pants.”I’m sorry, ma’am, I-” Peter stumbled.”Just a good, quick fuck, and then I can get right back out there and swing some votes. We’re only on recess for a little bit, so it’s got to be fast. Then I’ll have a clear head.”Diane leaned in, close to Peter’s face, just inches away. He watched as she bit her lip in concentration as her fingers snuck down to his groin. She loosened his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and pulled them, along with his briefs, to just below his knees. His cock flopped forward, not quite fully erect, but still large in his lap. Diane cooed softly at the sight of her young neighbor’s package, something she’d missed in her time away. Dropping to her knees, she delicately traced her fingers along his length.”Oh, I’ve missed this,” Diane whispered under her breath.”What was that?” Peter teased, proud to know she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.”What? Nothing.” She cleared her throat and switched back into character.”You’ll do just fine. I knew I was right to call you for help. I knew I’d seen this bulge before.” Diane used one finger to prod lightly at Peter’s second head. “But you’re not quite hard enough just yet, at least not hard enough to fuck my brains out.” Diane purred softly as she took Peter’s swelling cock in both hands, feeling the smooth skin on her palms. “We can’t just wait around, let’s get this going.”With that, Diane began to stroke, exhaling a hot breath directly onto Peter’s sensitive cockhead, which resulted in a small grunt from the young man and a large twitch from his member. Wasting no time, Diane sipped her head down, taking Peter’s cock into her mouth, past her soft lips, feeling a burst of precum spill across her tongue. He groaned as she began to stroke steadily with both hands, sucking softly on his tip. He couldn’t help but let out a gasp as Diane cupped his balls with one hand, tugging slightly as she fondled them.”My, my,” Diane pulled back just enough to speak, and Peter could see some of her lipstick staining his cockhead. “This big cock on just an intern? My lucky day!” Opening her mouth wide, Diane swallowed down Peter’s cock, feeling it throb in her throat.”Senator!” illegal bahis siteleri Peter cried out, grabbing the back of Diane’s head, tangling his fingers in her caramel curls, as she gagged loudly on his cock, spilling drool on his lap. She pulled back just in time, as Peter was dangerously close to the edge.”There we go,” Diane pulled back, dropping the now-fully-erect cock from her mouth. It was rock hard and stood at attention before her as she rose to her feet. Shrugging off her blazer, Peter immediately noticed his neighbor wasn’t wearing a bra. Her natural curviness was accentuated by the slight hint of bare nipples poking through her thin blouse.”Come on, remember, I’ve got to be quick. I have to get back to the floor soon.” Without hesitation, Diane grabbed the hem of her skirt and did her best to hike it up, stretching it over her remarkable curves, allowing Peter to get a good look at her wet, pink pussy. He felt his cock twitch hard at the sight of her half naked body, drinking in the sight he hadn’t seen in weeks. Diane snapped her fingers, grabbing his attention back to her face, back to the scene at hand.Stepping forward, the mature woman climbed onto Peter’s lap, straddling him, his cock pointed straight up, towards her waiting sex just inches above it. Her breasts were at his eye level, and she looked down at him, through her glasses, with lidded eyes. Peter tentatively placed his hands on her waist, feeling the smooth material of her blouse.”Just let me ride you, I’m sure this’ll get me there,” Diane bit her lip as a small moan escaped, slowly descending herself down onto Peter’s cock. Inch by inch, she felt his length enter her, pushing through her folds, until she sat flat on his lap, feeling his pulsating cock inside her.”You feel so good inside me,” Diane moaned as she began to grind up and down. “Who knew my intern had such a great cock?” In no time, she’d found a rhythm, bouncing up and down, up and down, feeling him fill her up again and again.”This feels amazing, Senator,” Peter groaned, feeling her velvety warmth embracing his thick cock as Diane whimpered in bliss, bouncing on his lap, gripping the back of Peter’s neck to steady herself as she went.With each bounce, Peter couldn’t help but he mesmerized by the bouncing, braless breasts before him; now, up close, he was positive they weren’t being contained by any kind of brazier. It had been a while since he’d seen her bare breasts, though that didn’t mean he hadn’t been thinking about them. Last time Peter had taken care of himself, he’d fantasized about her deep cleavage, her soft breasts, and her sensitive nipples. He’d remembered how good it felt to fuck them, to thrust his cock between them until he couldn’t help but paint them in his cum. Now, they rhythmically bounced just inches from his face, the only thing standing between them being a thin blouse. He couldn’t help but reach out, moving to unbutton more of her top, to allow them to spill out, but Diane stopped him, swatting his hand away.”Hands off, intern. My tits are for my husband, only.” She sounded terse, and while Peter was definitely disappointed, he couldn’t help but feel even more aroused, now that, thanks to that bit of improvisational chastising from Diane, he wasn’t just fucking a senator, he was fucking a married senator.”Did you just check your watch?” Peter glanced at the script to his side and read his next line.”Look, honey, this is, um— this feels— wow,” Diane shuddered, unable to finish her sentence because of how incredible Peter felt inside her. She couldn’t think straight, she felt so giddy as she bounced up and down on his hard cock. She shook her head in embarrassment and tried her line again. “Look, honey, this feels great, but I’m due back any minute now. We’ve got to speed this up. I can’t be frazzled!”Peter watched as Diane slowed her bouncing rhythm to a stop, feeling his cock, covered in her fluids, slide out of her as she climbed off of him. She stepped past him, towards the desk, before turning back and saying, in a low, sultry voice, “I want you to bend me over this desk and fuck me as hard as you can.” Diane watched Peter’s eyes light up and could’ve sworn she noticed his cock swell up somehow even larger.”A-are you sure, ma’am?” He tried his best to sound hesitant, despite everything else in his body telling him to jump up from his seat and rail his mature neighbor against the wall.”I really need this release.” Diane begged. She turned around, showing off her bare, round, plump canlı bahis siteleri ass. She wiggled it slightly, eliciting a stifled groan from Peter. “Now bend your senator over and fuck me, already!”Peter rose to his feet, his pants around his ankles, as he took the shuffled step behind her. Feeling his warmth behind her, Diane purred again, subconsciously licking her lips, before Peter, following her many instructions, bent his neighbor over the desk. Steadying his cock, he teased her, just barely brushing his cock head against her sensitive pussy lips, before pushing himself all the way into her exposed womanhood, eliciting a loud moan from Diane.In a matter of moments, Peter had found a rhythm, plowing his “senator” from behind as she cried out in ecstasy with each thrust. His cock pushed into her, filling her up, as she cried out in sheer bliss, “Your cock feels so fucking good!””Senator, you’re so tight, this feels amazing!” Peter replied, feeling his thighs clap against Diane’s cushioned ass.As Peter fucked her from behind, Diane could hardly contain herself, alternating between soft whimpers and screaming moans as she felt herself shake and shudder around his cock. Her hot body pressed against the cool wood of the desk she lay across, and Diane realized it had been decades since she’d last been fucked against a desk. It’s about time it happened again, she thought to herself before letting out another involuntary moan.”Is this okay ma’am?” Peter read off the script.”Shut up, just keep going. Just keep going.” Diane hushed him. “I’m so close—” she couldn’t finish her sentence as Peter grabbed a firm hold of her hips and upped his pace, slamming into her dripping, swollen pussy, resulting in more cries of lust from Diane. “Oh— Oh my g-god!”She slammed her fist on the table, dropping her head as her whole body went limp, feeling a huge orgasm wash over her in waves. Her body wracked with passion, she couldn’t speak, only managing a gasping whimper as she came all over her Peter’s pulsating cock.As her swollen pussy tightened and contracted around his member, Peter felt himself on the edge, and knew he couldn’t hold out much longer, now that this MILF was cumming on his cock.”Senator, I’m about to cum…” Peter read his line. However, Diane, still in a haze, lying weak on the desk, after her immense orgasm, still feeling the powerful thrusts of the hard cock in and out of her, didn’t even register what he said. “I said,” Peter announced again, barely holding back, “Senator, I’m about to cum!”Diane perked to attention, snapping out of her post-orgasm daze long enough to recite her line, “Wait, no! Not inside me, you have to pull out!”In a scripted hurry, Peter slipped his cock out of Diane’s wet warmth, and barely had enough time to grab hold of his throbbing shaft and cry out “Senator, I’m gonna cum,” before he felt his balls tighten as a thick shot of cum erupted from his cock, splattering across Diane’s soft ass. With another grunt, he came again, shooting rope after rope after rope of hot cum onto her ass, thighs, and hiked-up skirt. His whole body tensed as he continued, letting two errant shots fly past her ass, onto her arched back; Diane felt the warmth of the wet cum as it soaked through her skirt and blouse. With one final grunt, Peter launched a last shot of cum against her plush rear end before needing to steady himself against the desk, completely spent.”Oh my god, you stupid intern!” Diane mustered the energy to raise her voice. “You came all over me, I can’t go back to the Senate floor like this!””I’m sorry, ma’am.” Peter could barely catch his breath long enough to say his line.”Oh, you’re going to be!” Diane weakly pressed a button on her computer to end the recording, another session in the bag.For a minute, the neighbors just tried to catch their breath, Peter leaning his back against the desk, his cock still throbbing in his lap, covered in a mess of cum, Diane still bent over the desk, smattered with cum, her ass still in the air. “Wow,” was all she could say. After another minute of wordless panting, she continued. “It’s been a while between recording sessions, honestly I was a little nervous, but…” her voice trailed as she silently acknowledged that she had nothing to worry about; she and Peter could still tell a story.”God, Diane, I didn’t realize how much I missed you.” Peter sighed.”It’s good to be back.” Diane let out a small chuckle. “Now, I’m going to go rinse off, and, I guess, have another awkward conversation with the dry cleaner,” referring to the cum streaking across her silk blouse.”Alright, I’ll clean myself up and show myself out.” Peter stepped forward, his pants still around his ankles. “See you later.””I’ll see you soon,” Diane smiled, sitting up from the desk.

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