"You mind if I come by?" Sam said in a low whisper.
"Mind? I'd kill you if you didn't!" Elaine cried out excitedly as she told him to come in about an hour.
After she hung up the phone, Elaine ran to the bathroom and combed her hair. She hummed happily to herself, forgetting about the events of the past few days. All she cared about now was that Sam Smith was coming to visit her. Elaine felt like a teenager going out on her first date.
Wear something sexy, she said to herself as she ran out of the bath into her bedroom. Elaine fished through the closet until she came across a see-through blue nightie. The bottom hem would drop just below the V of her snatch-lips. It was perfect, Elaine thought to herself as she reached behind her neck and unfastened her dress. As she pulled her bra and panties off, the blonde felt her body break out into a cold sweat. She kept thinking of Sam's powerful body and long, rigid cock. In a few minutes, it'd be plowing through her cunt, stretching those rumbling, rippling membranes apart. All thoughts of Senator Kuhns and Wanda's conversation with her this morning faded. What had Wanda said? Elaine asked herself as she slipped the nightie over her head and smoothed it down over her jutting boobs. As she admired her firm, protruding tits in the full-length mirror, Elaine remembered the brunette saying something about getting back at Peter Kuhns tonight. But her mind was to cluttered with images of Sam's dick for her to remember much of the conversation. I'll ask her about it tomorrow, Elaine said to herself as he glanced at the clock. It was nine-thirty in the evening. A half-hour and…
Elaine's thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Sam?" she called out tentatively in the bedroom.
"No, Roto-Rooter," Sam shouted through the locked living room door.
Elaine ran though the living room and unlocked the door, swinging it open and seeing Sam standing on the small porch of her Georgetown apartment grinning sheepishly at her.
"I couldn't wait," he said, walking in and putting his muscular arms around her slender waist. "And it looks like you couldn't either," he said, holding her at arms length for a second and staring at her see-through nightie.
"Oh, God, kiss me," Elaine said as Sam closed and locked the door.
"Let's get to bed," Sam said, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and bending his head down to hers. Elaine almost gagged as Sam's strong tongue burrowed deep into her mouth, pushing hers back until she thought she was going to swallow it.
"Yesss," Elaine hissed, pulling gently away from the young senator and taking him by the hand. Everything was swimming in front of her. She didn't remember moving through the living room, flicking off the lights, or walking into her bedroom. Somehow, her nightie was peeled off her body, and Sam stripped. Suddenly, he was aware of his lips sliding up and down her thighs, kissing her hairy pussy-mound, then moving up to her tits and sucking on the swelling lobes while his fingers clutched at her firm ass-cheeks.
"Easy, easy," he said, pushing her gently back until Elaine could feel the edge of her bed with the backs of her legs. With one gentle shove, Elaine fell backward on the mattress.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" she cried out as Sam started to stroke her legs. He began in her bushy cunt hair and ran his hands slowly down each of her legs turn with smooth, practiced motions. Elaine's breathing became deeper. Her lips parted and she shifted her ass slightly on the bed, moving her legs apart. Sam then put both hands on her thighs, one each side of her cunt. With his fingers, he gently pulled swollen twat-lips apart. Elaine sighed, feeling the cool breeze in her bedroom seep into her steaming, mushy crack.
"It's good to see you so hot for me," Sam said, lowering his head until his mouth was directly over her cunt. Elaine lifted her head slightly and watched his big, thick tongue slide out from between her sensual lips. She sighed again and she raised her right hand, putting it behind Sam's head and tightening her grip around it.
"Suck, suck," Elaine groaned, remembering the delicious feeling Wanda's tongue produced in her hot box when she slept with her several nights ago.
"Mind reader," Sam said, playfully as he dipped his face into Elaine's cunt. Her body stiffened as she felt his mouth press gently against her hairy twat. At the same time Elaine moved her other hand down, sliding it across Sam's hairy, massive chest until she felt the hairs grow stiffer and increase in number. She wanted his cock. In an instant she felt something hot, wet and spongy brush up against her crawling fingers. Gently, Elaine wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed, feeling the long pole jerk and twitch in response.
"Ohhhhhhh, suck, suck, suck!" Elaine cried back.
Sam's experienced tongue caressed and massaged her clit. Waves of electric pleasure shot all the way to her nipples, making them stand up and grow into steely hardness. Elaine looked down at Sam's dick again. She'd forgotten just how big it was.
She ran her fingers gently up and down its full length, feeling the muscles of his chest and belly tighten up with every movement she made. My God, she thought as a spasm ran through her. He was going to put that thing through her. Still rhythmically squeezing his cock, Elaine turned her head to one side and let out a low moan of delight. She closed her eyes and let herself drift into a furious whirlpool of sexual delight as her cunt began to contract and demand something to fill it.
"Baby, all I could think about back there was you and that hot snatch," Sam said, pulling back from Elaine's hot, we cunt and smiling at her.
"Oh, Sam, I've missed you," Elaine said, feeling shocks of guilt running though her. How could she ever have done such a disgusting thing with Peter Kuhns? How could she have contaminated her body like that? She knew that Sam would never understand. Even now, she was only a few stops above being a one-night stand. If he ever found out about what happened those nights at the hotel, he'd write her off as a cheap whore and never see again.
"Well, I'll be able to see a lot more of you from now on," Sam said as he ran his fingers lightly along the outer edges of her blood-swollen labes.
"Ohhhhh, Sam, Sam," Elaine moaned as he gently pinched the spongy, swollen membranes her hot snatch-lips. She felt him roll on top of her, pressing the full length his thick cock against her wet, red gash. Elaine splayed her legs farther apart, pulling open her box and letting Sam's prick start to sink into her snatch.
"Baby, baby," the senator crooned, kissing her lightly on the forehead, then digging his thick tongue into Elaine's mouth. The blonde almost gagged on the sudden oral attack. Elaine let herself go nearly unconscious from the pleasurable feeling of Sam's dick digging into her pussy. His sudden long, wet kiss caught her unprepared.
"Fuck me, Sam. Oh, God, fuck me until I can't walk," she moaned, squeezing her plump ass-cheeks together and hunching up against his probing prick.
"I'll set fire to those fuckin' cunt hairs," Sam growled between his clenched teeth as he pulled away from her mouth and started moving his lips over her body. Sam felt and kneaded her big tits, making her nipples pop out even farther as he licked her hot, sweaty skin. Elaine moaned louder and louder, twisting under him slowly with passion as his tongue dug into her navel.
"More, uhhhhh, nooo, more," Elaine babbled mindlessly as Sam sank lower and lower. She felt her skin crawl with lust as Sam's tongue finally dragged across her rumbling cunt. Her heavy outer lips were spread wide, exposing her large clit and the dark pink throat of her box.