The rally hall buzzed. Second row, left. President Chambergeau owned the stage. Tall, commanding. My heart raced. Fanny here, brunette firecracker. Mathilde beside me, curvy and ready. We weren’t his fans. Supporters of his rival. But tonight? We’d trap him. Excitement surged. Pussy tingling at the risk. Power fuck. Film it. Ruin him. I waved my sign, locked eyes. He stared. Hungry. Perfect.
His aide whispered. Invitation. Bar after. My smile exploded. ‘With pleasure.’ We plotted in whispers. Lure him up. Drain him. Record every thrust. Heart pounding. Juices flowing. The forbidden ignited me. Transgression. No one suspects this in me. Society’s good girl? Bullshit. I crave the edge.
The Awakening
Bar lights dim. He arrives. Suits us up and down. I sip, tease. Mathilde flirts. His cock twitched, I bet. ‘Another drink? My room.’ Direct. But I flip it. ‘You want to fuck me? Fine. But Mathilde too.’ His jaw dropped. President, stunned. Laughed inside. Power shift. We rode the elevator. Tension electric. Nipples hard. Ready to devour.
Room door clicks. Minibar opens. I spin him. Mathilde strips. Massive tits out. Pants down. On the bed, legs spread. ‘Come lick me, Mr. President.’ He freezes. I unzip him. Soft cock in hand. Stroke it firm. Surprise fueled my grip. He dives in. Tongue on her wet slit. I fondle balls, tease ass. He hardens fast. We flip him. On his back. Vulnerable.
I suck him deep. Salty pre-cum. Mathilde grinds face. Muffled moans. Slurp her juices. She cums hard, thighs quake. I roll condom on. Straddle. Sink down. His long thin cock fills me. Ride slow, then slam. Tight pussy grips. He groans into her. Electric. Raw. I grind clit on him. Waves build. But I want more. Control.
The Wild Act
Pull off. ‘Fuck her now.’ Mathilde spreads wide. He mounts. Pounds missionary. Tits bounce. Her heels dig ass. Sync perfect. I grab phone. Silent record. Back shot. Presidential ass flexing. No face. Yet. He holds back. Edges. ‘Doggy,’ I command. She arches. Juicy ass open. Pussy drips. He slams in. Skin slaps. I caress swinging balls. Film close.
‘Fuck her ass now. She loves it.’ He doesn’t hesitate. Lubes with spit. Slides in. Easy. Experienced hole. She bucks. ‘Oh yes, so good.’ Rare words. He grunts. Pounds deep. I zoom. Face clear. Raging cock in ass. Her moans peak. Anal orgasm shakes her. He roars. Cums hard. Eyes shut. Perfect clip. I hide phone. Clean him with mouth. Swallow remnants.
Shower. Chat. Polite exit. Julien smirks in hall. Home. Replay videos. Him pounding. Ass-fucking. Identifiable. Post first: back view. ‘High politico?’ Buzz explodes. Guesses fly. Then full anal. Scandal erupts. He denies. Wife cries fake. Rival disowns us. Cops come. Fine slaps. Worth it.
Back to life. But thrill lingers. Sucked the President. Got ass-fucked by power. Leaked it. Society judges? Fuck them. This secret burns hot. Obsession fed. I’ll crave more. Anonyme forever.