by Red Snapper
Tamako suddenly felt the zipper on her dress descending, and without warning, the whole thing pooled to the floor around her feet. Tamako stood back while she watched Caramel’s eyes travel admiringly around her physique from the ever-present high heels on her feet, up her legs, lingering a moment on her stockings. The throbbing between her legs ached more as she rubbed her thighs together impatiently. Caramel’s gaze burned into Tamako’s medium breasts, down her stomach, back to the point between her legs that twitched when her linger there.
Caramel couldn’t take anymore as she reached for her, and suddenly her lips were at her neck, nipping and sucking delicious torment. Tamako ripped away the last of her clothing and sighed as their bodies press together at last. Caramel backed into an armchair and pulled her on top of her, as they kiss frantically. Caramel’s hands were everywhere, pulling Tamako’s legs so that she was straddling Tamako’s lap with her erection straining against her.
Her hands were at Tamako’s breasts again while she writhed against her body, rubbing her slit up and down her throbbing hard dick. She wasn’t inside her yet, but it still felt so good to her. Caramel bent her head, suckling and biting Tamako’s aching nipples whilst her hands travel downwards to tantalize her clit.
Tamako grinned at her and slide down off the chair onto her knees before her as she let her know that it was her turn now and she liked being in control. She loved watching her face while she tentatively licked her sex with one smooth, slow stroke of her tongue, twisting it over the head. Caramel’s eyes were shut now as she tipped her head back against the chair and released a deep moan.
“There’s no time to tease,” she thought as she slid her little mouth down Caramel’s length, sucking and settling quickly into a rhythm. All she could hear was her breath quickening with her pace and her dick was becoming harder than ever. She could taste her while she felt Caramel’s fingers grasping at her shoulders. Suddenly her eyes flew wide open as if she realized that she was about to climax.
Tamako knew she had her now while she smiled at Caramel, her sex still filling her mouth as she ran her hand through Susanne’s hair. She could feel her shaking with the effort of stopping, as Susanne reluctantly let her tongue stroke its way back up to the tip. Caramel slid down to join her kissing her madly.
Tamako whispered softly to her, “You want to fuck me, and usher me to my knees, spreading my legs apart and leaning me forwards over the chair don’t you baby? I love it when you fuck me like that!”
They quickly changed positions, as Tamako’s ass was now high in the air. If anyone walked in they’d see her in her full glory luckily the door is locked. Caramel smiled while she parted Tamako cheeks, sliding her finger forward, stroking her slit and finding its home. Two fingers, three…I’m ready, she groaned as she wiggled her ass pushing against her fingers.
Tamako was in unadulterated passion as Caramel leaned over her, one hand pumping inside her, the other groping her left breast. After several minutes of this Caramel suddenly let go as Tamako could now feel Caramel’s shaft, hard and ready, prodding against her entrance.
Tamako turned slightly while she whispered, “Fuck me…please fuck this pussy. I’m begging you,” as she was now gasping and crying. “I can’t wait any more…fill me up you Black Slut!”
As soon as Caramel heard her call her, a “Black Slut” she abruptly slammed into her sex, filling her completely, knocking the breath out of her. Tamako has muffled cries of relief echo in the silent room while she wriggled her hips, loving the full feeling of Caramel inside her. Her nerves were ablaze with sensation as Caramel took command of the situation, holding her hips, fingers digging into her flesh and pulling her back into her thrusts.
Caramel rammed her with such intensity that Tamako had no time to think before her thrusted back into her repeatedly.
“Harder,” she moaned while Caramel continued to beat her, speeding up, pounding faster when she cried aloud muffling her sounds in the cushion. While Tamako took her sexual punishment she thought, “We were too near the party to be as vocal as I wanted to be; someone might hear us.”
While they continued, the thought just made her wetter. Soon their breathing became ragged as one of Caramel’s hands lets go of her hip and slid around her, rubbing her clit in maddening rhythm with her captivating thrusts. Tamako gasped while she quickly closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensations Caramel created in her, creeping closer and closer to the elusive pitch of pleasure.
Caramel could sense her getting closer to her climax as she leaned forward, along her back, thrusting slowing momentarily while she palmed her breasts and nibbled the spot on her neck that always made her shudder.
Suddenly Caramel whispered, “Baby…let me lay down on my back so you can get all of me.”
Tamako suddenly felt a real emptiness when she pulled out of her. However, it was not for long when Caramel stretched out on the floor already, waiting for her. Without hesitation Tamako immediately straddled her, holding her rigid tool in one hand and then sliding down her length in one movement.
“You’re mine now,” Tamako thought while she immediately squeezed her inner muscles possessively around her dick like a vise-grip, making Caramel moan aloud, and their eyes locked with each other in perfect understanding.
Tamako was already on edge when she began to ride Caramel’s dick. She knew she wasn’t going to last long when she begins to ride her.
“I’m so close already and your throbbing hard dick is rubbing against my trembling nerves,” she thought when she continued fucking her as hard as she could, slamming down onto her shaft until Caramel cried out with the delicious agony that craves release. Tamako’s breasts bounced wildly with her efforts, and Caramel grinned.
Caramel’s hands are there in an instant, squeezing them and sending tremors through her.
“I’m almost there,” Tamako whispered as Caramel immediately leaned forward, kissing her breathlessly. Caramel smiled for a moment before Tamako began to speed up the momentum, pounding her thighs against Caramel’s. She looked at her with a serious expression as she began to pinch her large nipples, when suddenly her world shatters as Tamako’s cunt erupted into spasming bliss, every nerve and fiber of her body was now shaking with pleasure. She was now crying out incoherently now, and Caramel was grinning bashfully.
Tamako started to calm and look at her through narrowed eyes, “So you got me huh…now it’s my turn.”
Caramel chuckle as she rolled them over, pinning Tamako to the carpet beneath her.
“It’s obviously time for round two. You’re tighter now, and I’m close…so let’s finish this,” Caramel said seductively.
She grunted as she drove into her again.
“We’ve got to be quick,” whispered Tamako.
When Caramel immediately began to pound her sex again Tamako thought, “Gawd…from nowhere, it’s building up inside me again. That knot of delicious tension hasn’t gone away at all!”
After several minutes Tamako was lost again, face screwed tight while Caramel struggled for her own release, slamming her hips into Tamako’s in a last desperate quest for pleasure.
Tamako’s fingers caress Caramel’s hot back, feeling the taut muscles twitch when she passed by. She grabbed her tender ass with both hands, pulling her deeper into her as she could feel Caramel beginning to shake, the rhythm lost in a final frantic frenzy of desire. Caramel is finally there, stiffening, jerking her passion deep inside Tamako and sensuously groaning out of her relief.
Their movement slowed while she collapsed breathlessly against her, still keeping them joined for a little longer.
Tamako smile at her, and brushed her hair back off her forehead. Caramel was surrounded by a happy haze of sleepiness and bliss; content and satisfied as she nuzzled into her, holding her in her arms, muttering words of love, and hoping that she knew how much she meant them.
Suddenly the sounds of reality set in as she heard the voice of her assistant trying to get her attention, “Congresswoma
n…Congresswoman…are you alright?”
Finally comprehending that she was being called she quickly glanced over toward her when she replied, “Oh…Jill…I’m sorry what did you say?”
She stared at her puzzled as she responded, “Umm…Congresswoman you’re scheduled to meet with Congressman Whetstone this afternoon for a pre-Power and Industry session. The car’s waiting outside for you Ma’am.”
She turned toward her desk, grabbing her personal items when she responded, “Then we better get going then.” As she strolled out of the office she thought, “I need to see her tonight.”
6
The sky was clear and blue when Samerra went to work that morning, but when she left the office at five o'clock, the sky was slate-colored and thunderstorms was definitely in the forecast. While she tried to make her way onto the infamous I-395 beltway toward Alexandria, she thought about what Congresswoman Lucas said about getting someone to get close to Congressman Whetstone. She knew that whoever it would be, she had to be cunning and well versed on the current political issues of the day. She sat there tapping the steering wheel as she was now sitting on the highway, which looked like an extremely large parking lot. She smiled when she thought about making the call to Dorena Gentry, picking up her cell phone and dialing the number. When she was waiting for an answer she thought, “I need to be careful how I do this…this could backfire and I could lose everything.”
Suddenly the desk clerk on the other end answered the phone, “Absolutely Luscious Escort Service, Lori speaking…May I help you,” the desk clerk sang into the phone.
“I need to speak with Dorena Gentry…it’s urgent.”
“May I ask who’s calling please?”
“No…you may not.”
“Excuse me…I need to know who’s calling so I can inform Ms. Gentry…”
She quickly interrupted her, “Just tell her it’s an old college friend…she’ll know who it is.”
“One moment please,” she said sarcastically.
The desk clerk switched the phone lines and hurriedly dialed Dorena’s private line. It rang for a few seconds and then she answered, “Hello Lori…I thought I told you to hold all my calls?”
“I know Dorena, but this belligerent ass bitch on line one insisted that she talk to you…she said something about being an old college friend of yours and that you would know who she was.”
As soon as she said that she immediately responded, “Oh…I’ll take that one…push it through.”
She quickly patched the call through as Dorena paused for a brief second before she answered. She was a little stunned to be getting this call as she finally responded in a low voice, “Well…hello Samerra…long time no here from. What the fuck is it that you want?”
Samerra sighed while she replied, “Oh…I was just thinking about you…so I called to see how you were doing that’s all.”
Dorena sighed heavily when she replied, “Now since when does a big time Congresswoman’s administrative assistant have time to call a female pimp like me to just talk? You haven’t spoken to me since you broke it off two years ago and now you want to just talk. ...Talk about what Samerra?”
Samerra sighed while she prepared to fix her mouth to utter these words, “Dorena…I know you’re upset, but I really need a favor.”
There was silence for a brief second then Dorena finally began to speak, “Why should I grant you a favor?”
Samerra hurriedly responded, “Okay look…I know I just broke it off with you without any explanation, but I had to do it...you know how people treat people who are involved in our kind of relationships in this town…besides my career…”
Dorena promptly interrupted her, ce yYeah…I know exactly how it is, but love is supposed to be stronger than your fuckin’ career Samerra.”
Silenced prevailed again as Samerra just sat there breathing heavily on the phone. Suddenly Dorena responded, “Look…I’ll help you do whatever it is that you want…but I just wanted you to know that you really hurt me. Now…I guess you need one of my escorts for a party or something huh?”
Samerra sighed when she answered, “Yes…we do.”
Dorena laughed when she responded, “Hey…wait a minute…don’t you work for that Black Congresswoman…Loser…something…uhhh…Luella right? Is that old bitty doing the lesbo thing nowadays?”
Samerra laughed while she immediately replied, “No…and her name is Congresswoman Lucas and it’s not for her…she has a colleague that needs to be…uhhh…I’ll just say he needs to be persuaded a little.”
“You know my services get used quite often by many in this town …can you tell me who it is…maybe we have someone who has already been doing some persuading for this one.”
She sighed heavily but then she replied, “Congressman Thomas Whetstone.”
Dorena’s eyes lit up when she replied, “Oh yeah…he’s been using our services for several months now and has a favorite escort here as well.”
“Is this female well versed on current political issues?”
“Of course she is…all of my girls are always ready to discuss politics…if you get what I’m saying.” “C’mon…Dorena…this one has to really be knowledgeable about current political issues. We can pay extra if you can get us one that can do that for us.”
“Hold on just a minute Samerra…trust me…I’ve got just the one to do this job for you and she’s his favorite plaything. When do you want her to see him?”
“I’ll let you know call me in an hour and I’ll have an answer.”
“Okay cool. I guess I’ll be talking to you later then.”
Samerra sighed as she responded, “I guess you will…take care Dorena.”
While Dorena hung up the phone, all of her long forgotten emotions began to resurface concerning her relationship with Samerra. She sat there for a minute while she thought, “Damn…Samerra’s got some damn nerve calling me after all this fuckin’ time. Now…what am I supposed to do? Damn…she shouldn’t have contacted me again because now…I’m wondering if she’s still within reach.”
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Meanwhile in her exquisite townhouse dwelling located in the beautiful suburban Fairfax County, Caramel Love was enjoying a late afternoon bubble bath, drinking a glass of Cristal, and listening to the mellow sounds of some smooth jazz when suddenly her cell phone rang. She slowly picked up her phone, observing the caller ID when she recognized Dorena’s cell number. She sighed while she thought, “Damn…I hope this bitch is not calling to flirt with me again…she really needs to get a life.”
The phone continued to ring while she glanced at it for a few more seconds then she immediately answered, “Hello…this is Caramel Love.”
Dorena spoke to her seductively when she replied, “So…Ms. Caramel Love…how are you doing this fine afternoon?”
Caramel sighed when she answered her question, “Well…I was just trying to relax here in my bath.”
“Hmmm…that sounds inviting…are you home alone darling?”
“Yes…why?”
“Just wondering if you were doing some…uhh undocumented entertaining?”
Caramel sighed heavily while she answered, “You know I don’t do any moonlighting…what the hell do you want Dorena?”
“Calm…down now girl…I was just calling you to give you some important news…I’ve got a special assignment for you…are you interested?”
“What kind of special assignment?”
“Well…a special client’s interested in getting you to spend some quality time with a special friend of theirs…all expenses paid.”
Caramel smiled while she replied, “Really…who’s this John and how does he know me?”
“Your boy...you know...Thom.”
“Thom…Thom who?”
“You know…Thom…as in Congressman Thomas Whetstone. You know…the Silver Fox.”
“Oh…yeah…right…so when am I supposed to meet with that old fucker?”
“I don’t know yet, but I wanted
to give you heads up…so you sure you don’t need a little massage or something before you meet with his old political ass?”
Caramel laughed while she replied, “Naw…I think I’ll pass…I’ll just save all my freakin’ for old Tommy boy.”
Dorena sighed heavily while she replied, “You really think your shit don’t stink don’t you Caramel?”
Caramel smiled while she responded, “Nope girl…I know my shit don’t stink…CHOW!”
Before Dorena could answer, she hung up the phone and sat it down on the counter while she thought, “Damn…this is getting interesting. I wonder what the. Silver Fox is up to now that he has somebody trying to get info out of him?”
She spent about twenty more minutes in the bath and then stepped out to dry herself off as her phone rang again. This time when she picked up her phone, she noticed that it was her sister Samerra on the phone. She quickly answered, “Hey girl…what’s poppin?”
Samerra sighed when she replied, “Hey…I was just calling to check on you…haven’t heard from you in a few days.”
Caramel smiled while she tried not to let her sister know that she was excited to hear from her, “I’m doing fine…just working and paying bills. Did you need to talk about something darling?”
