Audience with the Lioness (3)
"Hah... hah..."
I caught the President by the shoulders as she gazed up at me, her breath coming hot and ragged, her eyes glazed with heat. A tremor ran through her — still hypersensitive from the orgasm she'd just had — and her body shivered the instant my hands found her.
Supporting her waist with one hand, I eased her down onto the bed. She offered no resistance at all, sinking onto the sheets with both arms flung above her head, looking up at me in utter, languid disarray.
I took my time drinking in the sight of her.
Radiant platinum blonde. Skin like porcelain. Full, heavy breasts crowned with tight pink nipples. There wasn't a single inch of her that wasn't breathtaking.
It was a view that made my mouth water all on its own — but that genius brain of mine had already conceived of something even more perfect.
"Rebecca. Lie down next to the President."
She gave a curt nod and settled beside Bianca in the same pose, looking up at me.
This. This is it.
I really did have an eye for these things. I never imagined it would look this perfect. They were polar opposites in personality, and yet they complemented each other so well — and the same was true here, on the bed. The President's explosive, voluptuous figure and the Vice President's sleek, slender frame were even more stunning together than they were apart.
"Hah... hah... Jojun..."
Bianca sent me a look that said she couldn't wait any longer.
Alright. Enough looking. Time to taste.
I stepped up to her, hooked my fingers under the waist of her skirt, and peeled the skirt and her panties down in a single motion.
A thick, glistening string of her juices stretched from the fabric as it came away — leftover from the orgasm she'd just had.
Bianca lay completely bare before my eyes.
Ahh.
I'd already seen her on XXXHub, so I knew what to expect — but the real thing was something else entirely. A glory to behold.
Smooth. Completely bare. Not so much as a single fine hair. Bianca's pussy was a clean, pale slit, pressed neatly shut in a single line, twitching faintly in the aftershocks and leaking a slow, steady trickle of wetness.
I wanted to taste her right then and there — but Rebecca was still waiting. That wouldn't have been polite.
With something approaching reverence, I hooked my fingers into Rebecca's panties and drew them down.
Huh?
I hadn't so much as touched her, and yet a long, gleaming thread of wetness stretched between the fabric and her pussy. Getting me off with her hand must have gotten her this worked up.
I grinned, slow and wicked, and looked her in the eye.
"...."
Stoic as ever, Rebecca flicked her gaze away from mine, a faint flush creeping into her cheeks.
Adorable. That's our Vice President.
Well. She'd gotten me off with her hand earlier — only fair I returned the favor.
I lowered my face between her thighs and dragged my tongue in a slow, deliberate lick over the clit peeking from the top of her folds.
A full-body shudder ripped through her.
I took my time, licking softly and slowly along her inner lips and over her clit, savoring every twitch.
"Hah! Nnh—!"
For the first time, a lewd little sound slipped from the mouth of a girl who never spoke in anything but a deadpan monotone. That high, honeyed moan was more than enough incentive to work even harder.
I swirled my tongue around Rebecca's clit in lazy circles and, at the same time, slid my left hand over to the President, groping gently until I found her clit and began rubbing it in slow, easy circles.
Bianca moaned, her thighs clamping tight around my hand.
Ahh. Right now I was a performer and a conductor both. My hand drew moans from the President like a baton; my tongue played across the Vice President like an instrument.
I focused everything I had, hunting down every spot that made them shudder and working those places without mercy, until the two of them came together — moaning in stereo, their juices spurting in a matching pair of climaxes.
I looked down at my handiwork with the deep satisfaction of a man who had won something important. The sight of the President and the Vice President trembling through a grand, full-body orgasm, their beautiful naked bodies shaking apart, made every second of effort feel spectacularly worth it.
"Aahhnn..."
Wetness welled and spilled from Bianca's pussy in a slow, heavy pulse. Watching it, I made my decision.
The President first.
No particular reason. She'd just looked too damn filthy just now, that was all.
I took her by both legs, eased them apart, and slowly pushed my cock into her.
Her insides were softness distilled to its absolute limit. But it wasn't merely soft — ridges as embracing and generous as her personality itself wrapped around me and held on tight. The pleasure that slammed into my brain drove my hips forward of their own accord.
A little further in, I felt a thin membrane give against the head.
Her hymen.
I looked down at her. Bianca gazed back up at me, her eyes full of love, and nodded.
I pushed through and sank into her to the root.
"Hhk—!"
Soft, dense ridges clung to every inch of me, hugging and squeezing, and the sensation was so overwhelming I almost jerked my hips back on instinct.
What the hell kind of heavenly pussy is this?
"Haahn♡"
Even with her hymen torn, Bianca seemed fine — she moaned and only clenched down tighter around me. I wasn't about to lose to a pussy that was somehow both impossibly soft and ferociously greedy, so I started to move, slow and steady.
Wet, filthy sounds filled the room as I drove into her, spreading the folds of her insides with every stroke.
"Jo... it feels so good, Jojun...!"
Pleasure had melted across her face. She looked up at me and moaned the words, her voice thin and breathless.
"Yeah... me too."
I answered her by burying myself to the hilt.
"Ahhh—! It's too good—!"
The sudden deep thrust sent a shudder ripping through her — but that terrifyingly exquisite pussy of hers only hugged me tighter, as if it had been waiting for exactly that.
Shit. I'm already about to come.
I tried to pull out in a hurry, but Bianca's legs shot out and locked around my back, pinning me in place.
So that's how it is. No running.
"More...! More...! Please, fuck me, Jojun...!"
Those expectant blue eyes stared up at me, shining with want.
Fine. All or nothing. A contest to see who broke first.
I planted both hands on the mattress and put my full weight behind it, driving into her pussy like I meant to pin her to the bed with my cock alone.
"Nnh♡ Just a little more...! Just a little more and I—!"
For someone whose pussy was devouring me like it was starving, she sure was shaking her head like she couldn't take it, her face wrecked with pleasure.
You shameless little President. Can't even be honest about it!
I slammed into her harder, faster, the pace turning brutal. Her pussy clamped down tighter with every thrust, and my own orgasm came roaring up to meet it.
"President— I'm coming!"
"Yeees~♡ Me too! I'm coming toooo—!"
I buried myself to the root and emptied everything I had into her. Her pussy seized around me in the same instant, squeezing down in time with every pulse as she came with me.
I savored the aftershocks, then slowly pulled out. A mix of her juices and my cum welled up and spilled from her in a slow, filthy trickle — the evidence of what we'd just done.
I watched her fondly as she lay there trembling, still lost in the haze of it. Then I turned to my next target.
Rebecca's pussy, framed by a neat patch of blue pubic hair trimmed as carefully as her short blue bob. Now that was a sight.
I wonder how good that one's going to feel.
My cock twitched back to full hardness in an instant.
Rebecca seemed to realize her turn had come. She met my eyes and spoke, her long lashes trembling.
"I'll be in your care."
"Likewise."
I eased her slightly stiff legs apart with my hands and slowly pushed into her.
"Nnk—?!"
If the President's pussy had been softness taken to its absolute extreme, this was the opposite — a fierce, crushing pressure that bit down on me from every side. Rough, nubby ridges chewed along my length as I sank in.
I worked my way deeper, and sure enough, her hymen was waiting for me too.
"Vice President. I'm putting it in."
"Understoo—"
I tore through and drove myself in to the hilt.
"Nnghh♡"
Rebecca's eyes rolled back. Her tongue slipped from her mouth as the pleasure hit her all at once.
Holy fuck. This is the best.
Those savage little ridges wrung and kneaded me, and the pleasure crackled up from the base of my spine like electricity.
I started thrusting in earnest, savoring the way the Vice President's pussy clamped down around me like a vice.
"Ohh♡ Ohh♡"
Vulgar, broken moans spilled from the mouth of a girl who was deadpan on a good day.
You filthy Vice President.
The fact that this woman — who always seemed so cold, so relentlessly rational — was making sounds like that lit a raw, possessive fire in my gut.
"Does it feel good, Rebecca?"
I asked as I slammed myself deep.
"Nnk♡ I-it fee... ahhk♡"
She tried to answer, but the obscene moan that followed swallowed the words whole.
"You're allowed to be this filthy? When you're that stone-faced all the time?"
I picked up the pace, churning inside her, and Rebecca's moans shattered into something high and helpless.
"Nnhhh♡ I... that's just... how I am... nnh♡"
"Then at least be honest here. It feels good, doesn't it?"
I drove into her as I asked, and Rebecca answered.
"It... it feels good... it really does... ooh♡"
Nngh— this pussy is incredible, but that's also the problem. It feels so good the orgasm is already bearing down on me, same as it did with the President.
"Vice President, I think I'm about to come. What about you, Rebecca? Are you close?"
Wet, filthy sounds poured from where our bodies were joined.
"Nnh♡ I... I think I'm going to come...!"
Good. Time for the final sprint.
I put my full weight behind every thrust.
"Ohh♡ Ohh♡"
Rebecca's moans climbed louder, breaking into something close to a wail. And then — even as her voice made it sound like she'd already lost — this shameless Vice President wrapped her legs around my back the same way the President had.
Fine. Let's finish this.
I slammed myself in to the root with everything I had, those vicious ridges biting down and wringing me for all they were worth.
"Ahhk♡ I— I'm coming! I'm coming—!"
"I'm coming too!"
My cock pulsed hard, and I poured myself into Rebecca in thick, shuddering spurts. She trembled from head to toe, her hips jerking helplessly beneath me.
"Hah..."
I pulled out with a long, satisfied breath. Same as before, a slow trickle of our mixed fluids spilled from her — the evidence of what we'd done, gleaming at the place where we'd been joined.
The adrenaline that had flooded my skull began to ebb, and a deep, heavy exhaustion settled in its place. God, I'd really lost my mind there. I'd fucked her like a man possessed. The Vice President's completely unexpected side — so filthy and so endearing all at once — must have short-circuited whatever rational thought I had left.
"J-Jojun?"
Bianca called to me from the side.
"Could you... go one more time?"
She looked at me with those heat-hazed blue eyes, and my cock rose to attention faster than I could even open my mouth.
"Of course."
I buried my face in her breasts and thought, Alright. Tonight, I'm going to fuck myself to death.
"Kyahhn!"
A cute, spoiled little moan spilled out of her as I groped and teased her breasts without mercy, and I thrust back into her in the same breath.
Tonight, I'm pushing myself to the absolute limit.