1. Like a Hero


    Date: 6/29/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Nicole_Larson, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    to eat your pussy out?" Again, I didn't have an answer. In my mind, I couldn't help thinking that this was some kind of hallucination, some kind of dream. I was still in high school, and I'd never seen a pool before in my life, and this was some kind of weird dream I was having. The whole last year had been a very vivid, very powerful dream. "I have a strapon too," she said. "I'll fuck you like you've never been fucked before." My brain decided suddenly that if it was a dream, it didn't want the dream to end. "Okay," I said. And suddenly, it was over. Her hand left my breast, her other hand left my pussy, and she was walking away from me. She paused before she reached the door to the bathroom. "Room 1206," she said. "Wait ten minutes, then take the elevator up." Punctuating her sentence, she brought her hand up to her face, and breathed in deeply. "I can't wait," she added, and stepped out of the room. And just like that, I was alone again. I robotically washed my hands, and robotically walked out of the bathroom. I robotically walked through the ballroom. Someone from the press asked me a question and I robotically answered. I found my parents somehow. My dad was talking to a reporter, and my mom was clinging on to his arm, smiling like she'd just won the lottery. They found me and pulled me in, and it was the photo op of the century for some of these people. Incidentally, in the photo on the front page of the newspaper the next morning, it's my father on one side of me, my ...
    mom on the other, and in the middle, it's me, and that look on my face is me thinking about having lesbian sex with the Governor of our state. You can't see it, but my pussy is still wet from when she touched me. After the photo op died down, I told my Mom that I wasn't feeling very well and wanted to go up to my room. My dad had splurged for two rooms for this event, rather than make the two hour drive back home afterward. She asked if I was okay, and I said something about being overwhelmed with all this and just wanting to be alone for a while and then I'd come back down. She looked worried, but she understood. I asked her to make my apologies to the press, and stumbled away from the scene. It had to have been ten minutes, I thought to myself, as I walked toward the elevator. In the elevator, I tried to make sense of the whole situation, but I couldn't. My brain just wasn't working. The Governor wants to eat my pussy. Add that to the list of weirdness in my life lately. The female Governor of our great state wants to eat my pussy and fuck me like I've never been fucked before. With a strap on dildo. There was no way this was real life. The elevator dinged when it got to the twelfth floor, and the doors slid open, revealing a huge black man in a dour black suit. He looked at me once, and then pointed to his left, moving out of my way. I floated down the hallway, reading the numbers on the doors. This high up, there weren't as many doors as on the floor my parents and I were ...
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