Bush Bashing
Copyright 2005 by Stormbringer

Jerry could see his wife's cheeks turning red with anger. 'Oh no,' he
thought. 'Here we go again. And in a crowded restaraunt too.'

"This, this, this is why no one should of voted for Bush." Kim's voice
grew louder with each word until half the restaraunt was turning to
stare at her. "That dumb bastard gets to name a supreme court justice."

"Shush, honey," I whispered.  

"Don't shush me, Jerry." 

"Kim's right," interupted Melissa. "Say bye bye to a woman's right to
choose."

"We should organize a march," yelled Kim practically rising up out of
her seat.

Jerry slid back in his chair. He found his wife very trying at times.
They were high school sweethearts and had only dated each other. Kim was
a spoiled rich girl who had looked for causes to make her life
meaningful. She hadn't become overly radical until she went to college.
There she fell in with an activist crowd. He mostly agreed with her
views, but didn't think one should get too excited about it or make a
scene, especially in a children's restaraunt.

There were three couples at the table. Kim and Jerry Anderson were both
twentyfive. He worked in a large accounting firm. He had his own office
and made good money at least enough that Kim didn't work yet. She'd come
out of college with a liberal arts degree that got her nowhere. They
were trying to have a baby and if she got pregnant soon, she'd probably
become a stay at home mother. Jerry was a typical accountant, skinny,
mousy, and nerdy. He was a 98 pound weakling in high school and now
seven years later he was a 112 pound weakling

Kim was a pleasant surprise in the looks department. Kim and Jerry were
evenly matched in high school, two nerds who found each other. However,
after school, contacts had replaced Kim's thick rimmed glasses and her
braces came off revealing a dazzling white smile. Kim had nearly shaved
her head in college, but let her raven black hair grow long afterwards.
She'd also gained the freshman fifteen which had filled out her skinny
body, swelling her breasts and putting a sexy curve to her hips. She was
so hot now, she rivaled her friend Melissa. 

Melissa and Mike were the opposites of Kim and Jerry in high school.
Melissa was the buxom blonde, green eyed cheerleader that all male
students loved. Mike was the quarterback that always ended with girls
like Melissa. They were also in their midtwenties.

The last couple was Evie and Eddie. Eddie was older, chubby, and
balding. He was a successful businesman and local Republican chairman.
Evie was Kim and Melissa's age, but had married her older husband
because she admired his values. They were both active in church and the
reason the group was at a children's restaraunt. Their two kids ages, 5
and 4, were playing in the plastic ball pool. Evie could have been the
hottest woman of the group, but kept her hair up and dressed to cover
her body. Everyone knew the incredible figure she covered up because the
three couples worked out together (Jerry and Eddie not often). That was
how they met and became friends. Both Kim and Melissa were trying to get
pregnant and looked to Evie as a role model.

"How about you Evie?" asked Kim loudly. "Ready to march on Washington?"

"Oh no," said Evie calmly. She was used to Kim's diatribes especially
when Kim had been drinking. "I'm not marching against my president."

"You're not pro life are you?" asked Melissa.

"Of course I am. I'm a Christian."

Kim appeared like she was about to pull out her own hair. "A woman has
the right to do with her body whatever she chooses."

"But we don't, Kimberly. If that were true, prostitution, drugs, and
suicide would be legal."

Jerry watched his beautiful wife's cheeks get even redder. Kim wasn't
the best debater. Her debate tactic was to point, yell, and call people
names. "Fascist!" yelled KIm pointing her finger at Evie. "If I didn't
believe in gun control, I'd shoot that idiot Bush myself."

"Here we go again," groaned Mike as the manager headed their way.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave," said the manager.

"I got this one," said Eddie pulling out a credit card.

Evie stood. She was as calm as ever, but looked smug a having beaten Kim
once again.
"I'll gather up the children. We've got to cash in their tickets."

"I'm serious," said Melissa to Kim. "We should march."

As the group left, they passed Evie with Eddie junior exchanging their
tickets. Eddie Jr pointed at what he wanted. "We'll take the police
badge and the handcuffs," said Evie.

"Great! Start the little fascist off early," said Kim passing her. 

Jerry hustled his wife out the door when Evie spun around. Evie could
take being insulted, but she was overprotective when it came to her
children. Evie looked like she was ready to slap Kim. "Sorry," he
appologized for his wife. Jerry led his drunk wife over to her car. It
was easily spotted by the "Arms are for Hugging" and the Kerry/Edwards
bumper sticker with the iberman of Gore/Leiberman sticking out from
under it. "I guess I'm driving."

********************

Kim spun around in the mirror. She pinched her belly, thighs, and ass.
"I'll be damned," she said. For the first time in her life, she was
completely satisfied with everything she saw.

"No one should look this good," she said staring at the mirror. "Glad my
sisters can't see me." Kim was a bit ashamed of her body and the skimpy
bikini barely covering it. Her college sisters would have called her a
traitor for wearing something this sexy and small. It was her body
though, and she should have the right to wear whatever she wanted. Hey,
if men can go topless on the beach, women should be allowed to also, but
Kim wouldn't go that far. 
She only wore this particular bikini in her backyard.

Kim planned on making herself a drink, working on her tan all day, and
reading a book. There was something to be said for not working. She was
on her way downstairs when the phone rang. "Hello," she answered picking
it up.

"Kim, it's Evie."

"Evie! I'm so glad you called. I'm so sorry about the other night. I
just drank too much and..."

"Shut up Kim. I know how you get when you drink. No hard feelings. You
got bigger problems. Listen. A secret service agent just left my house.
He was asking questions about you."

"Me?"

"Yeah. It seems someone at the restaraunt reported you as having
threatened the President."

"Oh shit!"

"Oh shit is right. This is serious Kim. You might be in big trouble.
He's on his way to talk to you right now. I just wanted to warn you
first."

The doorbell rang.

"Shit! I think he's here. Ah thanks for the warning, Evie." Kim hung up
the phone and went to answer the door. She opened it a crack. "Yes?" she
asked.

"Mrs Anderson, I'm agent Johnson with the Treasury Department, secret
service branch." Agent Johnson flashed his badge and identification at
her. The agent was a giant black man, bigger and more muscular then
Melissa's husband Mike. He was probably twice Kim's age, had a short
afro with gray temples, and very dark skin. He wore a dark suit and
reflective sunglasses. "May I come in?"

"Of course, Mr Johnson."

"Agent Johnson, please." Leroy stepped into the house as she opened the
door. He was instantly thankful for the glasses when he saw Kim Anderson
in the skimpy bikini. His eyes went huge at the site of her killer body.
How he kept his face expressionless, he never knew. Kim was wearing a
pure black bikini which stood out against her pale white skin. The top
seemed stretched too thin by her D-cup bosom. Round, quarter sized
nipples pushed through the material with the actual nipple a hard pointy
eraser. The cups probably covered only 25% of her breasts. Bare tit
flesh splled out the sides, underneath, and above the bikini top. Her
bottoms were strings too, riding high and tied on the sides of her hips.
The patch coverering her crotch was thin and flat indicating a shaved
pussy. She turned slightly displaying a firm well-rounded bare ass with
the bikini string slipping between her cheeks.

"What can I do for you, Agent Johnson?"
 
"We've had a complaint about you threatening the President of the United
States. I'm here to see if the threat is real or not." Leroy removed his
shades and ran his eyes up and down Kim's body.

Kim was immediately uncomfortable. Like many liberal minded people, she
was completely condescending towards minorities. She supported equal
treatment and afirmative action, but looked down on minorities as
incapable of achievement without the aid of caring white people such as
herself. Her bigotry rarely cropped up except when she saw interracial
couples. She hated the fact that it bothered her, but it always did.
"Let me go change," she said. Kim didn't even wear this particular
bikini in front of Jerry.

"I'm afraid I can't allow that, Mrs Anderson."

"What?"

"I'd prefer you remain as you are. It's dificult to conceal a weapon
dressed like that and I don't know what kind of wepons you might be
hiding upstairs. If I allowed you to change, I would need to watch you
dress."

"I'll stay like this then." There was no way Kim was going to allow a
black man to see her nude. Look Agent Johnson, I don't like Bush. I
didn't vote for him and he's not my President. That being said, I'm not
a terrorist."

"That remains to be determined, Mrs Anderson. If I deem that you are a
serious threat to the safety of the president, I will arrest you and you
could spend the next twenty years in prison. If I determine that it was
not a serious threat, you could still go to prison for five years. Were
you, Kim Anderson, at a local establisment called the Clowning Around
Pizzaria and Arcade three nights ago?"

"I was."

"And did you state- keeping in mind I've interviewed several witnesses-
that and I quote. "I'm going to buy a gun and shoot President Bush?"

"I did not. I said that if I didn't believe that guns should be banned,
I'd buy one and shoot Bush. It was a joke."

"So you admit it. Threatening the President is no joke." Johnson turned
to the door and opened it wide.

"Are you leaving?"

"Negative Ma'am. I need to retrieve something from my car. You're to
stand in the doorway, put your hands on the back of your head, and don't
move." Kim complied while Johnson stepped outside. "And arch your back
Mrs Anderson." Leroy thought her big breasts might make her bikini top
burst and fly off when she arched her back. He entered the beat up buick
and retrieved what he wanted. Kim was eyeing the buick. "Lousy airport
rental," he complained. "You may enter your house, ma'am."

"What's that?" she asked pointing at the item he had retrieved.

"Keep your hands on your head. Now!" Kim leaped to obey the huge black
man. "This is a digital video camera. Since I'm operating without a
partner, I'll need to video tape our interivew so that you can't say I
tried to force a confession or anything along those lines. It's to
protect you too."

"I understand," Kim said through gritted teeth. She felt color rising to
her cheeks. It wasn't from embarrassment at standing half naked before a
black man. It was her temper starting to flare up.

Leroy grabbed her elbow and led her into the living room. "It doesn't
look like there's a bomb factory here."

"Of course there isn't, idiot. I'm a housewife not a terrorist."

"Please remain calm, Mrs Anderson." Leroy set the camera up, aimed it at
the couch, and hit record. "Now Kim Anderson, state exactly the
terroristic threat you made against the President three days ago."

"It was not a threat. It was a fucking joke. I said, that if I didn't
believe in gun control, I'd buy one and shoot Bush."

"Sounds like a threat to me." Leroy had never seen someone so white,
turn so red before.

"I was upset he was naming a supreme court justice. I know my rights. I
have freedom of speech in this country, you fascist jerk. I want my god
damn lawyer."

"That's it. I've had all I can take. I'm placing you under arrest. You
will be held at the maximum security prison in the state capitol until
trial. Spin around and grab your ankles. You have the right to remain
silent."

"Fuck this," growled Kim humiliated. Grabbing her ankles forced her to
spread her legs. Her skimpy bikini bottom was so tight, it hugged her
labia. Agent Johnson was getting a good shot of her beaver. "We're
turning into a police state. No wonder the secret service has the
intitials SS. God damn, gestapo!" 

"Mrs Anderson, please excercise your right to remain silent."

"What?"

"Shut the fuck up. Now!"

Kim felt herself quiver as she closed her mouth. Johnson could go from
polite to dominating instantly. Curse her temper. "Ah, I'm sorry, sir."

"That's better, Mrs Anderson. Behave and you might still keep out of
prison. I'll need to search your person."

"I believe it's quite obvious I'm not hiding anything."

"You'd be surprised, Mrs Anderson. There could be remote triggering
devices sewn into your clothing." He untied her bikini top." 

"I can't believe this," she groaned. Her bikini top fell to the floor.
Johnson's hands came around in an attempt to catch it. They missed and
ended up cupping her breasts. "Oh god." Kim's breasts were huge Dcups,
but Johnson's hands still nearly covered them completely. He was a very
big man. "Is this necessary?"

"I'm afraid it is. Remember I'm taping this. You have a right to supoena
the tape if you think I act inappropriatly." Johnson picked up her
bikini top and kneeled beside her dangling breasts. He stared at her
tits as he worked his finger around the material of her top. "Initial
inspection of terrorist's bikini top reveal no hidden devices," he
stated for the camera.

"Oh please, that's enough," groaned Kim rejecting to being called a
terrorist. She was about to ask for her top back when he tossed it
across the room.

"My appologies, Mrs Anderson. You are correct. We will now remove the
SUSPECTED terrorist's bikini bottoms." Leroy untied the sides of her
pantys. He caught them before they could fall. His hand cupped Kim's
vagina untl he pulled the bikini bottoms away. Johnson placed her pantys
over his mouth and face, inhaling deeply. "I detect no scent of any bomb
making materials on subject's bikini bottom. Also note, the pantys are
wet. The suspected terrorist appears aroused."

"Fuck you."

"Are you soliciting me for sex, Mrs Anderson?"

"No sir. I was insulting you. I'd never let a bla... that is, I'm a
married woman. I'm not a whore." The black man was right though, she was
aroused. Her nipples were rock hard from where he had touched them. Her
pussy was juicing up so fast, a drop was forming on her clit. Jerry had
never gotten her close to being this aroused. Of course, Jerry was
rather meek. He never was forceful with her or ordered her around like
Agent Johnson. Nobody had ever treated her like Agent Johnson was.

Johnson retrieved his camera. Kim was still grabbing her ankles. He
zoomed in on her dangling breasts. The angle she was in had her breast
dangling in Kim's face. He carried the camera behind her and filmed the
inverted V her legs were forming and her breasts between her legs as
well as her angry red face. He zoomed in on her pussy.  

"Agent Johnson?"

"Yes, Mrs Anderson."

"May I move please? My back is hurting."

"You can grab the back of the couch. Keep your arms and legs spread wide
and your head down."

"That's better," she sighed when she moved.

"I'm now resuming my search of the suspected terrorist, Kim Anderson."
Leroy zoomed back in on her pussy. She was wet all right. "Subject's
obvious arousal makes it difficult to see into her vagina. I've
determined that a physical search
will be necessary."

"Oh no," moaned Kim.

"I'll get this over as quickly as possible, Mrs Anderson." Leroy Sucked
his index finger between his lips to wet it. He then placed his finger
against Kim's labia. She quivered when he touched her. Leroy could
actually see her clit growing engorged. He held the camera up as he
pushed his finger into her pussy.
 
"Ohmygawd! Animal? Get your dick away from me, pig." Kim tried to lean
forward to get away from his finger.

"Relax Mrs Anderson. I have to do this."

"I don't understand." Kim looked over her shoulder. Agent Johnson was
kneeling behind her with one finger sticking out from a clenched fist.
"I thought it was your penis."

"Why would you think that?"

"It felt like it was my husband's penis."

"I can assure you, that my penis is much larger then this finger, Mrs
Anderson."

Kim sucked her lower lip into her mouth as Johnson pushed his finger
back inside. She tried to fight it, but an involuntary moan escaped her
lips. It really did feel like a penis pushing inside her. Worse, he was
pushing his finger in and out like he was fucking her. He was just
lubricating it and his finger pushed deeper with each thrust. Kim pushed
against the couch just as the finger was probing deeper into her. Jesus!
Did she just push back into his thrusts? She fought the urge to do it
again, but her hips kept flexing in time to his finger thrusts.
His finger was just like her husband's penis. It couldn't quite reach
deep enough to satisfy an itch she got everytime she had sex
  
"Have located alleged terrorist's gadget spot. I've detected no gadgets
or hidden items. I'm now making circular motions around Mrs Anderson's
G-spot to confirm."  

"Ohmygod!" Kim couldn't believe the pleasure coming out of her pussy.
This wasn't right. Agent Johnson was merely making circular motions
inside her with his finger and it felt better then sex with Jerry ever
had.

Leroy lowered the camera between his legs, trying to point it at her
pussy. "Note subjects clitoris has become engorged and is impeding
progress." Leroy used the index finger of his free hand to push Kim's
clit down. He gently massaged it. 

Kim with a scream pushed back into his finger. The waves of pleasure had
her falling into the couch. Her pussy quivered as it soaked Agent
Johnson's hand.

"Subject has had a large orgasm. No materials other then fluids were
disgorged from her vagina during orgasm. Mrs Anderson's crotch is
clean."

"Filthy fucking animal," screamed Kim. "How dare you. You fucking nig...

SMACK

Leroy brough his hand down hard on Kim's ass. "I've had enough of your
attittude, Mrs Anderson." Leroy smacked her again. Her butt cheek turned
red. 

"You- you have no right," Kim gasped. It was more humiliating then
painful.

"But I do, Mrs Anderson. The United States Patriot Act allows me to do
what I deem necessary to subdue a belligerent." Leroy spanked her other
ass cheek twice. Kim had a nice round firm ass, but it quivered as he
smacked it. 

"No one has ever treated me like this before," she gasped. 

"Maybe they should have. Now, why did you call me those names?"

"Because."

"Because what?"

"Don't make me say it." Kim gasped as he spanked her once more. "You
made me orgasm."

"So?"

"It was my first."

"Ever?"

"Yes," Kim sobbed guiltily.

"Your husband isn't doing his job properly. Did you like it?"

"Yes."

"I can give you more, Mrs Anderson. If you let me fuck you, I'll promise
you lots more. Bigger ones even."

"But my husband?"

"Doesn't need to know." Leroy already had his jacket off and was
unbuttoning his suit. "Do this and I'll tell my supervisor that you're
just a loud mouthed housewife and not a terrorist."  

"Ok."

"Ok what?" asked Leroy for the benefit of the video camera.

"You can fuck me."

"You won't be dsappointed, Mrs Anderson. This is what we in the
government call a win-win situation. You stay out of jail and get the
true fucking a slut like you needs and my black cock gets some relief."

"Black cock?" Kim hung her head down as she leaned against the couch.
Just under her large dangling breasts, she could see the black man
stooping to step out of his underwear. Johnson's penis fell out of his
underwear like a thick black log. Kim suddenly felt a tremble of fear.
What had she gotten herself into? It must be the angle she was viewing
it. No penis could be that big. The monster shaft appeared over a foot
long. "Your cock is huge!" 

"What of it? You ever had a big black cock before?"

"Oh no," she said raisng her head back up so that she couldn't see him
lining it up wth her pussy. "Agent Johnson, you can't cum in me. I'm
trying to have a baby."

Leroy's filmed his thirteen inch cock lined up with her pussy. He zoomed
in on her gash as he pressed the golfball sized cockhead against it. He
swore his cock swelled even bigger when she told him she was trying to
get pregnant. The lie rolled easily off his lips. "You have nothing to
worry about, Mrs Anderson. I've had a vasectomy. It's a common procedure
among agents. The family of the President is our family." Leroy video
taped his cockhead pushing into her pussy. 

"Ugh! It's so thick!" moaned Kim. She felt herelf opening up for him. It
the head had been any thicker, she didn't think it would have fit. Her
pussy opened up to the point it was nearly painful. Though it shamed
Kim, she was thankful she was so wet. Kim was also thankful she couldn't
see him penetrating her. It probably would have frightened her too much.
"Aaahh." Her sigh was long and drawn out as the entire head entered her.
Her pussy clung to the head. She opened wider as his thick shaft found
it's way inside her.

Kim hung her head down and looked between her breasts again. Her tits
blocked her view of Johnson's cock, but his nutsack was plainly in view.
His scrotum was sized to go with his large cock. Each testical was three
times as big as Jerry's entire ball sack. Thank god he's had a
vasectomy, she thought. Those things would be blasting a lot of sperm
into her.

Leroy worked the head of his cock around a little, letting it slicken up
before he pushed it in deeper. "This sure is a tight fit, Mrs Anderson.
"If you weren't married, I'd say you were a virgin."

"Oh my," she blurted out. At that moment she did feel like a virgin.
"You can't be real."

"Feels good doesn't it."

"YES!" she shouted as her second orgasm hit. It was a small fast one
that caught her off guard. The black man's cock had just pushed deeper
then Jerry had ever gone. The needy area that always felt unsatisfied
during sex with her husband was now hugging a huge black cockhead.
"Ohmygod!" His cockhead now pushed deeper still. The brief stab of pain
when the tip hit her cervix was nothing compared to the immense pleasure
emmanating out from her pussy. "Can't take... hmm yes... no more."

"I think you can, Mrs Anderson." Leroy needed his hands free. He pulled
back until only the head of his cock was wedged between her labia. Kim
whimpered in displeasure. Leroy was able to stoop enough to set the
video camera on the floor. He left it running and aimed up at their
crotches.

"That's it, put it back in," begged Kim as Leroy stood back up. This
time his hands were on her hips as he buried his cock again until just
three or four inches remained. 

Leroy pushed hard until he felt the steel hard shaft might actually
bend. Finally, the cervix yielded to the pressure and opened for him.
The thick head pushed into her womb. Kim suddenly lunged back into Leroy
until his balls slapped her thighs. Her entire body shook as her cum
squirted out around his shaft coating his pubic hair and soaking his
balls.

Kim recovered to a slow steady pounding in her pussy. "That's it. Yes!
Fuck me. Fuck me." Somehow her head had pushed into the couch cushion.
Johnson's powerful thrusts had pushed her forwards and over the end of
the couch. She was now bent over the edge of the couch. Her feet were
several inches off the ground, but her crotch was perfectly lined up
with the black man's massive cock. As the head pushed in and out of her
womb, Kim was once again thankful for the vasectomy. Agent Johnson's
thirteen inch black cock was the perfect breeding tool deigned to
deliver sperm straight to the source. Kim was so far gone, even if he
wasn't fixed, she wouldn't have stopped him from fucking her.  

Agent Johnson's cock actually outlasted Kim. She had strong orgasm after
strong orgasm until she felt tapped out. Still, the black man kept
rapidly bucking his hips. "Damn!" growled Leroy. "I must be slipping. I
didn't thoroughly investigate you for weapons."

"Unh what do unh you mean? Unh Unh" Kim was astonished the secret
service agent was still concerned she a threat.

"Didn't check this hole." Johnson pushed his thumb straight into her
ass.

"Ow! Oh shit! Cumming!" Kim hadn't been tapped out after all. Her
sphincter squeezed tight around the back man's thumb and her pussy went
crazy. His thumb was so big, it felt like she had two cocks inside her.
Kim felt like a huge slut when the thought didn't disgust her. Johnson
wiggled his finger while fucking her. His cock seemed bigger. The ridge
around his cockhead had swelled and scraped her cervix each time he
pushed it into her womb. His cock jerked and her womb flooded with
sperm. "It's so hot!" Kim cried, cumming again as wad after wad of hot
sperm filled her womb, then flooded her pussy until it shot out around
his cock. More shot out when Johnson pumped his cock in and out a few
more times to clear out any excess semen.

Kim's pussy felt empty when Agent Johnson finally pulled his cock out.
She felt a hand on her chin and looked up. Johnson had walked around the
couch. His cock was fat and swollen, but limp. He guided it towards her
mouth. Kim parted her lips as she got her first good glimpse of the
massive black cock that had just fucked her good. Getting fucked from
behind, she had been able to concentrate on the pleasure and forget it
was a black man giving it to her. 

Kim took his wet cockhead into her mouth. A final jet of sperm landed on
her tongue. His dark black cock was sticky and it glistened. It was
still thick and at it's full thirteen inch length, but it was no longer
rock hard. He pushed more down cock her throat. There was no pretending
he wasn't a massively endowed, muscular black man with him standing in
front of her. Kim pulled back despite Johnson's attempt to push his cock
even deeper. "We aint done," he growled.

"Just not comfortable," she gasped for air." Kim was still bent over the
back of her couch. The indentations of the fabric were visible on her
stomach when she stood. She walked around the couch and sat down on it
before Johnson. He stepped forward and tapped his cockhead against her
lips. She opened for him.

Johnson grabbed her head in hands so strong they could have crushed her.
He guided her to swallow him deeper. Kim couldn't close her eyes. She
needed to stare at the powerful male forcing her to service his massive
cock. Johnson's shaft lost some of it's limpness. Before Kim knew it, he
was feeding her a steel hard rod again. 

Johnson pulled her head forward which helped angle his cock to penetrate
her throat. The big black man rapidly bucked his hips fucking her mouth.
Their eyes were locked. Kim's eyes were wide and pleading. Her
expression implied that she hoped she was pleasing him. Johnson's eyes
were narrowed and his expression domineering. You are mine, read his
eyes.

Johnson gritted his teeth. His expression softened a bit. Kim noticed
the rthymic fucking of her mouth was off. The whites of his eyes grew as
his irises rose into his eye lids. "Argh," he grunted thrusting his cock
deep down her throat. 

Johnson's cock bucked wildly, threatening to choke her. Semen filled her
belly. He withdrew his cock filling Kim's recently vacated throat with
semen. He kept the cockhead in her mouth. His semen filled her mouth
faster then she could swallow. Cum dribbled down her lips. This was her
first good taste of semen. Kim couldn't get over how hot it was nor how
much she loved it. The cum was viscuous and rich, not what she would
expect from a man shooting blanks. Johnson rapidly ran his fist up and
down his shaft which continued to cum as long as he jerked it.
Eventually it ran dry and his limp cock plopped out of her mouth.
Johnson stepped back with a sigh. "You suck cock like a pro, Mrs
Anderson."

"Uh...thanks, I guess." Kim cupped some of the semen on her chin and
raised it within reach of her tongue.

"I'll need to investigate upstairs before I leave, ma'am. I'll follow
you."

Kim nodded and weakly climbed off the couch. A huge pool of semen had
soaked the cushion where she had been sitting. The cushion was ruined.
She'd need to flip it over before Jerry got home. Johnson followed her.
He reached out and retrieved the video camera from where it sat on a
table facing her couch. Semen leaked out of her pussy every time she
raised a leg to climb a step. She was surprised at the amount. Not that
she was leaking so much, but so little. Johnson's testicles pumped out
large amounts of semen. It occured to Kim that most of it would be
trapped in her womb after her cervix had closed again. She'd probably
leak his semen for a week afterwards.

"Upstairs appears clean," said Johnson sweeping the camera around. "Why
don't you get cleaned up," he told her once they were in the master
bedroom."

"That would be nice." Kim entered her bath and took a quick shower. She
wrapped a towel around her body after drying off. She smiled at herself
in the mirror. It felt good to be clean. She left her bathroom and froze
before her bed.

Agent Johnson was lying on her bed spread eagled. "Drop the towel,
woman."

"What?"

"You heard me. Drop it! Now!" Johnson grinned when she complied. "You
shouldn't cover that fine body up. Not never. Now come straddle me. I
think I can do one more load."

Kim climbed onto her bed and through her leg around Johnson's crotch. He
grabbed her hips and adjusted her so that his cock was wedged right
between her legs. Her body reacted immediately. Kim's nipples swelled
and her pussy leaked fluid on his shaft. She ground her crotch into his,
sliding her pussy along his shat. Johnson placed his huge hands on her
breasts, gently teasing her nipples. Kim became aware of the immense
contrast between her pale skin and his dark black skin. His cock quickly
stiffened between her legs. "Oh yes," she moaned.

"Put it in, baby."

Kim slid her pussy up his rod until her labia parted around the tip. She
pushed down and the head entered her. Kim lifted her crotch up and
pushed down into Johnson's monster cock.
It felt incredible to be filled by him again, but she was concerned at
how easily she had taken him. Her pussy was quickly adapting to this
cock and might never go back to normal. The big cockhead pushed back
into her womb as she took him completely inside her. Kim orgasmed again
when Johnson made his cock jerk. "Oh yes," she sighed.

"Gotta make up for all those years your husband hasn't been taking care
of you, don't we? Now Mrs Anderson, I'm gonna give you a choice. You've
convinced me you aint no terrorist. You're off the hook and if you want,
you can get off that back cock and I'll be leavin."

Kim laughed. "You will be lucky if I ever get off this big boy. A girl
could get addicted to a cock like this. Orgasm after orgasm with no
chance of getting pregnant. It's a dream come true."

"Then start living the dream. Work that ass, Mrs Anderson."

"Call me Kim." The raven-haired beauty started bouncing in the black
man's lap. "What's your name?"

"Agent Johnson," said Leroy smacking her ass lightly. "Now work that
white pussy. Squeeze my cock. Tell me what you're thinking, Kim."

"Ah ah I'm thinking I love this big black cock. Ah ah I love fucking
you. Oh gawd, I'm cumming again." Kim trembled as another powerful
orgasm rocked her body. She continued to cum until she didn't have the
strength to fuck him any longer. Johnson ended up holding her ass up
while he slammed his cock up into her pussy repeatedly. Eventually, his
cock swelled until the head wedged in her cervix. "That's it fill my
womb," moaned Kim as a steady stream of fresh semen sprayed her womb.
"So hot," was the last thing she moaned as she fell on top his chest.

Leroy's cock softened, but didn't shorten. He had to roll over to pull
it out. He stood and climbed off the bed, leaving Kim spread eagled on
her back. He retrieved the video camera and noticed that there was less
then a minute left to record. He zoomed in on Kim's exhausted body. Her
pussy was splayed open and gushing out sperm. He let the digital video
run out. 

Leroy walked downstairs and put his suit back on. Before leaving, he
bounded back upstairs and to the bedroom. Kim was just starting to move.
"I gotta get this placed cleaned up before Jerry gets home," she
groaned.

"Mrs Anderson," said Leroy, "The United States government thanks you for
your cooperation." 

********************

Jerry sat at his desk talking to Evie on his speaker phone. "It's the
weirdest thing, Evie. I almost think Kim's one of those Stepford wives.
It's like he scared the bitch right out of her. You wouldn't believe how
nice she is. Kim's cooked me dinner every night and she does the dishes.
She doesn't talk while the news is on. It's borderline creepy."

Evie's voice came out of the speaker. "And she still hasn't mentioned
her visitor?"

"Nope."

"Who'd you get to do it?"

"Leroy, the janitor. I saw him wearing a dark suit after he got back
from a funeral. He looked like one those feds. Here he comes now."

"Working late tonight, Mr Anderson," said Leroy entering Jerry's office.
"I just need to empty the trash."

"I got our fellow conspirator on the phone. Say hi to Evie."

"Hello, ma'am."

"Hello Leroy. You have got to tell me what you did to Kim. Jerry says
she's like a new woman."

"I just did like you told me and put a little fear of the governement in
her. Deep in her. Told her she'd end up in jail if she didn't straighten
up."

"That's great," said Evie. "We should have him go screw with Melissa,
too."

"Not a bad idea," said Jerry. "Anyway, I need to get home. Talk to you
later, Evie. Hey, does Eddie Jr want his toy badge back?"

"No, tell Leroy he can keep it as a momento. Good night, guys." Evie
hung up and the dial tone came on.

Jerry grabbed his briefcase. "Thanks for helping me play this trick on
my wife, Leroy. Kim's wonderful, but she needed to be taught a lesson." 

"My pleasure, Mr Anderson."

"Here's the hundred bucks I promised you." Jerry handed Leroy 5 twentys.
"You sure earned it. You missed your calling as a cop or fed, Leroy."

"Thanks, but I went the other root. Ten years in jail for dealing when I
was twentyfive. Been clean seventeen years, but the police academy
doesn't take excons."

"Too bad." Jerry noticed two other black men outside his office. "Who
are your friends?"

"Janitors on the other floors. We're playing poker after work."

"Well good luck then." Jerry nodded at the men as he left the office. 

The other two men entered Jerry's office when the elevator doors closed.
One was chubby and near retirement age. The other was a rough looking
eighteen year old.
 
"Gentlemen, may I present to you, Kim Anderson." Leroy picked the
picture of Kim and Jerry on the beach off Jerry's desk."

"Damn!" said the older black man. "She's got a killer body. Look at that
bikini."

"It's three times bigger then the little thing I stripped off her," said
Leroy proudly.

"There's no way you fucked that piece of white ass," said the younger."

"Care to bet."

"Twenty says you is a liar."

"Pay up now, dick, cause I got a video to show you when we get to my
place."

"I'd sure love to stick my dick between those big white boobies," said
the old man.

"Maybe you can." Leroy grinned. He leaned over the desk. Leroy pressed
the button labeled home on the phone.

"Hello?"

"Mrs Anderson, the is Agent Johnson with the secret se..."

"I remember who you are, Agent Johnson."

"We have a complication, Mrs Anderson."

"Oh no?"

"I'm afraid so. My supervisor wasn't fully convinced by my report about
you. He needs to interview you in person."

"You said... you'd convince him." Kim was almost crying.

"You shouldn't have too much to worry about.
I'll be there to help you and there'll be a junior agent with us. We can
conduct the interview at the old airport motel where we'll be staying."

"I'm familiar with it."

"Your husband doesn't even have to know." 

"Thank god for that. How could your supervisor possibly believe I'm a
terrorist?"

"We have some new information. Do you have a friend named Melissa..." 

"Stevens. She's my best friend."

"We'll need to investigate her. Can you give me a description?"

"Oh, the blue-eyed, blonde, popular cheerleader type."

"Perfect. I know the type. We'll contact you with a date and time. Don't
warn, Mrs Stevens. The government thanks you for your cooperation."
Leroy hung up the phone. He looked at his astonished friends. "Lets go
find you boys some toy badges."

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