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Sarah Palin: The Unexpected Visitor
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)
***
A rather shy porn writer has an unexpected encounter
with one of his fantasy women. (MF, oral, anal, celeb-
parody)
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Hey there. I'm an average guy - I'm 28, athletic, 6'4
1/2", light brown hair, green eyes - with an average
job, average life, average, average, average... You
get my point. I don't really stand out. I work hard
without being noticed. I've dated, I'm not a virgin or
anything like that but nothing exciting ever happens
to me.
My only vice is writing stories on a site I'll call
KB. I mostly write celebrity fantasies - things I wish
would happen but never would - and they get me
noticed. I get positive feedback on my stories and a
lot of hits on them. Most of the time, at least. You
can't always please everyone. But I write the things I
love to write and for the most part my readers love
what I write also.
When I'm writing and when I'm on that site I don't
feel average. And that is a very good feeling to feel.
Smiley but in the real world I'm still average. Kind
of like Peter Parker. Especially since in his world
everybody wants Spider-Man. But there are worse things
than being average so I don't complain too much...
Well it's Friday and I was lazing it up on the couch,
the TV on but watching nothing in particular. I work
Mondays through Thursdays 10 hours a day and enjoy a
long weekend not that there's much joy in it... All of
a sudden the door cell rang. I shut off the TV, got
off the couch and dropped the remote on the cushion
letting it bounce once. Who could it be?
I don't really have friends [just my cousin but he
lives a few towns away and doesn't drive anymore], and
my family lives far away and my dad hates to travel. I
continued to mull over the possibilities in my head as
a traversed the narrow hallway to the door leading to
the enclosed porch of my house.
I opened the door, walking out onto my cold porch
[windowless on the left side but windowed beyond the
door to my right in the little 'sitting' area] in just
a pair of socks, blue jeans and a grey sweatshirt I'd
torn the sleeves off of. I opened the solid metal
door. [hey, this isn't the best neighborhood - I have
bars on all the windows and the best security system,
too]
and peered through the small wire-messed window of my
locked screen door. I was shocked to say the least. I
unlocked the screen door and pushed it open. "Sarah
Palin!" I exclaimed. I blinked. "I mean Governor
Palin..."
She chuckled. "Former governor Palin," corrected with
a smile. "But I'm not here in an official capacity so
please call me Sarah. Are you Jim?" She said my last
name also.
I nodded wondering why she'd be here. Sarah must have
seen the puzzlement written on my face.
"You're not in any trouble in case you're wondering."
That helped me relax a bit and I invited her in. She
thanked me as she entered. I locked the screen door
and front door behind her. Sarah waited for me to
guide her forward and I led her to the living room
[good thing I'm a 'neat freak' bachelor]. Sarah sat
down on the couch after I moved the remote. I took her
coat, hung it for her then offered her a drink but she
said no thank you. Sarah seemed so at ease in a
stranger's home. She also looked as hot and sexy as
usual.
Sarah's long brown hair was up in a bun, she had her
glasses on [woman in glasses are sexier] and wore a
light colored blouse under a grey blazer with matching
skirt, black hose and low heels. I was trying to ask
her what brought her here but I could not bring myself
to speak.
Sarah read my face again and saved me the trouble. "I
know we're wondering why I'm here," she said, undoing
a button on her jacket. "I find out about your
postings about me on KB."
My mouth fell open and I felt my face grow hot.
"I just wanted thank you for coming to my defense on
all those occasions. All I hear and read are negative
comments about me and you really bolstered me. Thank
you so much."
Swallowing hard I said, "Y-you're welcome." So many
thoughts flew through my head; like how did she find
out what I had wrote, and how did she find out it was
me who had wrote those things and tracked me down, but
none of that mattered. A person with Sarah's clout
could find out anything. Then another question
occurred to me...
My eyes went wide, I felt the blood drain from my
face, and without thinking I blurted "If you knew
about me saying those things then you also know..."
Sarah, who had been smiling the whole time, as she
does, nodded. I've had a big crush on her for a long
time, and I made some sexual remarks about what I'd
love to do to Sarah... "I am so sorry! I..." I could
find no words to speak how humiliated and embarrassed
I felt. But Sarah saved me.
"Don't be sorry, Jim. Ever. Those things you wrote
made me feel good, too. I'll admit my husband and I
are sexually active, but he's never really satisfied
me."
I felt my embarrassment being replaced by horniness as
Sarah talked openly about her sex life. My cock was
beginning to harden in my briefs... "Having such a
young man as you pine over an old woman like me..."
My words began to return to me. "Sarah," I began,
putting my hand on hers. "You are in no way an old
woman! Considering you're a mother of 5 your body is
so slim and sexy! And for a woman not long from 47 you
look so damned young!"
I didn't feel embarrassed by my outburst but Sarah was
now blushing but her smile never left her face. "See?
You know what to say to make me feel good. I know
you're being sincere. That's why I wanted to come and
thank you in person - a letter would've been too
impersonal and hard for you to believe - and what
better way to thank you than to let you have your way
with me?"
Without waiting for a reply Sarah leaned towards me
and kissed me passionately. I found my left hand slide
up and cup Sarah's huge right tit through her blouse
[her jacket had long since been open, she'd been
slowly undoing the buttons as we'd talked...].
Sarah moaned and pressed her 36D tit [Sarah told me
her bra size later on] into my hand. We kissed for the
longest time before Sarah broke the kiss. "You can do
ANYTHING you want to me..." She whispered. "Just make
sure it stays our secret. I'm married after all, and
the scandal would ruin my political career and
aspirations. Not to mention my marriage, even if it
isn't little more than a 'marriage of convenience'."
I nodded. "I would never talk about what happens
between us, Sarah." I jumped up. "Don't move!" I
dashed to my bedroom and went to my closet. I came
back and told Sarah to take off her jacket. She stood
and took it off, handing it to me. I put it on a
wooden hanger and hung it from a hook on the wall.
I asked for her skirt next.
She slid out of it and passed it to me. I saw Sarah's
slim legs were actually encased in lace-topped
stockings. I clipped her skirt up on a hanger I used
for my dress pants. I asked for her blouse and she
slowly unbuttoned it. A large, overstuffed black bra
came into view. It looked thick and satiny, showing
lots of cleavage. Then her black satin garter belt
came into view followed by black lace 'boy shorts'
panties. Sarah sexily slid it off and handed it to me,
admiring my huge erection now bulging out against my
jeans. I hung her blouse on the same hanger as her
skirt and put it up on the hook.
Sarah started to undo her bun but I stopped her.
"Leave it up," I said. "And your glasses on."
"All right," She smiled lowering her arms.
I went to her and took her into my arms and kissed her
again. My hands went to her soft but firm butt and
kneaded it. Sarah groaned, gyrating her body against
my throbbing cock as she kissed me harder. I broke our
kiss finally leaving Sarah gasping. I led her to the
couch and sat down. I told her to seat with her legs
curled up under her, facing me. She did that and I
rubbed my crotch. "Now lean all the way down, take my
cock out and suck me off."
Sarah's smile turned mischievous as she leaned down
and undid my jeans. She pushed them down to my feet
with my briefs. Her eyes went wide and she licked her
lips. I guess there is one thing about me that is not
average [other than my height and size 15 feet]; I
have a 9" long cock that's pretty thick, too [Sarah
later admitted to me in bed her husband is hardly 6"
and far from thick]. Sarah swooped down and engulfed
my rod.
She reached between my legs and cupped my balls gently
as her mouth slid expertly up and down my cock [she
admitted she got a lot of practice sucking off other
politicians at times to get what she needed]. She was
easily able to deep-throat me and she used so many
techniques to get me off.
I was spurting into Sarah's mouth 10 minutes later and
she was swallowing every drop. She licked me clean
then looked up at me expectantly. I told Sarah stand
up and take off her panties. She stood up and slid
down her tight panties, revealing her forest of dark
brown curls covering her mound and pussy. Sarah
stepped out of them as I kicked off jeans and briefs.
"Turn that big, beautiful butt to me and lower
yourself onto my cock..." I held my cock as she
lowered her pussy down onto my cock. "And don't stop
riding me until I say..."
I marveled at how hairy her butt crack was... Sarah
had such a tight pussy but she slid smoothly along my
cock. I reached around and grabbed her huge tits which
made her ride my cock faster.
Sarah began to have her first orgasm but never slowed
down. She eventually came 14 times during our 20
minute long first fuck. We were covered in sweat and
Sarah was breathing heavy when I blew my load up her
pussy. Sarah kept riding me as I'd told her to do. I
let go of her tits and unclasped her huge bra. I told
her to slide up off of my cock for just a moment.
Sarah did so with a grunt, our juices pouring out of
her inflamed opening. I repositioned my cock and told
her to slide back down on it. She did but the new
angle allowed my cock to slip into her butt. "Oh!" was
all Sarah uttered as she took me up her [I found out
later] virgin butt.
It took longer for her to take me up her butt because
she was so tight but eventually Sarah had me in her to
the root. I then told her - without letting my cock
leave her butt - to rotate her body around on me until
she was facing me. She groaned and slowly did so
clockwise, first repositioning her right leg and later
her left. She remained silent but her face read
volumes.
"What are you thinking, Sarah?" I asked her.
Her face broke out in a big grin. "I'm thinking you're
a bigger pervert than I'd have guessed. And I love
it!"
I slid her bra off as she began to ride my cock once
more. Her tits were still high and firm for her age,
capped off by huge, reddish-brown areolas, oval in
shape. Her nipples poked out long and thick; I sucked
on her left nipple as I kneaded her right tit.
Sarah started to cum again even though she hadn't
built up much of a pace yet. In fact I only lasted 15
up her butt but Sarah came at least 2 dozen times,
many 3 orgasms in a row. We sat there for the longest
time, all sweaty and breathing hard. I began kissing
Sarah's neck and she began to giggle. My cock got hard
once more and Sarah clung to me as I carried her to my
bedroom on my hard cock.
We fucked the rest of the day - stopping to eat some
take out delivery Sarah said for - before we resumed.
We fucked in the shower the next morning then fucked a
few times in every room before returning to bed.
Sarah had to leave Sunday morning and we fucked one
last time in the shower. As she dressed after Sarah
giggled. "I wanted to let you have your way with me as
a thank you, but I have to thank you for giving me
such an excellent weekend. I will be back as much as
possible, that I promise you," she said then we kissed
but my front door, her huge tits crushed against my
chest.
I waved as Sarah drove off, thinking how quickly my
average, ordinary life changed to extraordinary.
THE END
Author's Note: Sometimes I feel like Stephen King when
I do this at the end of a story. That's a good
feeling. Smiley What I like about this story is that
it's more likely to happen than my other celebrity
stories. Think about it: Bexy constantly posts about
how hot Clive Owens is. He has a friend who is a
member of KB who tells him and he checks it out. He
gets all turned on, tracks down Bexy and... Wink It
could happen.
I'd thought about writing this story for months and
had it all laid out in my head about a week ago as I
jerked off to the fantasy. I was just trying to decide
yesterday if this was indeed a celebrity story; well,
Sarah is always in the media's eye, and she is an
author so I guess she is a celebrity... And the rest
is history. I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I
did. G
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