A Night to Remember

I slowly opened my eyes just enough to see daylight streaming through a nearby window. My head hurt, my pussy was sore, and, if I had to guess, I’d say I lost my anal virginity at some point last night. I was lying on an unfamiliar beige carpet in nothing but a pair of equally unfamiliar men’s golden silk boxers. Where the fuck was I?

Once I managed to get unsteadily to my feet, I began to recognize the place. A rented condo overlooking the river. Cleveland. Fucking Ohio. I opened the refrigerator and thankfully found a bottle of water. I downed the whole thing and tried to piece things together. Last thing I remember was congratulating Pence backstage after his speech. It was all a rush after that. I was in charge of transportation for the kids. I know I had made all the arrangements, but couldn’t remember if it all went according to plan. I reached for another water, noticing the big hickey on my left tit for the first time. That’s when I heard a woman’s voice coming from behind the partly closed bedroom door.

“Forgive me father for I have sinned.” This was followed by a throaty laugh and a loud smooch.

As my brain was still gearing up to place the voice, Ivanka walked out of the room. She had on the same form-fitting white dress that she wore at the convention last night. How the fuck did she end up in my bedroom? She spotted me standing in the kitchen with my tits hanging out and my mouth hanging open.

Ivanka came up close to me, pressing her chest to mine, and kissed me affectionately on the cheek. “If that really was your first time eating pussy, you’ve got a natural talent for it.” She kissed me on the lips and headed for the door. I was too stunned to warn her that she had a big patch of dried cum in her hair before she was gone.

While my battered mind was still reeling, a man’s voice jolted my attention.

“What do we have for breakfast?” My stomach dropped when I recognized it.

Donald was standing in the doorway of the bedroom. He was nude and scratching his balls as he looked around. His penis was barely visible in the unruly nest of orange pubic hair that dominated his crotch. In my mounting panic, I didn’t even bother covering up my naked boobs. What the hell had gone on here last night? Ivanka and her father? No. The staff joked about it, but nooooo…

Donald moved with his customary swagger over to the kitchen bar and took a seat on one of the stools.

“You throw a hell of a party, little lady” he said with a jovial smile. “I’m very, very impressed.” He was staring at my tits so I didn’t know if he was referring to the party that I’d supposedly thrown or my boobs. Not that it mattered either way. My boss was sitting naked four feet from me and had apparently spent the night banging his daughter in my bed! And, I was pretty sure I had participated somehow.

“I’m going to need those back, by the way.” Donald nodded toward the golden boxers I was wearing.

Before I could answer, another voice drew my attention toward the bedroom.

“What’s with all the screaming out here?” Don Jr. staggered out rubbing his head. He, too, was nude, but from the size of the schlong swaying between his legs he obviously took after his mother’s side in the cock department.

“See,” Donald scolded, “this is why I don’t drink.” He chuckled and shot me a good-natured wink. “How about a little hair of the dog?” With this, he waggled his dick at his son.

Don Jr. smirked, went to where his father was seated, dropped down on his knees, and began sucking his cock. I didn’t think I could be any more shocked than I already was, but holy shit.

Donald stroked his boy’s hair as his dick grew to something that was just shy of respectably average. “I think the only reason he came to work for me was so that he could sneak into my office on his lunch break and do this.” He was talking to me as if this was nothing out of the ordinary. “He really is quite good at it.”

“Has anyone seen my panties?” I knew Tiffany’s whine as soon as I heard it. She had on a lacy white bra and nothing else. Her light patch of wispy pubic hair was shaved in the shape of a heart. Looks like Josh was the winner of that office pool.

I didn’t know if the nausea I was feeling was from the hangover or from the revelation that half the Trump brood had apparently had an incestuous orgy in my bedroom last night.

“Last I saw them,” Donald said, “you were stuffing them into your sister’s pussy.”

“God, she is such a kinky bitch. Why does she make me do that all the time?”

Donald shrugged, Jr. sucked, and Tiffany collapsed face first onto the sofa. Her cute little ass was perfect except for the hickey on the right cheek that matched the one on my tit.

“Do you have another one of those waters?” Donald asked. “And, if you have it, maybe you could get started on a pot of coffee. We all have a big day ahead of us.”

I fetched the official Republican candidate for the presidency a water as he sat there naked getting a blowjob from his well-hung son. As I did, I noticed that Don Jr. was hard and stroking himself while he lovingly suckled his father’s modest cock.

I busied myself with making coffee, not even sure if I had everything needed for such an operation. I turned in time to see Eric stroll out of the bedroom wearing nothing but a very tight pair of black bikini briefs. There was no missing the fact that he was sporting some serious morning wood, especially considering the head of his cock was poking out of the waistband.

“Morning, all!” He sounded chipper and not the least bit worse for wear. “Ahh, you beat me to it, bro.” He snapped his fingers, apparently disappointed he didn’t get first crack at his dad’s prick this fine morning. “But what have we here?” he said, leering at his sister’s bare ass.

Eric went over and gave Tiffany a sharp spank. She yelped and rubbed her cheek. “Dad! He’s being mean to me again!”

“Alright, you two, be nice. We’re all going to get along and be perfect until November. Everyone agreed, remember.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Tiffany pouted.

“Sorry, sis,” Eric apologized as he pulled down his briefs and freed his boner. I was able to see that what his member lacked in girth it made up for with length. “I’ll kiss it and make it better.” He leaned down and kissed the red spot that was rising on her pale butt cheek. She giggled and kicked her feet like a little girl.

I found filters and stuffed them in the coffee machine along with some grounds. As I fiddled with the gadget’s settings, I felt a tingle between my legs. It seemed impossible, but was this sick, twisted family of perverts actually getting me turned on?

With the coffee started, I turned back to see that Eric had his sister up on all fours and was easing his cock into her pussy from behind. She appeared not only willing, but eager to take her brother on in this manner. “All those stupid college jocks couldn’t fuck me right,” she said in that lilting way she had. “You’re the only one who knows just how I like it.”

I couldn’t help but wonder how far back this went. When did they all start fucking each other? Before I could ponder this further, Melania appeared from the bedroom and took my breath away.

Her hair was practically fresh-from-the-salon perfect. She was naked except for a tightly cinched leather harness that supported a large black cock. Her body was magnificent, and the way she stood so proudly with her fists on her hips as she surveyed the place made me want to drop to my knees and worship her as my own personal sex goddess.

“Where went Ivanka?” she asked, her voice raspy with seductive authority. “She is only one I did not fuck in asshole yet.”

I had a sinking feeling I now knew why my butthole was feeling sore.

“Sorry, my dear,” Donald spoke up sounding very contrite. “She already left.”

“You knew I was wanting to fuck in her ass. There will be punishment for both of you.”

Melania went and reclined in one of the overstuffed chairs exuding the confidence of a lioness as she did. She watched Eric and Tiffany fucking on the sofa just across from her and began stroking her big, black cock. I felt an almost irresistible urge to go to my boss’s wife and mount her huge rubber phallus in front of everybody. What the fuck happened to me last night? Just yesterday I would have described myself as an uptight, conservative, small town girl from Connecticut who only ever had one serious boyfriend. Hell, I didn’t even lose my virginity until only last year. And here I was with my tits out and my pussy drooling wet in the middle of a scene that would make Caligula blush. But instead of being disgusted by it all, I was getting more turned on by the minute!

“Ohhh, I’m going to cum,” Donald announced. This got the attention of his wife and children. “It’s going to be huuuge!” He pulled out of Don Jr.’s mouth, wrapped his little hand around his cock, and jerked himself off all over his boy’s upturned, smiling face. I was legitimately surprised to see that he did indeed deliver a huge load as promised.

“You are nasty man,” Melania admonished her husband. She pointed to a spot next to the chair she was sitting in and Donald went there and knelt. His wife patted him on the head like he was her pet. “Now, Little Donald, I want to see you put cock in funny red hair girl.”

It took me a moment to realize I was the funny red hair girl she was referring to. I didn’t think I wanted to subject my already tender pussy to that monster Don Jr. was wielding, but the idea that Melania wanted to see it happen left me helpless to resist. Why was I so eager to please her of all people?

Don Jr. took my hand and led me to an open space in the middle of the room. He lay down and held his cock upright. I pulled down the silk boxers I was wearing and noticed that my pussy was bald. I swear I had a full, embarrassingly untended, bush of pubic hair when I got out of the shower yesterday morning!

I got down on top of Don Jr. I was more than slightly distracted by his face still being coated with his father’s jizz, but his thickness pushing into me suddenly became the only aspect of my world that meant anything to me. Despite being beyond impossible, it was really happening. I could no longer judge my boss and his family for the vile debauchery they were indulging in because I was most definitely part of it.

“Very sexy,” Melania purred from her vantage. “You like to see big cock of your son fucking nice pussy?”

“I do,” Donald confessed, staring at my ass as it bobbed up and down. “I really, really do.”

“Eric!”

“Yeah, Mom?”

“Give red hair girl taste of your sister.”

Eric pulled out of Tiffany and came to me. He boldly presented his wet cock. I normally wasn’t a big fan of blowjobs, nor had I ever been the least bit interested in tasting another woman’s pussy juices, but in that moment I had a driving need for both those things. Even if I didn’t want them, I knew somehow that I would have done it just because Melania had commanded it.

I leaned forward and took Eric’s proffered cock into my mouth. The tart flavor of Tiffany’s cunt filled my senses. Strangely enough, the taste was unexpectedly familiar. Maybe it was better that I didn’t remember all that had happened last night. What I needed to focus on was that for the first time in my life I was being double teamed by two very desirable cocks, and those cocks both belonged to Trumps.

As I fucked and sucked, I was vaguely aware of Tiffany moving to where Melania sat. She sucked her step-mother’s tits, gently kissing and licking her nipples. This brought a small smile to Melania’s lips as she continued to watch the torrid threesome play out in front of her.

“Tiffany, dear, make your Daddy’s little cock hard again.”

The perky blonde obeyed without question. She fondled her dad’s balls and sucked his dick with lustful admiration. I swallowed as much of Eric as I could handle, and took Don Jr. as deep as my pussy could tolerate, all the while hoping I’d get a chance to play with Tiffany again while in a state that would allow me to remember the experience.

Melania was back to jerking off her strap-on as if it was her own real cock. She pinched her nipples in turn, checking occasionally on Tiffany’s progress.

“Are you hard yet?” she asked after another minute.

“I can’t even tell you how hard I am right now. It’s great, just great, trust me.”

“Good. Go and take her asshole.”

My heart rate shifted into high gear. No, I wasn’t that kind of girl! But wait…could I still say that after last night? Could I say that now with two dicks in me? I’d obviously taken it from someone in the butt. I really had no good reason to object. And, even if I could, it was too late.

“Let’s make my penis feel great again.”

My boss, Donald J. Trump, a man who was potentially the next president of the United States, shoved his cock up my ass. Apparently there was more than enough lube back there from last night to facilitate a smooth entry. I was now undeniably a three-input girl. A cock in every orifice. And shamefully enough, I was loving every second of it!

While I was busy providing a warm fuck hole for all of the men, Tiffany had returned to Melania and was lowering her cunt onto the big, black dildo. The two of them began fucking in earnest, both attentively watching the gangbang happening on the floor at their feet.

Eric was the first to go off. I’m surprised he lasted as long as he did considering he’d been fucking his hot little sister for a good ten minutes before plugging his cock into my face. His cum filled my mouth, and I had to swallow most of it down to keep from choking. He pulled out before he was done, and shot the last couple spurts into his brother’s open mouth. Damn, Don Jr. loved him some spunk!

The combination of the sights and sensations put me over the top, and I shuddered through my first orgasm of the morning. Everything that was going on should have disgusted me, but the more I thought about it the more I wanted.

“Here it comes,” Donald groaned, his chest and face flushing from its usual shade of tangerine to a deep crimson. “I haven’t been in an ass this tight since the first time I did it with Don Jr.!” My boss let out a couple of grunts as he came in my butt. He pulled out and I thought it would be a relief, but the absence of a cock up there left me feeling disappointingly empty. This was quickly tempered, however, by the orgasm him pulling out triggered. Plus, I still had one cock left.

I was riding Don Jr. hard, and he was doing his part to thrust up into me in concert with my every downbeat. Everyone watched as we humped like animals. It was the biggest cock I’d ever had (which wasn’t difficult since I’d only had one other), but as huge as it was I wanted more. I heard myself making noises that I’d never made before. My tits flew this way and that, bouncing painfully as each pounding heave bottomed out. I’d lost control and I didn’t even care.

“Go ahead, son, give it to her,” Donald encouraged, pulling his limp penis roughly as he stood over us.

Don Jr. surged up, stabbing my cervix with the soft tip of his massive cock, and cried out. At that same moment, Melania and Tiffany’s mounting moans peaked, both of them getting off to the sweaty climax of our orgiastic lovemaking. The unimaginable convergence of three people all orgasming at the same time was enough to bring me beyond the brink. I began cumming too. Our chorus of primal shrieks were sure to have been heard by at least a few neighbors.

In my haze I heard Donald clapping, applauding the perverted performance he’d just witnessed.

I lifted myself off of Don Jr.’s throbbing cock. “Coffee, anyone?”

“I’ll have one,” Donald said patting his hairy belly. “Cream and lots of sugar.”

“Black,” Melania said as she got up and strode to the bedroom. God, what a fantastic ass that woman had.

“I just want some cream,” Tiffany tittered as she crawled to her brother and began licking the cum from his face.

Eric slipped on his bikini briefs, adjusted his balls, and followed his step-mother into the bedroom. Donald sipped his coffee and watched his remaining two children play in the afterglow of the depraved sex romp we’d all just enjoyed. I had no idea what to say, or even if I should say anything. Just then I felt a gob of Don Jr.’s spooge leak down the inside of my thigh. I suddenly realized that there was a halfway decent chance I would soon be carrying a new heir to the Trump Empire in my belly.

Before Donald headed to the bedroom to get dressed with the rest of his family, he gave me a thumbs up. “Top notch ass. Really enjoyed fucking it. People are saying I have a really good cock, so you’re welcome for that.”

One by one they emerged from the bedroom, each of them dressed and perfectly put together in a way I don’t think I’d be able to manage if given half the day to get ready. I was suddenly aware of how naked I was with everyone else being dressed to the nines.

“Okay,” Donald said getting everyone’s attention. “We have a lot to do today. Ivanka’s going to be making on stage tonight, so I want everyone to support her and make sure she has the best night she can have. You’ve all done a fantastic job, and this is where it all comes together.” He lifted his chin while Melania straightened his tie for him. “I think we can agree that we had a tremendous time here, and I, for one, think we should do it again.”

There was general agreement between the various family members. Donald held his arm out to Tiffany, who danced quickly into her father’s embrace.

“Give Megyn Kelly a call and invite her over for the fun,” Donald said, kissing his daughter on top of her pretty little head. “Ivanka is going to be pumped up after her speech and she’s going to want to go to town on that huge clit of Megyn’s.” They all nodded knowingly. “Melania, be sure to bring enough strap-ons for all the girls.”

Trump’s family headed for the door.

“And, Don Jr.,” Donald called after them, “try not to suck any cocks for the rest of the day, okay?”

“No promises, Dad,” he said with a charming smile and slipped out the door.

Donald turned to me and checked out my tits once again with an approving smile.

“You better hurry up. Don’t want to be late for work.” He stepped over to me, dipped a finger in my sloppy puss, then sucked his finger clean. “You’re in charge of the transportation, so make sure we all end up back here tonight. Keep it quiet, we don’t want any media waiting for us outside tomorrow morning. And maybe stock up on some bagels and danishes. We’ll see you at the convention hall, sweetheart.”

Donald grabbed my ass and gave me a kiss before leaving. My clit was buzzing from what just happened, but my mind still hadn’t completely engaged with reality. I shuffled to my bedroom, wondering if any of this would ever makes sense. All I could think about was that it was going to happen all over again tonight. I needed to make sure I didn’t blackout this time.

I heard a thump coming from the closet.

Tiptoeing across the disaster zone that was my bedroom, I reached the sliding doors and listened. There was another thump.

I carefully pushed the door open. Inside the closet was a naked man. He had on a blindfold and a bright red ball gag was in his mouth. He was handcuffed and his ankles were bound together with duct tape. There were clothespins clamped onto his nipples, and several rubber bands tightly looped around his dick and balls, both of which had turned to a livid purple. He reeked of urine and dried cum. I was horrified and quickly removed the blindfold and gag. It was only then that I recognized with a start who it was.

Ted Cruz looked up at me with that doughy face of his and said, “Mornin’, darlin’. Now whaddya say you pull the shampoo bottle out of my ass, and do like you promised last night and piss in my mouth just the way everyone else did?”

I went back into the kitchen and poured myself a shot of vodka. Whatever was going to happen later that night, I decided I didn’t want to remember it.

I wondered as the liquor burned its way down my throat if there were any openings on Hillary’s campaign staff…

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12 thoughts on “A Night to Remember

  1. So this is what goes on behind the scenes at conventions? Who’d a thunk it! A great, if somewhat kinky, story. But I have to take umbrage at the ‘fucking Cleveland’ comment. It’s dark days are behind it. The city ain’t broke and the river no longer burns. Add to that, no carnage after the NBA championship, or the RNC convention.

  2. I live in Cleveland, Ohio. And I am really sick and tired of the RNC invasion consuming the entire city. But your story made me laugh and was cathartic for me too !
    Thanks for that.
    Now I’d like some kinky incestous foot play stories to get off to please ;)
    -Jack

  3. @Foxxx: I must take umbrage at your umbrage! Firstly, the line was “Fucking Ohio,” so you should be offended on behalf of the entire state. Secondly, isn’t such snobbish derision exactly what you’d expect from a character who is a privileged, ivy league north easterner forced to leave New York for the midlands of “real” America? The good news is, after all her freaky experiences at the RNC, she will forever look back on Cleveland with a peculiar fondness every time she takes a hard cock up her ass!

  4. Wow……What a fantastic bit of creativity, especially right after last nights closing speech by Donald Trump.

    PS: I would love to be in a three-way with his two daughters!

  5. I’ve now got a throbbing hard cock from what I think
    Melania Trump might sound like while Orgasming with
    that accent of hers stuck in my head all day….

    And its all your fault!

  6. OMG…I have liked Donald ever since the first time I first heard and saw him on Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous with Robin Leech. (Yes I did just age myself!)

    I’ve been catching bits and pieces of the RNC, but I couldn’t have dreamed this scenario up, even trying in my writing. God I love you imagination and could I apply for a job in the Trump Administration soon???

  7. Never been a fan of the Trump clan, but now I’ll look upon them in a completely different light.
    So pleased you gave Donald a little cock too.
    But I have to admit, I’d more than willingly fuck any of the women , and even more so now I know what incestuous things they all enjoy…..
    Great fantasy fun, and highly erotic too.
    Tim

  8. Rachael,

    I stand rebuked! This was a clever piece, and I loved the captions! Will there be a companion piece on the DNC? And who will ‘feel the Bern?

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