Fuck City Hall

It was only a few minutes before Tom found himself pounding into Mayor Reilly’s pussy from behind, slapping her big ass, while her huge tits and carefully made-up face were pressed down into her desk. She was doing her best not to make a huge amount of noise, to avoid alerting the non-hive mind members of her staff outside to the fact that their boss was getting dicked down inside her office. But still, words tumbled out from her lips, low and almost under her breath, as if coming somewhere deep inside her.

“Ohhh fuck, she needed this, this body needed this. She remembers what it was like to get fucked like this. Keep fucking me, pound that pussy, pound that dick so far inside me. Fuck me fuck me fuck me oh fuuuuuuuuuck.”

Blaire seemed remarkably put together under the circumstances, but Tom remembered somewhere through his current haze that Lisa had reprogrammed the nanites to make it so she didn’t have to feel the physical sensations of every single one of her bodies all the time, unless she wanted to. Blaire had a whole stack of papers and a pen, which she walked over and slid onto the desk next to the Mayor’s sweaty, smushed breasts. Without any further communication, Mayor Reilly pulled herself up enough to put her hands on the desk while Tom kept fucking her from behind. She grabbed the pen and began signing each of the papers, all the while keeping up her stream of consciousness dirty monologue.

“You might remember she got divorced a couple years ago,” Blaire commented in an almost detached tone. “Caught her husband in bed with her intern. Got some sympathy votes, I’m sure. She hasn’t had an orgasm since then. It’s just been building up, all those feelings, all that energy.” She shook her head in sympathy. “It’ll be OK now, though. We’re all in this together. We’re gonna make this a better place.”

Tom could feel the ass of the woman he still just thought of as “the Mayor” jiggling around his dick as he pistoned in and out of her pussy. Some part of him wondered what she was signing, it seemed like way more than just a permit for the house. He didn’t know what Lisa had planned for this particular power play, or what it would do to the city. But that was only a very small part of him right now.

“Uhhhhhhh I’m getting close. Keep going, keep fucking my goddamn pussy,” Mayor Reilly quietly moaned.

Blaire waited until the Mayor was finished signing the documents and collapsed back to the desk, then calmly said, “Actually, I’d love to come again right now.” She paused, then said, “And Marissa’s pulled over, so we should be good to go.” Then she pulled her skirt up and panties down and, in an instant, completely changed in demeanor. “Oh fuck,” she growled. “Fuck, it’s been so long for that body, and all of me can feel it.” Tom watched her stumble until her back was against a wall, one hand going to her crotch as she clutched her paperwork. She opened her mouth, and at first no more words came out, and then she whispered, “We’re gonna fucking come.”

“We’re gonna come we’re gonna come,” repeated Mayor Reilly, and then, in unison, she and Blaire breathed, barely audibly, “I’m coming.”

The mayor then made an incoherent noise from deep in her throat and began quivering wildly on his dick. Meanwhile, Blaire made an adorable little squeaking noise and squirted, hard and prodigiously, while her hand furiously flicked her clit, sending her juices in all directions. Her hips bucked and she slid down the wall to the floor, limply dropping her first orders as mayor to the carpet.

As this was going on, Tom felt himself about to arrive as well. He pulled out just as he did, and spurted his seed all over the Mayor’s still-shaking ass.

“How ya doin’ there, Mayor Reilly?” he asked the sweaty, shivering woman who seemed about to melt into her desk.

“You can call this body… Evelyn,” she barely managed.

At that moment the redheaded receptionist opened the door a crack and slipped inside before closing it behind her. Her cheeks were bright red and she was breathing hard.

“Here,” she said, handing Tom a couple of paper towels, presumably from the restroom. She brought a much larger handful over to the just-now-recovering Blaire, and the two of them silently went to work doing their best to clean up the spreading puddle of the latter’s girlcum.

Slowly, Evelyn, or Lisa’s Evelyn body, or however Tom’s mind could make it work, slid off the desk and turned to face him while his cum still dripped from her ass. “So, I’ve got a lot to do here, baby. Thank you so much, that was fucking amazing. Why don’t you head back to the mansion and then we can talk later about moving? My Marissa body will be here soon with a car, and I think you’ll find several of my bodies waiting for you. It’s our new house! Isn’t it great?”

Tom had no idea what Lisa was planning going forward at this point, but he was definitely in it now. So he agreed and hugged Evelyn, her tits pressing up against him, and then he wiped off his dick and left her office. The staffers beyond seemed entirely unaware of what had just happened inside, except for a few beautiful women with tousled hair who looked like they might be returning from the bathroom. One gave him a quick grin and a thumbs up before returning to her desk.