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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As the national begins to think of going to the polls, here's a true story of what happen during an election.
I met my first wife (now Ex) Helen when we put together to for the administration of a Polling Station for a District Council Ward Election. We got on like a house on fire and started dating soon after.
Being a couple and experienced Presiding Officer and Poll Clerk we were asked to do a by-election following the death of one of the Councillors. I met Helen at the old school in a quiet village at seven thirty, and we began setting everything up.
Helen look stunning in an olive green corduroy miniskirt black lambs wool polo neck jumper, and of course barely black stockings and heels.
We had a few voters through quite early most of whom were on the way to work, but as usual with these sort of elections we knew it would be slow through the day until early evening as people came back from work.
It was about mid morning, Helen had gone into the kitchen to make some coffee. After a voter had left I walked up behind her, slipped my arms around her and started kissing the back of her neck. That always got her going and it wasn't long before she started to rub her bum against my now hardening cock. I pulled her jumper out from the skirt and moved my hands over her belly and cupped her boobs, Helen rarely wore a bra, and my fingers went straight to her nipples and I began to play and squeeze them.
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By *ackspopCouple
over a year ago
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"Then what"
Then another ridiculous hiatus in the story designed to heighten interest and somehow leave us wanting more when in fact all we want is for OP to tell his story about how he shagged his girlfriend at a polling station. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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From where we were stood we could see if any voters arrived, so there was no problem with continuing and getting caught. I moved my right hand down over Helen skirt and on to her thighs and began to stroke her stocking clad legs. I pulled her skirt up to give myself better access and my hand left the stocking and crossed the soft skin of her inner thigh until I reached her shaven pussy. Helen wasn't wearing knickers and my fingers easily slid into her. While I worked her towards an orgasm, she reached behind her and undid my trousers and pulled my cock free of my shorts. She let out a groan as she came and her pussy became very wet, I removed my fingers and motioned for her to turn round and sit on the table. She pulled the skirt completely over her hips and sat on the edge spreading her legs as wide as she could get them.
I knelt down in front of her and began kissing my way along her thighs until my lips came into contact with her pussy. I pushed my tongue deep into her, causing her to climax immediately, I continued licking and sucking, and rubbing her clit until she could stand it no more and demanded that I fuck her. I stood up pushing my trousers and shorts down, I guided my engorged cock to her entrance and rubbed myself against her coating my cock with her juices. When I was sufficiently lubricated I push against her lips, they opened and her pussy was full.
We worked up a good rhythm, I pushed her jumper up and started to chew her nipples and it wasn't long before Helen started cumming again. Over the next 10 minutes or so Helen came half a dozen times, some she moaned very loudly, it was a good job that the old school was isolated at the one end of the village.
I glanced out of the window and could see a couple walking across the playground, and said to Helen we've got customers. I’ll go she said and I pulled out and sat on the table, Helen pulled her skirt down and went through to see them. When she returned she walked up to me and lowered her head over my semi hard cock and as I lay back on the table she sucked me back to full hardness. When she was satisfied I was hard enough for her, she removed her skirt and climbed onto the table and slid her pussy down on to my cock. We fucked like that for a few minutes, until Helen said more customers. She got off me, and said your turn. I pulled my shorts and trousers back up and rushed through to the classroom and managed to get seated behind the desk, hiding my hard-on, before they came in. After they had left I went back to the kitchen Helen was leaning over the table with a grin across her face. I dropped my trousers and pulled out my still hard cock and pushed it into Helen pussy. She started cumming almost straight away, and continued while I pounded her from behind. I could feel that I was going to cum soon and speeded up my pace, upon feeling this Helen began to buck in time with me. I let out a huge grunt as my cock erupted inside Helen bringing her to orgasm for the final time. I pulled out and sat down on a chair. Helen took my softening cock into her mouth and cleaned me off. I looked at her thighs and could see cum running out of her pussy, I scooped some up and offered my fingers to her mouth which she licked clean.
Once we had both cleaned ourselves up we finished making the coffee and went to manning the Polling Station.
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