It was finally here. The big day. Months of tireless campaigning, innumerable nights on the doorstep canvassing for votes; all of this had come to a climax today. Election Day.
Jenni was a 20-something mother-of-two. Her pale skin was freckled, which when paired with her natural flame-infused red hair gave away her Celtic roots. Her green eyes flickered with vivacity, and she knew how to use them. She was engaging. And if her eyes didn’t grab the attention of those around her, her perky breasts certainly did.
Above all though, Jenni cared deeply about politics. She was passionate about helping her community, and she knew that the constituency she lived in was super close. Every vote mattered.
It was approaching noon, and Jenni was already feeling excited. She felt like there was a change happening across the community. She knew that she was making a difference.
“Excuse me, sir, have you voted yet?”
Her white teeth were displayed between her deep red lips. Her smile was a weapon in her arsenal that she knew how to deploy. He looked at her, blinking.
“Errrm…n…not yet. I haven’t decided.”
Bingo. Jenni’s eyes lit up as she pulled out a flyer.
“Vote for Mr Rowlinson! Here, let me show you what he’s promised.”
Jenni dazzled the man. Jacob, a blue eyed 40 something, tried to listen carefully. Jenni’s low cut top did not help him concentrate. His eyes drew themselves down her cleavage, observing her voluminous breasts
“So what do you think?” Jenni concluded, her emerald eyes sparkling at him. His silence wasn’t encouraging to her, though his wandering eyes gave her a clue why he wasn’t giving her what she wanted. Maybe she needed to give him something to, well, convince him.
She wanted Mr Rawlinson to win so badly…
She took Jacob’s hand, rapidly pulling him around the corner of the church building. The long-standing religious centre of the village was the location of the polling station, and at the moment, they were both out of sight.
“Look. Let me see if you’re open to a little political persuasion…”
She gazed into his eyes as her hands fumbled at his jeans, easily undoing the top button. Jacob was stunned. It did not take more than a few seconds before Jenni was squatting in front of him. Her delight was hardly hidden when she realised, firstly, how quickly Jacob became hard and, secondly, how big he was! This was one vote she would enjoy winning.
She pulled his boxers down, his large member lazily hanging over the top of the rim. He tasted delicious. The tip slid into her mouth as easily as butter. Jacob gasped when she took him into her mouth, the friction of her sucking driving him wild. She looked up at him and she fondled his balls, nodding her head over and over. She enjoyed it. She loved it. She felt powerful. She enjoyed it so much that she became wet. Like. REALLY wet. There was something about public service that just drove her wild.
Jacob felt the urge building. She was too good. He was going to explode. All over this young mom, beneath the steeple. But she stopped. She stood up, and turned around. Jenni wanted Jacob, and she wanted his vote. She bent over, presenting herself to him. She didn’t wait for Jacob to approach. She simply backed into him. She pressed his back against the rough stone of the chapel, as her pussy slob backwards onto his cock. God, he WAS big. He filled her up and hit all the right spots. Her muffled moans built up as the slapping of skin-on-skin became faster and louder.
“Oh fuck….yesssss…mmm….fuck!”
Jacob knew it was only a matter of time. And so did Jenni. He placed his hand at the base of her spine and he took her, and Jenni reached round and grasped at his hand. At that moment, she remembered the suffragettes. The toil of the last 150 years. Votes for women. It filled her with joy, and the hardness of Jacob’s long shaft pressing against her gspot engulfed her in a fire of pleasure. She began to quiver, as ecstasy rippled through her. She came. She came so hard, it drew her to delirium. He followed on, the agony of release coming to him as he poured into her. She slowed down for those last few thrusts, enjoying every drop of him.
She turned around, pulling up her pants. The cum oozed out of her slightly, dampening her panties. She leaned forward, giving Jacob a lusty and grateful kiss. Her fingers placed themselves on his chest leaving behind a sticker which read:
“Vote for Rawlinson”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e9s399/happy_election_day_oral_votes_for_women