Hate Fucking the Conservative Political Staffer [MF]

**Warning post includes rough sex, hitting, and choking. If this isn’t your thing don’t read**

Peggy was in law school and we shared some mutual friends. A year ago or so she and I were on the same track in life – I had a fancy sounding job as a political staffer. I wasn’t “in the room” but I was just on the other side of the door and knew a good amount of the political dirty deeds going on. Work 18 hour days, on call 24/7 and accepted early into law school.

She also worked in politics and was now in law-school. Unlike her, the power of being politics didn’t seduce me, it turned me off. I said fuckit and quit, turned down the law school offer and decided to strike it out on my own in small business. It still is the best decision I’ve ever made. The obsession over titles, being seen with the right people, pretending to be grateful for the sack of shit dumped on my desk at 6:00pm on a Friday night… it just wasn’t for me.

Anyway, back to the story. I had spent a year since dropping out of that career path and was having a ball and I would flirt and get the number of anyone receptive. It was almost an exercise and led to me dating (and fucking) people from all walks of life.

I am 5’10”, trim with an athletic build. I ski, climb, paddle, bike, and so although not bulky, I have a well-toned body. I am particularly proud of a strong muscled back, good core, and clear V-Lines which leads down to a well endowed cock – more on that later. I have dark messy hair and bright blue eyes. I wear a perpetual 12 o’clock shadow.

Peggy, my law school acquaintance had jet-black hair, she was a little on the curvy side but sporting what looked like c-cup breasts. We met having patio beers with my other friends. It didn’t look like I would be stepping on toes so I spent most of the lunch chatting her up.

We met a few days later at a pretty typical gastropub. Your standard low-energy date go to. She was wearing black and white checkered vans, black jeans with some tears, and a band shirt (can’t remember who exactly but some popularized punk band).

I was a little surprised and happy to see her show some personality. The date went fine all things considered although I had very little in common with her beyond work history. She was the kind of staffer I loathed – an ideological warrior who bought what we were supposed to be selling. She was a dyed in the wool lifer who had already attached herself to a number of successful campaigns.

After smoking a joint before meeting her I was already pretty baked and just kind of rolled with it. We certainly were never going to be a couple. Somewhat obnoxiously I invited myself back to her apartment to share a joint – which she accepted.

On a side note, before leaving my job at the legislature I had become the 420 sources for a good chunk of political staffers at my former workplace. I’d regularly swipe the keypad to get into the capital building carrying a few dime bags. The party I worked for was very much against drugs too which made it all the better.

Anyways at her apartment it came out that she had a GOTV tattoo on her side. GOTV – get out the vote – refers to the ground game side of political campaigns where you do anything to get your supporters to the polls. I was on the air war side (speeches, media etc) so just another reason we had nothing in common. Beyond the fact I hated my past job, hated the people I worked to get elected, and hated people like Peggy who got high on their own ideological bullshit.

Ok, enough about politics, on to the hate fucking you all came here for.

I asked her to show me her tattoo, which was well up her side on her ribs. While I hated the content I do like an inked punk girl. I spark my joint, and since I had already decided I didn’t really care about another date I grabbed her head, pulled her in, and exhaled the smoke into her mouth.

In between huffs on the joint we continue making out on her balcony. We had never spoken about sexual preferences during the date but as we were making out I moved down her neck, sucking and biting relatively gently. She moaned and anytime I was slightly rough with her acted positively.

The feeling of an unexpected submissive is a great. Full of hope I grab her hair into a fist, pulling her head back and say “You like it rough, don’t you.”

She nodded her head and said “Very”. Game on.

We go inside her apartment to her bedroom. I walk towards her and push her face to me. We make out passionately and I reach my hand down under her panties. I run my fingers through her wet lips. Taking a risk, I take my finger out of her cunt and push it into her mouth. She licks my finger while keeping eye contact with me.

I take her top and bra off, then push her to her knees. I unzip my pants and push out my now hard cock. As I mentioned earlier I am well-endowed. 8” long with a 6” girth, I have a bit of an upward curve to my cock which is great for hitting g-spots.

She looks up at me and slowly takes my cock deep into her throat in one go. She almost reaches my base and I can see her eyes start to water. Just as slowly she backs out, keeping eye contact the entire time.

I push on the back of her head and force myself back into her mouth. I am loving fucking the face of this chubby little political brat. Looking down, seeing her take my cock is incredibly good but I do not want to cum too fast.

I pull out of her mouth, lift her up, then push her onto the bed. I pull her pants and thong off her and line up my head with her pussy. I briefly rub my cock along her slit before pushing in as deep as I can.

It was then that she uttered the words I will always remember “hit me”.

I raise my hand and slap her in the face open handed. She gasps and I feel her pussy get noticeably wetter. However, she does clarify no visible marks for the rest of the night. I start fucking her more rapidly. As I hit her breasts I again notice that stupid fucking GOTV tattoo. Thinking of her annoying political stories, my hatred of my past job, and the incestuous promotion culture that cares more about who you know, than what you know, I get angry.

I am pumping her pussy while looking down at her stupid face. I am going all the way into her in long hard strokes. Seeing her lips stretch around my fat cock. I slap her breasts and pull on her nipples until she moans and cries.

She reminds me of my cubicle mate Rebecca, that soulless bitch with the round ass who sold me out on a screw-up to get brownie points. I fuck Peggy even harder, lifting one of her arms above her head and gripping her wrists. My cock is jamming into her deeper and deeper. Its as if pounding her is taking out my rage at my old cubicle mate, college friends who went on to suck the corporate weenie, and our entire fucked up political culture.

Needing a second before I cum, I flip her around onto her stomach. At this point I am not speaking to her, not asking if she is ok, I am manhandling her and she is loving it.

Her bubble butt is on display. I push my hands between her tights and roughly force her legs wide, exposing her soaking, gapping pussy. First, I slap her ass hard, several times. I move my hands down her ass, gliding over her little asshole, and down to her pussy. She is as soaking as ever. I take my hand and slap between her legs, landing my hand right on her soaking wet lips.

I alternate between slapping her ass, her pussy, and roughly finger fucking her. This doesn’t last long before she starts having a shaking orgasm. I feel her pussy clench my fingers and I see her asshole pulse.

After a quick breather with both of us lying on our backs she rolls ontop of me. We start fucking again at a slightly slower pace. She speeds up though and starts taking more control. All of a sudden she slaps me on my chest, it isn’t very hard but she keeps it up. Then she asks if I want to be her little slut.

While this scene ignited a submissive side in me that I still fantasize about to this day, at the time it just pissed me off. Who was this stupid political bitch to try and turn things around? Then she grabs my throat as she continues to fuck me.

This little bitch is my fucktoy, I don’t like it at all and I grab her throat as well. She doesn’t release my throat but instead grips it slightly harder. I wouldn’t recommend breath play ever but we both start grabbing each other moderately hard. She keeps riding me, with both of us having the hands on the others throat. My head is light, we are both panting while fucking. I start slapping her ass as hard as I can. In return she tries to spit on my face but misses.

We both cum at the same time. Hard. Her eyes roll back and she shakes violently. The entire situation has me throbbing. My pump her pussy full of my cum as my hips buck violently and out of control.

Slowly we regain control and lie on our backs panting. We share another joint and shortly after I leave her place.

If you are a lady and this turned you on, let me know in the comments or a DM.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ii0ek2/hate_fucking_the_conservative_political_staffer_mf