Story #2: Tracey

To say the very least, this is a very, very weird story.  The whole thing
started when I had the warped idea of running for a political position that was
on the Council of the University's Student Union.  It seemed like a cool enough
gig.  I would sit on my ass and vote on shit for two hours a week and get $500
a semester to do it.  Since I had to hang around Campus a lot anyway, it seemed
like a cool thing to do. What was even sweeter was that my position never had
any other people running for it and I won via default. (Ain't it cool when that
shit happens?) Meanwhile I watched while other people ran for their positions.
What really caught my eye however was a really sweet looking lady named Tracey.
Now this lady was a little short, but very cute and was a great person to talk
to.  I met her in the offices while she was on the campaigning to win her
position, which was Vice President of the council.  She was a very sweet
looking lady and being the sexist pig I am, I had those momentary fantasies
about banging the shit out of her in some remote hotel. Needless to say since I
had a girlfriend, I never did anything about it and tried to remain as polite
as possible. 

Things started to take off a week later though. My girlfriend had decided to go
home and visit her family for the weekend, and since I never like to make the
six hour trip out and back, I declined the invite. That Friday, I had decided
to hang out at the Campus bar and take advantage of my new political status.
Since I was one of the people in charge of voting in the bar's yearly budget, I
was now allowed to skip the semi-hundred person line and get right to the dance
floor. (Don't you just hate assholes like that?)  Once in the bar, I bumped
into Tracey who seemed to be having a good time.  She grabbed me by the arm and
dragged me out to the dance floor. Out on the floor, I could tell that our
bodies were rubbing a little and all we exchanged were smiles.  After the song
was finished, I offered her a drink and we both went back to a table.  Once at
the bar, we had an very cool conversation. My favorite part is when we were
defending our favorite singers of the band Van Halen. (she was a David Lee Roth
supporter, while I was more in preference to the work they did with Sammy
Hagar) A few moments later, I noticed her swear under her breath.  I paused for
a moment and then asked her what was wrong?  Tracey then told me that this
moron who she had danced with earlier that night was following her. She was
polite enough to dance with him, and now he was acting like a stalker and
becoming jealous of every man she talked to.  If there was one thing I simply
couldn't stand, it was some assholes like this guy who was giving the male
gender a bad rap.  I then took it upon myself to test this theory.  I slowly
leaned over a whispered something that had no romantic intentions, but I made
it look like it and even played with her hair a little to notice any reaction.
He seemed to be watching and it was really freaking Tracey out. 
A few moments later, a really cool slow song started to blare on the speakers.
A huge grin popped on my face and I asked her to dance. She knew what I was up
to and she agreed to dance. Once out on the floor, we really started to bump
and grind and rub out bodies together like never before. Tracey was almost
getting a kick out of it knowing that buddy would be rather jealous of me.
Then just I made a move that I know would have pissed him off.  I leaned over
and kissed Tracey on the lips. To my surprise not only did she kiss me back,
but slipped me a little tongue while she was at it. Right there on the dance
floor, we were smooching away.  Well the stalker kind of dropped the issue and
left her alone, cause our kissing kind of gave him the impression that I might
have been her boyfriend.  Tracey then said she had decided to leave, but being
the nice guy I was, I offered to escort her to her cab to make sure buddy
didn't bother her on her way out. She agreed to let me escort her out, but said
that we had to stop by her new office to pick up her coat. 

So we both walked over to the offices where our new jobs as student politicians
were. She had a key and we got into the office with great ease.  It kind of
felt weird to me, being in the office like around 1am at night.  There was no
one there and most of the lights were shut off.  We walked into her office, and
she picked up her coat.  She then turned back and asked what I was looking at.
I confessed that I was looking at her behind as she bent over to pick up her
coat, saying that I was a man it we all did it.  She smiled at my honesty and
said that she was fairly surprised that I kissed her on the dance floor. I then
replied that I was surprised she kissed and tongued me back.  Tracey blushed
for a  few moments, and then I made my best move. I walked up and again took
her into my arms.  I gave her another soft kiss on the lips and again she
kissed me back. This time we both used a little tongue action, and started to
seriously smooch right in the middle of her office. We paused for a quick
moment, but refusing to let the moment pass, I kissed her again to let her know
that I was into the moment.  Slowly I also slid my hand down her back and
started to caress her soft and very plump ass.  She moaned softly as I did that
and dropped her coat, allowing herself to hold me with both of her arms.  We
stood there for a few minutes deeply and very passionately kissed until I
finally managed to move her over to the couch on the side of her office.  I was
surprised to see the she eagerly began to undress, eager to get a piece of what
I had to offer.  I necked with her on her office couch for another few minutes,
and then she made the next move. With myself sitting on the couch, she slid
between my legs and opened up my jeans and pulled down my underpants. I moaned
with sweet delight as I could feel Tracey's sensuous lips slowly engulf my
penis and then move up and down to basically give drive my nerves up the wall
with pleasure.  Finally after a few minutes of fantastic fellatio, I decided to
make the move to the next level.  I picked her up and moved over to her own
desk!  I could hear Tracey giggle with excitement as I pulled off her wet
panties and I kissed her again. Then with gentle force, I slowly slid every
inch of my erect cock into her moist and very wet pussy. Tracey gasped with
pleasure as I began to rock back and forth, allowing the friction of our own
skin to drive us insane.  It felt so good being inside Tracey. She was so wet,
that I could tell that she was coming already.  She let me know as she began to
pant and beg me to keep pumping and never stop.  She moaned even louder and
louder, knowing that no one could possibly hear us making out in one of the
council offices.  Following orders like the good little boy I was, I did keep
going and I could feel her getting wetter and wetter with each stroke.  She
continued to moan and groan as she must have had one hell of an orgasm, which
left her panting and clutching my buttocks with great force. Tracey was still
begging for more, and I aimed to please her big time. I kept pumping my cock
into her soaking wet box and enjoyed every damn moment of it. I could hear her
still moaning away as now I could also feel my juices started to pump. Tracey
noticed me wince and could tell I was almost ready to go.  She begged me to
keep going, refusing to let me stop. Tracey wanted to feel every drop of my
sperm inside her and gasped with great pleasure as I dumped a very large load
deep inside her. We both were sweating a storm and what I did was slide on top
of her and onto the desk and spend the last five minutes of our encounter,
necking with her on the desk. You see, the whole time I was fucking her, she
was on her back and I was standing while doing it to her missionary style...
the only way to do it with an office desk!  

After a few more minutes of deep passionate kissing, Tracey and I finally went
our separate ways. Since we both had people we were dating at the time we
agreed to keep out encounter a little secret. We kissed one more time before I
lead her out to a cab and watched her drive away.  I couldn't believe what I
had just done.  I had fucked a fellow council member on her own office desk!
The best I could do at the moment is crack a smile and walk back to my place.
(It was only 20 minutes away) On the way back, I couldn't help but look back at
what was one of the best fucks in my life. Tracey was a firl that I would
never, ever forget...