Sherry and Obama had been friends for a long time, ever since college. They had a shared affinity for politics and for each other. But there was one thing that they never discussed: their secret desire for each other.
One night, as they were hanging out in a bar, the conversation shifted to sex. Sherry was feeling particularly daring and when the topic came up, she asked Obama what was his fantasy. Without any hesitation, he told her that he had always wanted to be taken forcefully in the ass.
Sherry was shocked. She had never heard him say anything like that before. But she was also intrigued. She wanted to make his fantasy come true and she wanted to do it in a way that was both exciting and safe for both of them.
The next day, Sherry made a plan. She booked a room at a local brothel and hired an escort, telling him that she wanted him to be her “Obama”. She explained her plan to him, hoping that he would be comfortable with it, and he agreed.
That night, she got Obama alone and explained her plan to him. He was a bit hesitant at first, but once he realized that she was serious, he became excited. She told him that he was going to be her Obama and that she was going to fuck him in the ass.
He quickly agreed and they went to the brothel. Upon arriving, they were taken to a private room, decorated with candles and red velvet curtains. Obama undressed and laid down on the bed and Sherry began to undress herself as well.
She grabbed some massage oil from her bag and began to massage Obama’s body. She applied it to his neck, his back, and his legs. She then began to caress his inner thighs and buttocks, teasing him for what was to come.
The massage continued until she finally moved to his lower back and began to massage the area around his anal opening. Obama moaned as she touched him and she could feel his erection growing. Then, she used her fingers to massage his inner sphincter, which relaxed him and prepared him for what she was about to do.
Sherry took out a condom and asked Obama to put it on. He obliged and she lubed her middle finger with some more massage oil and carefully inserted it into his anus. She felt him tense with pleasure as she slowly inserted it and massaged it around. She then inserted two more fingers.
She then moved her body onto Obama’s and began to grind her clitoris against his butt cheeks. She felt his pleasure as she slid up and down his body, the sensation of having his entire body wrapped in hers. The feeling was intense and soon she was ready to take it to the next level.
Sherry grabbed the tube of lubricant and applied it generously to Obama’s anus. She then asked him to take a deep breath and she pushed herself into him. Obama gasped as he felt Sherry enter him. She began to thrust her hips in a steady rhythm as she felt him become more aroused with each thrust.
As the intensity of their lovemaking increased, Obama put his hands on her hips, pulling her deeper into him. As she moved her hips in a rotating motion, Obama’s hands explored her body, caressing and teasing her nipples and clitoris.
Sherry increased the speed of her thrusts as Obama began to moan louder and louder with each one. She could feel his muscles tensing and his breath coming in short gasps as he came closer and closer to his climax.
Finally, they came together, both of them screaming in ecstasy as orgasms shook their bodies. They lay together afterwards, panting, their bodies still trembling with pleasure. They both knew that their sex session had been incredible and they had created something special and unique.
At last, Sherry said with a sly smile, “You know, I think I should call you Obama from now on.” Obama returned her smile, knowing that he was forever changed. He had just experienced a sexual fantasy he had never dreamed of coming true, and he had Sherry to thank for making it happen.
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