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WHAM! I threw open the door and rushed into the room. “HILLARY HOW COULD YOU?” I screamed anxiously. There before my eyes, my wife and first lady of the USA was getting eaten out by one of her assistants. Hillary Clinton looked up at me with a coy smile and said “Care to join us Billy”. I was floored. The love of my life getting down and dirty with a feeble 20 year old, not even one of the best and brightest. I was equally appalled at the casual nature in which she asked me to join, like my entire marriage wasn’t crumbling before my very eyes…
My real name is Bernard by the way.. I’m thrilled to share that I’m starring in my first major hollywood lead role as Bill Clinton, in a modernized and very pertinent fictional biopic on the Clinton couple, that explores how he might have felt if the roles were reversed in his infidelity. I don’t know much about politics, but as an actor, it’s my job to listen, learn and really sink into a character, you know? Even in the case that this may be completely uncharted mental territory - who knows how Bill may have felt if Hillary cheated first! I get a lot of stimulation from those sorts of things.
A little bit about me - I’m just over 6 ft tall, have nice tanned and toned features from surfing on the beaches around California. I cut my hair short for the movie, but usually I like to wear my hair down like a surfer might, curly, salty strands splayed over my shoulders. At work I wear a presidential suit, but in my day to day life I tend to go more for baggy gym shorts, a tank top and a shoulder bag. I carry my notebook around to doodle and write songs.. but I won’t share those here - I’m just an amateur really. As an actor, I’m more of a C-list face. People will recognize me on the street sometimes, but I’m hoping that will change after this movie comes out. I’ve been told I’m quite handsome, and yeah, I get a lot of play, but to be honest I’m actually a bit of a softie. Sometimes I will cry after my hookup goes home. It gets lonely in life, and I’ve never really met someone to truly ‘match my freak’ if you know what i mean haha, both in and out of the bedroom. I’m bisexual too, so I have very little malice in my energy. I’ve been told by all my partners that my ‘thing’ is just verging on too big, so I can’t say i’m too shy about whipping it out. I spray big loads too.
In the scene where I walk in on Hillary, I actually get a chance to swing it around a bit, and I’ve been told that I make the actor playing the assistant feel embarrassed because of our noticeable differences in size, so they called in an intimacy coordinator to talk us through our problems. When she walked in.. my jaw hit the floor. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. All I could think about was how I wanted to coordinate intimacy with her as soon as I could. She introduced herself as Julia. Julia… stylish, sleek elegant. She stood roughly halfway between 5 and 6 ft, and she was built like a dumbbell with a head and legs. Huge tits.. huge ass.. almost as though they were shredding the fabric upon which they rested. I could almost hear her shirt crying for mercy, for a reprieve, as the fabric stretched beyond the limits of what I physically believed possible. When she opened her mouth to speak, a voice like sweet agave nectar rolled out, in a syrupy way that had my dick and balls standing at attention and saluting like an obedient veteran.
She decided that first we needed to air our issues, and she would mediate a discussion. The scrawny guy playing the intern piped up eagerly ‘Mrs. Julia’ he said ‘I welcome the opportunity to open a dialogue, and I appreciate you being here. Bernard is a nice guy, but I can’t help but feel shy and embarrassed when the director asks him to take out his penis during the scene. I’m supposed to be the one sleeping with his wife, but theatre-goers are going to recognize that my manhood seems like a pinky compared to his arm. I’d like to be able to ground myself and recognize that this doesn’t truly matter, and we’re both professional actors who have been given the part, but I can’t shake a feeling of insecurity.’
I had been watching Julia, looking to see her reactions, and when my size was mentioned, she raised an eyebrow and stared down at my crotch. As she looked up, I caught her eye to let her know that I had seen her, and she flushed a deep red, that spread down to her ample chest. Now it was my turn to speak. ‘Mrs. Julia’ I said silkily, ‘this man keeps ruining my concentration.. I want to work, but I can’t feel as though I’m truly in character, when I don’t believe that Hillary would actually want him.’ My words rang out, and silence followed, as though I had said something wise and the others seated at the table were taking it in. The scrawny actor started to sob, so Julia took his hand in hers. She told him not to worry, and that all bodies were neither better nor worse, just different, and that maybe Hillary had a more wholistic perspective on his 20 year old character. I suppressed a smirk, which Julia seemed to notice. ‘Bernard, could I talk to you outside for a moment?’ ‘Yes Mrs. Julia’…
Outside the studio she pulled out a joint, real good stuff. She lit it up, and took a deep inhale, and then gestured in my direction, inviting me to try. I was no beginner with weed, so i took a puff and held it in for as long as my lungs could manage, then blew out, impressing her. I thought I might get chewed out for how I looked down on the scrawny actor, but Julia turned to me and said ‘You know what ?? I really hate my job. I am so tired of trying to pretend. I don’t even know what to say to this guy. How do I know? I haven’t even seen your dick, so I can hardly know how he feels.’ I was a little shocked - where was the punishment I had expected? ‘Umm’ I stammered, desperately trying not to show that I was doing everything not to blow my load just looking at her perfect lips forming the words. She said ‘you know what? Why won’t you just show me so that I can better understand this predicament’. I gaped at her ‘r-r-r-ight h-h-h-ere Mrs. Julia?’ She didn’t even bother to respond, she grabbed my presidential pants and stripped me in 3 seconds, on the pedestrian walkway at Hollywood Studios.
Once my pants were down, she couldn’t seem to look away. Grabbing a large fistful of dick, she began running her hand up and down. I was flabbergasted, less so at the fact of doing this so openly, but rather that this perfect woman had me rock hard in her delicate yet hardworking hands. ‘I think I need to inspect it further, why don’t you come back to my office’ she giggle professionally. Her leading me by the dick, I made my way to her office, getting hornier and hornier by the second. In her office, she lowered he standing desk and pushed me down onto it. I began recieving the most exonerating blowjob of my life, a sensation that truly had me writhing in ecstasy like an ant drowning in maple syrup when she locked eyes with me. Looking into her wide brown eyes, I began to float. Brown like soil, the composition of the earth, brown like acorns fallen from trees in fall, brown like silt, carrying life through the world.
I whimpered that I wanted to be inside of her so badly I could die, and she let out an earthly chuckle, grounding me once more. I reached into the pocket of my pantsuit, and grabbed the biggest condom that I could find. I was going to need it with how horny I was. Quickly, like a serpent, she struck out, hissing while she knocked the condom from my hand. ‘You know Bernard’ she said, enunciating every syllable in a mildly sexy manner ‘as your intimacy coordinator, I have certain knowledge about sexuality that I have the privilege of imparting upon you’. Over the next 6 minutes, she went on to educate me in a very endearing and learned manner on the nature of the sexual crystal, and the risk that using a condom during intercourse could have on a pair of lovers. Many things I did not know became clear to me in this conversation. She enlightened me to the significance of fluid bonding in a new sexual relationship, aided me in relating my childhood trauma to my use of condoms - seeing condom use as a self destructive behaviour that directly inhibits me from occupying a more conscious practice in sex, and from getting what I truly want: a soul connection with a sexual partner. I began to recognize that each time I had wrapped myself in that lecherous substance before having sex with a new person, I was blocking some of my somatic reactions, I was inhibiting a true bond from forming, and that was why I always seemed to end up lonely and miserable after sex.
Seeing my face wet with tears of realization, gratitude and regret, I triggered some of Julia’s issues. She pressed he fists and head into my chest and sobbed about how absent her mother had been in her life. Slowly, my engorged phallus was drawn towards her expectant pussy. Sobbing, I veiled my member with her quivering vagina, spreading it open wide, in large part due to the size of my erection. Still crying in wonder, she brought the desk up and asked for me to rail her up against the wall. Tenderly I grabbed a fistful of her huge tits and started ramming my un-condomed penis. Her ass was so fat that I was only able to get 3-4 inches inside out of my 11, but she said most guys haven’t even been able to get it in (in between our grunts and moans). I felt a huge load bubbling up from inside of me, and she screamed that she wanted it, so I let out a truly presidential guttural groan, shared it with her and I tasted oblivion.
5 minutes later I awoke to what sounded like the gurgling of a freshwater stream. It was my cum leaking from her pussy. She had also passed out in a moment of bliss, and now we smiled at each other from across the room. ‘Julia, I think I love you’. My voice was strong, without my usual sadness after sex. Instead of leaving me destitute, I felt as though we had exchanged something so powerful, something truly awe inspiring. She came over, nestled herself in my arms and cried some more.
After draining my balls, and shrivelling my dick up, I was able to put the scrawny actor more at ease, and the rest of the day went off without a hitch. Julia moved in with me about 2 weeks ago and we are talking about adopting a dog from the shelter. I feel so lucky to have her with me, my teacher, my mentor, my love and my world. We get up to a lot of intimacy training in all sorts of locations, just the two of us, but hey, it doesn’t even feel like work. The movie was a huge hit, but I decided to take a step back from the industry - we can live off of the royalties, while we start getting ready for the next step.. I want to start a family. I didn’t think I’d settle down like this, but Julia is really the love of my life. I need her with me, and I can’t think of anything better than starting a new chapter as one.
From an early age many of us learn that no one is truly a safe space for us to be ourselves fully around. Sometimes we learn from family th...
