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To the person who said "Mrs" sounds weird, I feel you on this one, but unfortunately Callie is indeed married and that's why they keep calling her that. I hear you, though and I'll see what I can do in the future ;)

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Arizona's words had been enough to make the president stop working and drop everything she was doing. Nothing had turned her on more than a woman who had used her mouth to say the dirtiest words, and with the blonde, she had found the perfect woman to give her just that. It was hard for Callie not to give in whenever Arizona had used her words to get her attention, but after such a long and stressful day, she couldn't care less. Her client had most likely already had way too much power over her when it came to sex, but she hadn't minded it one bit. It was nice to be wanted again, it was something she hadn't felt in a very long time, and if she could have it, she would have it and enjoy it to the fullest. There was something in those blue eyes that Callie couldn't quite put her finger on, but it looked honest, comforting almost, and also caring, and it was nice to see something in them, even if she wasn't sure what it had meant. When blue eyes had locked with chocolate brown eyes, Callie could see something else in them, and she was sure it was arousal. The dirty kind.

"Yes, I've been thinking about your cock inside me." the Latina smirked, walking over to where the blonde had stood and reaching out for her hand. "Come with me."

"Mm, where are you taking me?"

"I'm taking you to my bedroom. I want to be comfortable while you fuck me."

Callie noticed Arizona's eyes widening at her words, but it had made her a little insecure because she wasn't sure if the escort had wanted that. "Unless...um, you don't...uh want that."

"There's nothing I want more. I've been thinking about this moment ever since you've called me."

The Latina smirked and led her down to the private parts of the White House where her bedroom was. It was far away from the Oval Office, allowing her to enjoy some free time for herself. It had felt like forever until the two women had made it to her bedroom, but once the door had closed behind them, Callie let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding and turned to look at the woman standing behind her. Brown eyes traveled down her body, but what the Latina had seen next made her gasp out loud. The blonde's hard dick had been pressing against her jeans, making a big bulge. Callie groaned at the sight of her member, and suddenly, the urge to take her clothes off and fuck her all night had become even stronger.

"Arizona."

"Mm, Calliope." the blonde moaned, her hands traveling down to her bulge, massaging herself through her pants.

"Since you didn't touch yourself last time I asked you to, I want you to do it now. Touch yourself, Arizona."

The blonde felt herself getting harder with each passing second, the Latina's demands causing her to get even more aroused than before. She had loved this side of her, and a part of her wondered if her dirty side could ever come out to play. There was a hint of hesitation in those ocean blue eyes, but Callie wouldn't stop looking at her, expecting her to undress, so that's exactly what she did. Arizona slowly unzipped her pants and pulled them down seductively, her eyes never once leaving Callie's. It had been thrilling and scary to undress in front of the hottest person the world had ever seen, but the lust in the Latina's eyes had made all worries and fears go away, replacing them with desire and need for the hottie.

"Don't make me wait, Arizona. Pull down your boxers. I want to see your dick."

"Yes, ma'am." the blonde whispered as she pulled down her boxers, her member springing free. "I'm so horny for you."

Callie had sat down on the bed in the meantime and felt her core clenching with need, her arousal dripping down to her panties. Seeing the blonde's hard member had made her want to wrap her mouth around it and milk it dry, but she had been way too excited to see her touching herself and making herself moan.

"I'm horny for you too, Arizona."

"Can you take off your shirt? I want to see you." the blonde asked, surprising the Latina.

"Really? You...uh, you want to see me?"

Arizona nodded in response and started letting her hand run up and down her shaft, whimpering when she felt the soft touch of her hand on her throbbing cock. Gosh, she couldn't remember the last time someone had made her member stand up like that, twitching with indescribable need for a woman she had only known for a few days. Yes, she had known her as her president and she had seen her on TV countless times, but standing in her bedroom with her fingers wrapped around her cock had felt like heaven, the thought of being able to fuck the president making her even hornier than before. She was sure many men and women would kill to be in her situation.


Callie's POV:


Callie's heart had started racing at her request, suddenly feeling quite vulnerable, and yet excited because it had been so long since someone had seen her naked. The last person the Latina had slept with was her husband, but their marriage had gone downhill about a year ago, and that was the last time she had slept with anyone. George had made her feel insecure about herself way before they had first started facing hard times as a couple, but maybe him not wanting her to get naked during sex anymore had been the first sign of their marriage ending. It had made her feel bad about her body, but when she thought about not giving Arizona a chance of finding her attractive and possibly having the best sex ever, she pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her in only her bra and jeans. It hadn't been too bad at first, but when she heard the blonde gasping, she had quickly tried to put it back on, but Arizona stopped her.

"No, please, please don't put it back on. You're beautiful."

Callie hadn't wanted her to know about her insecurities, so she simply smiled and laid the shirt down next to her, revealing a red lace bra. The Latina watched as the escort gasped again, her hand starting to stroke herself faster, causing her to let out a moan that made Callie's bundle of nerves pulse with need. God, she wanted her so badly, and seeing her touching herself had made it even worse to hold herself back, but maybe she wouldn't have to.

"Stop." Callie said as she walked towards the blonde.

"I...I can't...it feels...oh god, it feels so good."

The Latina smirked and placed her hand on top of Arizona's, making her stop her movements. "I said, stop. You wouldn't want to disrespect your president, now would you?"


Arizona's POV:


All the blonde had wanted was to take control of her, throw her on top of the bed and make her scream her name. Submitting herself to a lover was something the blonde had barely ever done. She was a woman who was into a kind of sex not many people had been into, but the women she had shared this side with had never wanted to go back to normal sex. It was nice to make love to a woman, it was one of the most beautiful things Arizona had ever done, but she had craved a different kind of sex most of the time, and it was also one of the reasons why she had never wanted to sleep with her clients because she never wanted to be submissive for them. Arizona was into controlling her partner, tying them to the bed, spanking them for being bad and including role plays that would drive her and her partner crazy. The blonde loved being in control, and having her partner at her mercy aroused her like nothing else, but she couldn't do that with Callie. She was the president, and she wouldn't let people control her like that, the escort was sure of that. The only problem with that was...people always craved what they couldn't have and they wouldn't give up until they got it. In the meantime, she could play along, but maybe she was too tired of it. She could also try and experiment a little, right?

"No, Mrs. President, what do you need?"

"I love it when you call me that." Callie groaned, sending a shiver down the blonde's back. "I need you to fuck me, I've waited long enough and I can't take it anymore."

Arizona smirked at the desperation in her voice, and started to push her towards the bed, staring deeply into those chocolate brown eyes that seemed to long for so much more. The blonde rolled a condom onto her dick and smirked at her. "Let me touch you?"

"Uh huh."

"Oh, Calliope. Am I making you feel that horny?" the blonde whispered seductively, loving to see the brunette at her will. "Is that pussy all hot and needy for me, princess?"

"Y-yes." the brunette whimpered, Arizona's words making her feel lightheaded.

Arizona gently placed her down on the bed and got on top of her. "Yes, what?"

The blonde watched as Callie's breathing became faster, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Yes...Arizona?"

Ocean blue eyes stared into brown eyes for a moment, but the arch of Arizona's eyebrows was enough for Callie to understand this was not the name she had wanted to be called. "Yes, what? Try again."

"I...I don't call people by those kinds of names."

"I'm not just any person, so you're gonna do as I say, and call me by different names, understand?"

Without waiting for a response, Arizona had pulled down her pants and panties, causing Callie to gasp in shock. The blonde started to breathe just a little heavier too as she grabbed her twitching cock and rubbed it against her president's core.

"Oh...mm, that feels good."

"I'm not going to enter you before you say it, Calliope. Come on, be a good girl and listen to me." the blonde breathed into her ear, causing her to get goosebumps.

"I'm...ohh, your p-president. I don't play...mm, by your rules."

Her pussy had pulsed against the head of the blonde's cock, letting her know that deep down, there was a part of her that wanted it, wanted to be taken and taken care of, but it was hard for her to let her guard down.

"Mm yeah, you are. You're my president and I'll treat you with all the respect you deserve, but in here, in your bedroom...I want you to let go and feel what I can do for you if you just…" Arizona stopped, pushing herself just slightly against her entrance. "...let go."

"Oh...I c-can't...A-Arizona."

"Yes, you can, Calliope." the blonde whispered into her ear, biting down just slightly. "Say it."

It had taken a few seconds before Callie had dared to open her mouth again. "Yes...ma'am."

"Good girl, that's it."

With one slow thrust, Arizona had entered her, moaning loudly when she felt those hot, tight walls around her cock. She had slept with many women in the past, but none of them had ever felt quite as tight, warm and soft as Callie's wet pussy, and she had a feeling this wasn't going to be the last time they ever slept with each other. Within seconds of being inside her, Callie had wrapped her legs around her, pushing her deeper. Callie moaned as her cock slid deeper, the length and thickness of it making her feel something she had never felt before.

"Ohhh, Arizona. Deeper."

Hearing these desperate words coming out of the president's mouth had sent a rush of heat through Arizona's body, feeling herself becoming addicted a lot sooner than she had thought she would. Throaty moans had always been her weakness, but the Latina's had been the hottest she had ever heard, causing her to lose her ability to hold back from trying to dominate the woman squirming underneath her.

"Like that?" Arizona asked, rolling her hips again and going deeper, a lot deeper. "Is that what you want, hm?"

"Y-Yes."

The blonde was aware of the fact that one of Callie's rules was 'no touching', but they had already crossed that line when they decided to sleep with each other. The original plan was to please the president and eat her out whenever she wanted her to, but they both noticed there was something between them that made them crave more. Arizona had had lots of questions, for example why she had needed her for sexual favors if she had her husband, but the clenching of her walls around her member had pulled her out of her thoughts, bringing her back to the moment.

"You need to learn to call me by the right name." the blonde groaned, leaning down to suck on her neck, screwing her rules.

"And...oh god...you need to...mm, learn to f-follow the rules."

"Is that really what you want, Calliope? Do you really want to be in control all the time?" Arizona asked, letting her hands run up and down her waist, not caring about her stupid rule of not being allowed to touch her. "I don't think that's what you want."

A loud, throaty moan echoed in the room, letting Arizona know she had been right about what she wanted all this time. "Yes...ughn...just fuck m-me, ma'am."

Her words had sent a shiver down her spine, and before she had known it, she had picked up the pace, thrusting harder and faster inside a woman's pussy that she couldn't get enough of. Callie felt awfully good, better than any woman she had ever screwed, and feeling her around her cock had felt like heaven on earth, even though she hated wearing a condom. Sex without a condom was just so much better, but she was willing to use it if that meant she could fuck her incredibly sexy president.

"You feel so good." Arizona moaned, her dick twitching with need.

"Oh...oh yeah, you're so d-deep inside me."

The thrusting of her hips had become faster at her words, loving to hear the woman moan. Her moans sounded so sexy, she could listen to them all day. Callie was so tight and wet, and the wet noises only added to her arousal. The blonde let her hands wander over her stomach, and while Callie had opened her eyes to glance at her, she chose to ignore her and suck on her neck again, causing chocolate brown eyes to roll into the back of her head, her hips meeting the escort with every single thrust.


Callie's POV:


The Latina had never been pounded into the mattress like this, and her pussy had never been filled quite like this before. With George, she had barely ever come from his dick alone, always needing him to rub her clit too, but Arizona had managed to build up her hot release in no time, without even touching her clit in any way. The way the escort had moved her hips inside her made Callie moan loudly, and caused arousal to rush through her veins. The Latina had always been a sexual, naughty person who loved to get dirty in bed. It was something not many people had known about her, not even Mark, but it was there, and Arizona had brought it out of her. She was right when she told her being in control wasn't what she wanted, but it was hard to give that up in the bedroom when she was so used to being in control every single day of her life. People relied and counted on her, and she had gotten used to being respected, but a part of her wanted to be taken so hard that she would start begging them to stop, and become a slut for them, but feeling Arizona so deeply inside her needy cunt had only made it worse because she really, really wanted it, but couldn't exactly lose control to the escort she paid to do this.

Her cock had felt like it was filling up every part of her, scratching every itch that so desperately needed to be scratched. Before Callie had met Arizona, she touched herself almost every night, trying to scratch her itch for a woman or a hard dick, but even though her fingers had felt amazing and brought her the release she craved, it had never been enough to fulfill her. She missed being taken by someone, she missed surrendering herself to someone, but most importantly, Callie had missed being desired and having an exciting sex life. The Latina was surprised by the escort's bravery, but it was also very, very hot, and made her wonder what she was capable of.

"Your pussy is so tight." she heard Arizona moaning into her ear, causing Callie to shiver with need.

"Oh god, Arizona…you're so big."

"Mm, yeah, I am. I'm filling you...all the way up."

Callie had felt the strong urge to turn her around and ride her, but her release had built up to a point where she was just about to come, her walls clenching down on her dick with need. Arizona continued to thrust hard and fast, but even though Callie had wanted to last longer, she knew her orgasm was just around the corner, about to make her scream out loud, and milk Arizona's cock dry.

"Arizona...I'm...I'm about to...ughn come."

The blonde had suddenly started breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Callie had felt her cock twitching inside her, and it was enough to let her know that the escort was just as close.

"M-me too...c-come for me, come for me, Calliope."

Something about hearing her name again had sent her tumbling over the edge with a high pitched scream, her walls clenching down on Arizona's cock, causing her to to let go and fall over the edge too.

"Fuck! I'm...oh god, oh god, I'm coming!"

"C-Callie...I'm...oh yes...me tooo!"

Both women had come hard, their hips bucking and loud screams echoing in the bedroom. Callie and Arizona had still been breathing heavily when their orgasms had died down, and a surprised gasp escaped the Latina's mouth when the blonde had slipped out of her, the condom now filled with cum that Callie had suddenly felt the need to taste on her cock. It was so hot when her escort came in her pants, and she sucked her off right after, but she had not been sure if she would cross a line if she continued to ask for more. Arizona smiled at her and had thrown the condom away only to walk back to the president and to pull her boxers and pants back up. Any chance Callie thought there was to go for another round disappeared, but the ringing of her phone had quickly pulled her out of her misery of needing to have her cock in her mouth.

"Sorry, I gotta take this." Callie smiled uncomfortably, not wanting to bother her escort with a phone call that would surely last forever, especially because the person on the other end of the line was someone who wouldn't let it go, no matter what the subject was.


Arizona's POV:


"That's fine, go ahead." the blonde escort smiled back and sat down on the bed next to her to put her shoes back on, but she couldn't help but notice that the Latina had still been naked, her shaved center still exposed, causing her to feel the familiar feeling of arousal again.

"What do you want? I told you to leave me alone, especially at night."

Arizona's eyes traveled up to the Latina's face, noticing the change in her voice and the frown her face had turned into. She hadn't known who she had been talking to, but whoever it was didn't seem to make her very happy. The blonde tried not to stare at her, but those beautiful breasts in that red lace bra had made her feel aroused again, her lower belly tightening at the sight of it. They had looked so delicious, and the blonde wondered what taking her nipples into her mouth would feel like.

"No, I don't give a shit about that." Callie argued. "Um...no? I'm not responsible for your actions."

Arizona had suddenly felt the strong urge to suck her nipples into her mouth when she had seen the stressed and very upset look on the Latina's face, and before she could stop herself, she had climbed back onto the bed, their eyes locking for a brief moment, and the look on her face changing into a rather surprised and confused one. The president had continued to talk to whoever she was talking to, but her eyes had remained fixed on her own, staring deeply into her soul. The blonde smiled at her, but when she didn't receive one back, she proceeded with her original plan and hovered over her, her hands running up and down her waist, up to her where her breasts were.

"What are you doing?" she saw the Latina mouthing, but the conversation she was having with the stranger had seemed to let her continue.

The escort lowered her head to breathe against her chest, watching as her chest had risen and fallen more rapidly than before, but Callie continued to talk to the other person.

"George, I swear to god, I told you to stay away from me unless it's absolutely necessary. I don't want to talk to you."

"Oh, a man." Arizona thought, but then it clicked. "She's talking to her husband."

A part of her had considered stopping what she was about to do, but Arizona had never been one to back down, so she lowered her head more and kissed her chest, causing her to let out a gasp. Arizona looked up at her and was met with eyes that were filled with a hint of arousal, letting her know it was okay to keep going. After the blonde had placed a few warm and wet kisses against her skin, she had hiked up the Latina's bra, causing the most beautiful breasts to get exposed. She gasped at the sight of perfectly shaped breasts and the most delicate looking nipples she had ever seen. Callie looked down on her in shock, but before she could stop her, the beautiful escort had lowered her head again, and breathed against already hardening nipples.

"No, you...you won't go to the press. You...don't want people to know about this, do you?"

Arizona smirked when she noticed just how hard it was for her to control her breathing, but she hadn't even taken her nipples into her mouth yet. Two hands had started squeezing them firmly, earning a rather loud gasp from the president who had once again been at her mercy. Callie had given her a taste of what it was like to have a little control over her, and it had made Arizona hungry. Hungry for more of her and hungry for controlling this woman.

"Who do you think...oh, shut up! Who do y-you think people will believe?!"

The escort had found it strangely arousing to see her being so mad, but she wondered what taking her nipples into her mouth would do. Before she had given herself any more time to think, she had lowered her head some more and took one of her nipples into her warm, wet mouth, earning a throaty moan, and feeling her bucking her hips in response.

"No, I'm not...I'm alone." Callie argued, but the moan was way too sexy for anyone to believe it was innocent. "Oh, fuck you...mm...George. I couldn't...I couldn't care less."

The sound of her soft moans had sent a shiver down the blonde's spine, so she sucked a little harder, massaging the other nipple with her fingers. Callie's breathing had quickly turned into panting for air, until only one or two word answers had come out of her mouth.

"N...no."

"F-fuck you."

Then quite suddenly, her body had tensed, and her heavy breathing had stopped, almost as if the Latina had zoned out completely. Arizona hadn't noticed at first, but when she looked up at her, she saw a tear rolling down her cheek.