This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental.
© 2004 Warlord
Sea Cruise
Wheels in the well at 6:15 AM and I was off to New York, to continue this new chapter, new adventure in the life of Theodore (Call me Ted) Johnson.
I was the only passenger in the eight seats First Class section and there were only about a dozen people in business (cattle) class where I usually sat!
Anna the stewardess in First Class wanted to know if I was ready for breakfast. I almost passed, but I decided to find out how the “other half” lived. It was delicious! Omelet and sausage with toast and in First Class I had a real plate with a real knife and fork – no plastic utensils to break the first time you cut!
Anna was attentive, (and very attractive), she was finally convinced to quit hovering and have a seat next to me since I was her only charge. I found out she lived 5 minutes from the airport and loved her job. The only downside was that none of her boyfriends understood her need to travel or really trusted her on the overnights with the rest of the aircrew. It was nearly a year since her last steady boyfriend. As I commiserated with her about her situation it dawned on me that I might be getting a “signal” from Anna.
Maybe sex was like credit cards: You have excellent credit, and you get two or three credit card applications in every mail delivery. You have lousy credit, really need a credit card and nobody will send any kind of credit application!
When I was not getting laid, absolutely NOBODY was interested, now suddenly a beautiful blonde stewardess seemed intent on inducting me into the mile-high club. Curiouser and curiouser.
Maybe it wasn’t so strange after all, now that I quit feeling sorry for myself; I actually listened to the women around me. They were probably always signaling, I had my head so far up my ass that it was tough to hear!
Anna returned with a warm up for my coffee and sat right down next to me. I touched her chin with my finger and she didn’t pull away. I stroked her jaw from just under her ear to her chin, and then I turned her head toward me and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
“Just a minute, I have to make a call to the rear service area. The flight crew is not allowed to unlock the door until we are on the ground. I’ll be right back.”
She returned with a shot of brandy, which she shared with me. She was barefoot and sat on my lap. If I was confused about her intentions, she solved that by handing me her panties!
“How long do we have?”
“I have to start my pre-landing checklist in 90 minutes.”
We resumed that interrupted kiss and we began to lightly stroke each other. We were flying toward the rising sun as I opened her blouse and bra like unwrapping a present. I made her stand up and hold on to my seatback while I leaned forward, raised her skirt, fingered and ate Anna to her first orgasm. She pulled down my pants and underwear, sat down, we shifted, and she rose and sat on my cock. I held her still and we adjusted to each other. She slowly began to stroke up and down. There was no hurry. I leaned forward to lick and nibble on Anna’s breasts. I don’t know how long we were joined when we suddenly sped up; we shared a kiss as we came together.
“Anna, you certainly know how to make a boring flight more fun.”
“Welcome to the Mile High Club.”
We continued to kiss and finally we slipped apart. Anna knelt and licked and sucked me clean, and then with wipes and napkins she completed the cleanup job. She zipped and buckled me back into my pants.
Anna and I continued to kiss as we talked. She would have a weekend layover in New York and fly out Monday to the airlines Hub airport. I did not know my weekend agenda, but told her to call my hotel and we would try to get together.
I programmed her number into my cell and told her I would call. It seemed good enough for now.
Anna stood up with a final kiss and began her checklist; the rest of the flight was uneventful. As I walked toward the hatch and onto the jet way, Anna’s fellow stewardess smirked at me and said:
“Be sure to come again!”
Anna giggled and slapped her arm.
I had my carry-on. I headed for the flights baggage carousal because the Sunrise limo driver would be there. As I approached I saw a tall black haired and busty beauty in what appeared to be an adult films parody of a chauffeurs uniform. The chauffeur’s hat and the aviator sunglasses looked pretty normal.
She had a very short black leather skirt; her tight chauffeur uniform jacket had one button. She was not wearing a blouse (or bra) and considerable skin was visible between the lapels of the jacket. Ankle length leather boots with high spike heels and black thigh high stocking, which ended just below the hem of her micro mini completed the outfit. She was holding a sign with the name of her passenger.
No body was moving around her. Every one seemed to waiting to see who this Ted Johnson was who had such a sexy ride waiting.
It took a moment for my brain to re-enter my body or maybe for the blood to come back to my brain.
“Hi, I’m Ted Johnson.”
“Hi, yourself, I’m Cynthia”
“Are we waiting for luggage to be unloaded?”
“No, all I have is my carry-on.”
She said follow me and I muttered to the ends of the earth. She said only to the car!
I followed and enjoyed the view as she climbed the stairs in the parking garage to the floor where the Sunrise stretch was parked. She placed my suitcase in the trunk and held the door to the back seat. As I entered, she leaned forward and carefully placed her bright red lips next to my ear and whispered:
“They’re red”
I blushed all the way to my shoes; I was so busted!
Cynthia giggled merrily and shut the door.
As I relaxed into the seat, Cynthia started the limo and the voice of Etta James surrounded me. Welcome to New York! I dozed until Cynthia lowered the divider window:
“Rise and shine sleepy head, ETA to hotel is 10 minutes.”
“Coffee in the insulted carafe on your left; mugs, cream and sugar to the right.”
“Thanx”
“Cyn my love, what are the rules for borrowing dad’s car?”
“You have Donna order it, since you are only passenger in the hotel, no problemo.”
“Cool”
We arrived at the hotel. Cyn said:
“Your bag will be waiting in your room and you are pre-checked in. Be sure to pick up your messages at the desk.”
She raised the divider.
The doorman opened the limo and escorted me through the hotel door. I walked to the front desk, and a seamless check in. These were messages: one from Donna welcoming me to New York, and one from Dr. Helen Harvey to call her immediately at check-in. The desk clerk handed me her message and a phone. They seemed clear on Dr. Harvey’s idea of “immediately.”
Dr. Harvey invited me to the Pebble Beach conference room. Since it was near the lobby there seemed no reason to delay. I walked in and discovered that it had been converted to a temporary, but full-featured doctors examining office. I saw the most striking accessory of this or any doctor’s office: Grace Turner, RN.
Grace had the All-American face and figure of a Sports Illustrated swimsuit model. Her blonde hair and all over tan added to the allure.
Nurse Turner was dressed in a very short white nurses uniform dress that had a zip front. The zipper went from neckline to hemline and had a three-inch diameter gold ring in the tab. The zipper was “part-way” down. She wore white nylons with a subtle diamond pattern and white high heel pumps. To complete the picture she had a winged “nurse hat” with a red cross on the crown.
Goddamn, who dresses these women, Larry Flynt!
About that time she spotted me in the doorway.
“Hi, you must be Ted?”
I said hi or something equally clever.
“I am Nurse Turner, please call me Grace.”
Dr. Harvey stepped around a divider. She stuck out her hand and said;
“Hi Ted, I’m Doctor Harvey, Helen.”
Helen was also very attractive, with a nice figure and was dressed in light green surgical scrubs. Her wire rim glasses added to her appeal. As the day wore on, I realized she had nothing on under her scrubs!
“This seems like a very complete doctors office. What’s on the agenda?”
“Donna tells us that she described the recreational aspects of our cruise.”
“Bluntly and understandably”
“Good, we want to make a thorough medical exam and lab work up so that you and the other passengers have a safe and fun experience.”
“Meaning?
“For the benefit of others: We check you for STD and any other infectious disease. Verify that your vasectomy is still firing blanks. For your benefit: we check heart, lungs, blood pressure and ability to handle physical stress and exertion. Part of the reason for this is if you decide you would like to use the gym or work with a personal trainer we will have a medical evaluation ready for her. We will also observe erectile function as well. We are prepared to prescribe medications for any condition we observe if warranted.”
“Grace and I read your medical file and your list of prescriptions. We will make sure that we do not aggravate your existing condition and that we will not create a drug conflict between your current meds and any new ones we order.”
“Everybody get one of these exams?”
“Yes, we ask for doctor records, but we do our own due diligence and frankly the stakes are too high for any half assed work ups.”
“Go for it, I can always use another exam.”
The ladies may have been ornamental but they were even more competent.
Dr. Helen Harvey was a Physician and General Surgeon. She was lead physician in the emergency room of a major metropolitan hospital. She was a specialist in trauma team and triage operations.
Nurse Grace Turner was a Registered Nurse and Nursing Supervisor also in a big city emergency room. She was a certified anesthetist and x-ray technologist.
We entered one of the divided off areas, there was a desk and a couch. Grace sat down at a laptop and Helen and I sat next to each other on the couch. Helen asked the questions and Grace entered the answers into the laptop. It was one the most thorough medical interviews I had ever had.
After that we went into the next area where they had a doctor’s examining room including the special adjustable bed/examining table.
“Okay, time to show us what you got, you need to get naked and put on the stupid paper gown. Grace can stare at you for a change.”
Busted again!
Nobody left the room and I started to undress. As I removed each piece of clothing, Grace hung it on a hanger or folded it. Finally I was down to my boxers.
“No need to be shy, take it off!”
I slid off my boxers.
“Do you want a gown?”
“No, those damn things don’t cover anything.”
I was nude as Helen and Grace continued the exam. They weighed me and measured my height. I sat up on the table as Grace took my blood pressure and pulse. Helen checked my eyes, ears and my reflexes. Between the two of them, they poked, prodded and peered at every part of my body. Toward the end it was getting fairly invasive (turn YOUR head and cough) and Helen was enjoying the prostate exam just a little bit too much!
“Time to give til it hurts, we need samples: blood, urine and sperm.”
Grace carried in a tray filled with collection tubes. I sat on the table and she stood in front of me. She tightened the tourniquet around my upper arm and stuck the collection needle in the large vein just inside my elbow. She began to fill tube after tube.
“Does it hurt?”
“No, you lowered the zipper on your dress, and I haven’t noticed another thing!”
They both started to laugh and Grace said it was nice to have a patient with a sense of humor even when she knew she hurt me.”
When Grace was done she held a cotton swab on the vein until it stopped bleeding, then she leaned in and kissed it.
“Mommy kiss it and make it better.”
When she leaned in, her tits dragged across my lap and I was hard -- right now!
Helen labeled and bagged the blood samples.
“We have a lab on contract, we will have full results this afternoon.”
“Grace, call our driver, we need to get these over to the lab right now.”
Next thing I knew, Cynthia was standing in the examining room picking up the blood samples.
“Hi Ted.”
“Hello Cyn my love, luckily they already took my blood pressure!”
She walked over to me, lowered her sunglasses and glanced at me over the tops of them. She kissed me on the cheek and her long red nails scratched lazily along my upper thigh. Did I mention about being totally naked and the hard on? Thought so.
“Call me after you’re done, maybe we go can go somewhere and park.”
Then she sauntered off with a saucy little flip of her hips.
Yea, that was real relaxing. My hard on was throbbing in time with my pulse, keeping time like a metronome.
Grace giggled again as she wiped Cynthia’s red lipstick off my cheek.
“Time for water sports, we need a urine sample.”
“After watching Grace during the exam and Cynthia just now, that seems fairly unlikely for a while.”
“You didn’t mention me?”
“You too Doc, you are a distraction of the first order, I just wasn’t sure if you were done sticking me!”
At that moment, I took Graces hand. I stripped off her latex glove and held the palm against my lips and kissed it. I lowered her bare hand and wrapped it around my dick!
I reached over and pulled on the gold ring of Grace’s zipper pull. Her dress opened completely
I felt wet heat engulf the head of my dick. I looked down and Helen had just the head in her mouth.
“I won’t last long!”
Grace smiled and kissed me; she placed my hand on her tit. I fondled and squeezed and then leaned down and kissed her right nipple.
Helen and Grace were both lightly stoking me, and I was rapidly losing control. My hips began thrusting in time and then I climaxed. Helen held a beaker over the end of my dick and collected my semen.
“Isn’t that better than going in a little room alone to fill a collection cup?”
“No comparison!”
“Now that we have taken the edge off, we have another sample we need.”
While Grace prepared the semen sample for the lab, Helen led me into a bathroom with another tray of containers for the urine sample. She slipped off her top.
“No point in getting that wet.”
“Are you going to be able to give me a sample?“
With that Helen knelt down, facing me and held my dick aimed at her tits. I was so turned on; I started to get hard again.
“You want me to piss on you?”
“It’s one of my favorite things, most men get turned off when I try it.”
“I think we better get your sample first, and then I will be happy to fulfill your fantasy. You and Grace have already fulfilled several of my best fantasies!”
Helen stood up and led me to a toilet by my dick. She stood behind me with her bare breasts against my back, leaned around me and held my dick in her right hand. I was having no luck relaxing enough to “go.” Suddenly Helen tickled me! The surprise and distraction unleashed my flow. Helen filled a collection cup in the yellow stream. She set the cup on the counter, and then she held the palm of her left hand in the stream, letting it run between her fingers and into the bowl. When I was finished she shook me and wiped the tip of my dick with her right thumb. When she was satisfied that I was presentable, she sent me out to Grace.
Grace’s dress was still wide open. She hugged me to her bare breasts and kissed me. She led me to a couch in a dressing area. We kissed and fondled as we waited for Helen
I was starting to get hard again.
Helen joined us (she was still topless) and said:
“As pleasant as this is, we need to interrupt for a conference about your medical condition.”
“You are in good shape given your sedentary lifestyle. I will order some liquid vitamin supplements and I suggest that you talk to Melissa, one of the personal trainers about a low impact exercise program.”
“Let’s talk about sex! You have demonstrated normal erection and climax with a good recovery evident.”
Grace giggled and continued to stroke me.
“I would like you to participate in a clinical trial”
“What kind of drugs?”
“Viagra has become almost a generic label for a type of drug. I have a family of three “similar” drugs which I have been requested to field test during this cruise.”
“Tell me about them.”
“There is a pill, a liquid medicine and a drink.”
“It works like this: You drink two ounces of the liquid medicine twice a day, every morning and evening, it aids erectile function, orgasm response, and increases semen production. You take a half-liter of the liquid drink three times a day, preferably with your meals, breakfast, lunch, and supper. The drink works with the liquid. The pill is taken twice a day, morning and evening, it is a time release and should only “trigger” when your body produces increased testosterone, and other glandular secretions, so it won’t lead to “embarrassing wood!”
“The idea is that you want a long-lasting erection but you also want orgasm release and a satisfying amount of semen produced with each.”
“So I’m going to be multi-orgasmic?”
“Maybe, but we haven’t had a long enough term subject to know for sure.”
“Go for it, who can say no to harder hard-ons.”
Then Grace said something about a salve. Helen explained that there was also a cream, which was rubbed on the penis to trigger immediate erection, to be used just before sex. The cream was also part of the clinical trial.”
“How am I going to remember all these friggin instructions along with my other pills?”
“We will give specific orders about ALL your medications to Donna and to Amanda, your steward. Amanda will provide reminders just as she would for any other appointment.”
Grace slid to the floor and moved between my legs. Conference over! Grace licked my cock until it was hard and wet and then leaned forward and wrapped her tits around my cock. She moved up and down, while squeezing my cock between her tits. When the head of my dick popped up and hit her in the chin, Grace leaned back slightly and licked the head each time it emerged. I didn’t last long after that. I shot and hit her chin; she leaned in and pressed her tits together. My semen pooled on her neck and dripped down her chest and stomach. She leaned back resting with her arms behind her on the floor.
I dropped back on the couch. Helen knelt on the couch next to me and licked the cum off my body, then she crawled off the couch and unto the floor next to Grace and licked her clean.
When she was done, she and Grace joined me on the couch to cuddle and kiss. With a beautiful woman on each side, it was hard to shake off a feeling of lassitude.
“Might as well start your field test.”
Helen led me to a table that contained a pill, a shot glass of clear liquid and a glass of what looked like orange juice.
“Take these now and we will have the rest delivered to your room and to Sunrise.”
I took them and was surprised with the pleasant taste. Grace said that pleasant taste was supposed to be transferred to my semen as well. A lot to expect!
I slid Helen’s pants off and pulled her on my lap. I was kissing her and lightly rubbing anything I could reach. There was no real urgency; we were enjoying the intimacy of the moment.
All too soon, Helen told me it was time for me to call Donna, who would escort me to my room. I followed Grace to my clothes and, not without regret, dressed.
I asked if my two beauties would be in the hotel all weekend. I told them I owed them a full field test! Grace laughed and Helen slipped a small tube of “salve” into my pants pocket. Then she called Donna, MY concierge.