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From: MIKE DARREN <mdarren@usa.net>
Subject: Goodbye Monica ( M/F,bj,nc,fantasy)
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Goodbye Monica !
By Mike Darren
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Monica was ushered into the Oval office by a tall ,dark Secret
Service
man who wore a black suit,blood red tie and dark sun glasses. Behind the
big desk was the President,waiting for her. He smiled at her; that
famous
toothy grin and gave her the familar "thumb up" salute. He was talking
on
the phone,and motioned for her to sit in the blue with white dots over-
stuffed chair beside him. Monica tried to think about how many times
she
had met "the Creep" alone like this and stared at the Presidental seal
woven in the blue carpet before her,as her mind played back the first
time
she had walked into this room with the other White House interns. Then
he
spoke and told her to follow him into his private office next to this
one.
Inside, he sat down on a lounge chair and pointed for her to join him.
"click that door lock, Monica Dear and then we'll be ready", he
whispered
to her. Monica had kneeled down beside him, and her hands
reached out and touched his thighs,then moved up to find his
pants zipper. The President laying back on the day bed, closed
his eyes, relaxing, letting the young woman do what he enjoyed
so much. Then his manhood was slipped out and she bent her
head over and her carmine lips enveloped it. Her raven hair
cut in a short crop bounced as she moved her head up and down
slowly,her tongue swirling over the flesh that was rapidly
becoming hard and filling her warm mouth. She enjoyed oral sex
with men and as they approached orgasm, she thought the best
moment was when they were on the verge of cumming, the penis
so taunt, the balls so tight and the spasms that followed as
they erupted. Finished, the President zipped up and got up,
telling her to follow him. Monica got up and went with him to
another door. He opened it and she stepped into a large room;
that seemed to go on forever. In the room were men sitting in
straight back chairs. Each was dressed in dark suits, red ties
and each had his pants unzipped. There were so many! "Goodness!
there are so many men here! You can't want me to do ALL of
them! I can't do this! What do you think I am ?", she gasped.
She turned to find the President,but he was gone. Two men were
by her side and they were putting white satin knee pads on her.
Suddenly, she was nude, except for black thigh high lacy top
hose, high heel shoes and the knee-pads. After the third man;her
mouth and jaw were so tired,and the line of men
in chairs seemed to stretch off into the horizon. "I can't do
this! It's not right! I'm not a ...cock sucker! Ooohhhhh! I
can't do all these blow jobs to you ! Noooooooooooooooooooooo"!
"Monica! Monica! .......Monica!", somebody was saying.
Suddenly she woke up, sunlight streaming through the port
hole of the ship's cabin. Monica could feel the ship moving up
and down and could smell the sea. "You are a hard person to
wake up! I've been calling your name for a long time!", Patsy
said. Her friend threw a pillow at Monica and said: "Hurry up
and get dressed, the Captain asked us to have breakfast with
him, in his cabin", she said in her sexiest voice. Monica and
Patsy had been given this ocean trip as a parting gift from the
President and they were on their way to Bermuda. Monica put on
white bikini panties and matching bra, tight red shorts and a
tight tee-shirt, and a pair of open toed sandals. Her girl-
friend patsy, was clad in a similar way. Both women moved out
on deck of the ship; a tramp steamer named "El Spartor". It
was a reconditioned cargo ship, fitted with 6 small cabins for
passengers. Monica and Patsy were the only passengers this trip
and they were the only women aboard a ship with 25 Turkish and
Korean sailors. Walking along the deck, the wind blowing their
hair and molding the thin cloth tighter to their breasts and
revealing their chilled nipples to all the men working above
deck, Monica caught several eyeing the women as they passed.
She heard one dark,oily man say "Morning Ladies, want to fuck"?
Monica acted like she had not heard the crude remark,but she
thought of a joke saying she had heard once : "Buck naked on a
Turkish tramp steamer with 50 horny men"!
The Captain was in the main mess cabin when the two women entered
breathing hard and their faces showed a anger and embarresment. They
were
young american girls,with high firm full breasts; the erect nipples
showing
through their tee shirts and they were dressed in skimpy shorts that
revealed their long american legs. Captain Zormeda rose from his chair,
smiled at the young women and motioned for them to join him. "Ahhh
ladies,
come in and sit here, welcome to The Alhambra", he said. Monica saw a
fairly handsome man dressed in a slightly wrinkled white uniform rise
and
offer them seats next to his at a table that had rolls and coffee cups
and a silver flask of hot coffee. He was a Turkish oficer,with black
hair
and a thin mustache, grey at the temples and a good smile. Monica sat
next to him and said : "Captain, just now as Patsy and I were coming
here
one of your men, said something terribly crude to us!" "What was it, he
said?, the Captain questioned. "He said: " Hello ladies.....want to
FUCK?"
Monica said, her voice wavering at the word, "Fuck". Captain Zormeda
looked concerned and in his best fatherly-voice tried to tell the women
that his men had been at sea for several months and had not been
allowed
any time ashore and had not been close to women in that time also. He
said,
"also, ladies, it is really not a good idea for women as lovely as your-
selves to dress in such thin, revealing outfits.....especially when
you are
the ONLY women on board!" Monica and Patsy looked like someone had
poured
ice water on them. Their mouths opened and they looked at each other.
"Ooooohhhh, MY GAUDddddd ! I should ....we thought.....it was arranged
by
friends in the White House....this trip...Ohhhh!", Monica moaned,
chewing
on a stale roll. "I don't want to alarm you both......", the Captain
said,
"but you should know....there has....is some trouble going on between
the
crew and myself....and I want you both to remain in your cabin for the
two
days before we reach Bermuda. And keep Your door locked", the Captain
said,
looking very serious. Monica and Patsy drank their coffee, staring at
the
sea and trying to appear normal. Captain Zormeda looked at the two
women and
wondered what they might look like , sitting there Buck Naked ? The
dark
haired woman: monica appeared to be the smaller breasted of the two, a
bit
shorter but very attractive still. The blonde one had large,firm
breasts
with superior looking hips and longer legs. Her blue eyes and full red
lips
made her his choice for a partner,if it should ever come to that. He
tried
to imagine her,nude on his bed, his hard penis driven deep inside her
steaming hot pussy, as she clawed his back as he plunged again and again
into her and held each of her globular ass cheeks apart and tried to
press
his tongue further into her gasping mouth.
"What do you suggest for us to do?", Monica said,bringing the
Captain back out of his day-
dreaming. I think it best if you two young women to STAY IN your
cabins untill the ship
docks in two days"! Somewhere, there was the sound of men shouting
and Both girls rose and
made their way back to their cabins. The day was beautiful; full sun
and deep blue sea with
white foam blowing back from the ship's pointed bow as it cut through
the water. Both girls
were heartsick, they wanted to enjoy the cruise, sit on deck and flirt
with some young men and
try to cocktease them without mercy! Monica was the first to enter
the cabin and just as Patsy
closed the door, Monica screamed! Several bare chested turkish
sailors pounced upon the
women from their hiding places. Monica had her arms held as other
hands tore her shorts and
tee shirt to bits. Patsy was thrown to the bed and held there by
three bodies. Both of the girls
were screaming for help and were soon stripped completely nude. Patsy
had her triangle of
hair covered by two sets of lips and as she struggled, her cries were
muffled by a stiff cock
thrust down her throat by another seaman perched over her face.
Monica's breasts were being
sucked by two sailors and another was holding her legs apart as still
another dark man was
trying to force an enormous penis into her pussy lips. Muffeled cries
of the women and grunts
and excited shouts from the men filled the small cabin when suddenly
the cabin door was
shoved open and Captain Zormeda entered shouting and waving a revolver
in the air. "Alright
STOP THIS! RELEASE THE WOMEN AND GET OUTSIDE! NOW! MOVE IT !" , he
screamed, his face red and his eyes wide. Both women were released
and the sailors filled
outside in a row. The Captain moved them back toward the mess hall
and then the cabin was
empty except for two terrified young women, clutching bed sheets to
their chests and softly
crying. Then the girls heard in the distance, several gun shots,
or what sounded like gun fire.
"OOohhh MY Gaud ! what was that?", Monica said as she gasped and
clutched the thin white
sheet closer and stared into her friends terror filled eyes. They
could not hear anything else
for a few minutes......until the phone rang. The voice told them
everything was alright and the
Captain had put the offending men in the ship's brigg and that the
women should join Captain
Zormeda in the main dining room. "WE don't have any clothing left,
they ripped it off of us",
Patsy blubbered into the phone. She was told to wrap the sheets
around them and do as told.
Both women slowly made their way down the deck to the dining room ;
barefooted , each
clinging to a thin sheet that was whipped around by the sea wind that
exposed their legs and
breasts. Monica tried to be cheerful and quipped to her friend:
"Guess we don't really need to
care about anyone seeing our tits now........since the whole crew's
seen EVERYTHING
ALREADY ! When the women entered the room, they saw the Captain on
the floor in a pool
of blood. Then from the back emerged the bulk of the crew; some clad
in shorts, others nude
with their erections in their hands,smiling and advancing toward the
two women . One called
out :"Ahhhhh American ladies ! Now you can finish the Blow-Jobs and
Fuck-Fuck ! Yes ! Oh
YESsssssssssss !" Monica and Patsy screamed and ran out the door,
their sheets caught in the
door and were left as the women ran for their lives! "Oh, MY GAUD !
thought Monica as
she ran down the polished wood planked deck, Stark NAKED, on a ship
full of SEX-STARVED Turkish ,Rape minded MEN !"
Monica and Patsy hid that night in a life boat. It was
covered tightly with a canvus
covering ,but both girls shivered all night and hugging each
other,did'nt seem to help much.
Monica pressed up against Patsy's big bosoms and thought about sucking
her left nipple as it
was so close to her mouth. Patsy had her hands around Monica's waist
and once or twice
she squeezed Monica's ass. She wondered if Monica would think her
queer if she lay down
on her,being that they were both "Buck Naked" and "Suck-Her- Silly "!
All night they heard
the sailors shouting to each other as they roamed over the
ship,looking for the women, and
calling out : "American ladies, you whores, you Cunts were made to
Fuck.......come out where-
ever you are ! Let's party! Fuckie-Fuckie! Come out, Big Titied
ladies....we won't hurt you!
I have something hot,long and hard here for YOU! Come out please!
Ohhhhhh Ladies!"
All night the women clung to each other,shivering in the small boat,
hungry and wishing they
were home in their own beds. Monica wished she were back in the White
House with the
President.......on her knees before him , in the Oval office again!
The End
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