Posted by Rache on September 04, 2001 at 00:58:38:
This is a fictional account of fictionalized events based on a fictional situation that did not occur a couple years ago. It is however inspired by a real life event, which I found kind of amusing, kind of sad, but wonderfully inspirational! So enjoy.
Fiction by Rachael
Last summer I was able to take a break from interning (slaving!) at a local radio station and visit our nation's capital for the first time. And it was great! I saw so many interesting things! But by far the best thing was my personal tour of the White House by none other than...Well, I'll tell you the story and you can figure it out!
I was with the usual tour group, minding my own business and listening closely as our guide told us about all the neat stuff we were going to see. There were little velvet ropes and big, quiet guys with hearing aids standing by some of the doors and we weren't supposed to go through those! But I had a lot of tea that particular morning and I just had to find a bathroom!! I'm sure you can sympathize with my dilemma. There was no way I was going to pee in my panties in the very seat of Democracy!
I tried to attract the attention of our guide, but she was way in the front surrounded by a bunch of children. I tried asking the Secret Service guys but they just ignored me! (I think they were sleeping behind those sunglasses!) So there was nothing else I could do! I stepped over the velvet rope and opened a door. All of a sudden there were two guys grabbing me and feeling me up and asking me all kinds of stupid questions!
They asked me who I was and where I lived and where I worked. I started telling them I was an intern at a radio station and they wouldn't even let me finish!! It was like I said "Open Sesame!" or something. They let go and held the door for me and everything. I just wanted to use the bathroom but none of the doors were labeled. As I walked down the carpeted hallway opening doors and looking around, people would look at me kinda funny. But I just told them I was an intern and all of a sudden it was okay!
Finally, I reached the very last door. I sure hoped it was the ladies room! But nope, it was some big round room with a big desk and a great view of a rose garden!! I forgot all about using the bathroom. I stood in awe as I slowly realized where I was: I was in the Oval Office itself!! I walked around looking at everything, wondering if I could take one of the pens with the Presidential Seal on it just to prove I was really there when a different door opened and the President came in!
He looked at me and I looked at him. He really is a handsome man, much taller than I thought he'd be. I didn't know what to say so I just stood there and kinda waited to see what the most powerful man in the world would do. He looked me up and down the way my gym teacher in 11th grade used to...And I always knew what she was thinking!! The President licked his lips and smiled. Well, I thought, he's just like any other guy, right? I admit I pushed my breasts out a little more and maybe pulled one of my bangs slowly into place while I watched him through shy, doe eyes.
"You must be a new intern." He said. He was reaching inside his suit to get something while he waited for me to answer.
"Ummm, no...Not really." I said. "I've been an intern for almost a year!"
"Really?" The President looked surprised. "I thought I knew all the staff here. Tell me, what's your...Ahhh....Area of expertise?"
He was grinning at me like some good old boy from Arkansas and I had the distinct feeling that he was fixin' to give me the Presidential treatment!! And when he finally pulled a cigar out of his jacket and started sliding it back and forth between his fingers I was sure of it!!
I told him I didn't really have one. That I was probably going to major in marketing, but I hadn't made up my mind. I was backing away nervously as the President slowly walked towards me. I had no idea what the right thing to do was! I mean, he was the President! But on the other hand I hadn't even voted for him!!
He was talking to me the whole time, explaining to me how interns were the most important people in big government. How they kept things well oiled and humming along. The American people depended on me and my fellow interns to perform unseen but vitally important roles for the occupants of this very office! He was a very persuasive man and I was almost ready to serve my country any way I could! I was a patriot, after all, he reminded me. And patriots are often called upon to make the ultimate sacrifice for the future!
While he was explaining all that to me, the Presidential fingers were moving under my skirt. I never, ever saw a man go so quickly for my little treasure!! I guess it was because he was so busy and could only spare a few minutes of his precious time allowing a patriotic intern to fulfill her destiny. And fulfill he did!! I didn't realize a cigar could do the things he was doing with it!! He explained to me that we were not having sex. It was only a cigar and while he might smoke it later, he would definitely not inhale! He only wanted to taste it! I was leaning against his big desk with my legs spread. It must have been the heady rush of being with the President, in the Oval Office, that was getting me so wet! Even with my rings the President was sliding that fat, long cigar of his in and out! In and out!
His phone rang and he left me there with his cigar sticking obscenely out of my tight little pussy while he talked with China or Michigan or whoever it was. Well, that little pause was enough to bring me to my senses! I wasn't serving the American people! I was being fucked by some cheating bastard with a cigar!! It was an outrage! I started thinking about calling Tom Brokaw (cause he's so cute!) or maybe Jerry Springer! But finally I realized what I needed to do! I had to drive home a point this jerk could understand! Unfortunately, I also realized that I was just a poor American girl suddenly caught up in a world way beyond my experience! It was very confusing!!
When the President hung up the phone and turned around I could see he had been busy! His Presidential Penis was standing tall and he waved it around like a flag on Veteran's Day! I let him saunter over, real smooth like I was still under his politician's spell. I let him pull the cigar out of my pussy and he sucked it between his lips with a smile of satisfaction spreading across his big face. He moved closer to me so that his cock (which was a nice 8"!! BTW) was touching my bare thigh. It was wet with pre-cum and very warm.
The President placed his hands on my shoulders and slowly pushed me towards the carpet. It was shag, thick and soft and really felt good as I knelt down. I knew what the President wanted and I was still trying to figure out how to say no when the thick head of his penis pushed past my lips and into my mouth. I licked and kissed his cock, tickling the little pee hole with the tip of my tongue. I let him slide the long, fat shaft across my lips until the head banged against the back of my throat. It really was very nice and I found myself wishing I still had that cigar to play with!!
The President was moving his hips, fucking my mouth while I swallowed the saliva and pre-cum that was filling me up! I was doing some serious cock gobbling I'm not embarrassed to say because I had forgotten all about my outrage!! These politicians are so good at what they do! It amazes me every day that I think about it! One minute I was angry and wondering which newspaper would pay me more to screw the President, the next I was on my knees getting ready to swallow some decidedly Democratic sperm! And this wasn't even sex! The President said so! He explained it to me while his swollen cock pushed into my throat! Sex was when two people were married and it was dark. We weren't married and it was light...So there we were!! I was really starting to feel good about myself! Especially when I started pinching my hard little clit!
In fact, I was ready to change my major to Political Science when the door suddenly opened!! It was the First Lady and she caught us flat out not having sex!! The President couldn't really see her, but I could out of the corner of my eye and she didn't look too happy about it all!! I was trying to stop but The President was really driving into my mouth by now, he was so close I could feel his heavy balls getting tight as he tried to hold back just one more moment!
Unfortunately that one moment was the one after the First Lady started screaming!! The door opened and those big secret service guys rushed in with guns and knives and hand grenades and cell phones and everything else! But when they saw what was going on they figured protecting a lying cheating husband from his really pissed off wife wasn't in their job description!! No lone gunmen, just the three of us.
The President pulled his dick from my mouth with a little plopping sound. He didn't even have the common decency to go soft! He was very Presidential standing there facing his wife with another woman's lipstick all over his Arkansas dipstick!! I stood up and looked around for my panties (I never did find those!!) and some tissue to wipe my mouth with. (I'm a bit of a drooler when I suck cock, I admit it!) I didn't know if I should stay or leave or hide or call a cab or what! So I just stood there.
The President was trying to explain to the First Lady how we weren't having sex. But I don't think she entirely believed him. She told him slowly and clearly in that slightly nasal voice to "Shut the fuck up!!!!!!" Well, maybe it was a little loud.
I watched unbelieving as she took charge of the most powerful man in the known universe. She ordered him to undo his pants and take them off. His underwear too. (Boxers with little chili peppers on them!) He left his shirt on and I admit he looked pretty silly standing there in his oxford shoes and crisp white shirt, navy tie, and charcoal suit jacket (unbuttoned). I smiled but I didn't dare laugh. She had forgotten about me for the time being and for that I was very grateful!! She told the President to spread his legs and unbutton the bottom 3 buttons of his shirt. He did that and then she told him to pull the shirt and his jacket back to his hips so she could get a good look at his Presidential manhood! He did that too, exactly as ordered and I was amazed that he was still hard!!
"You know what's coming." The First Lady said with a grim determined look on her face.
"Yes dear." The President said in a soft voice.
"I want to hear you say it." She said.
The President didn't say anything.
"Say It!!!!" The First Lady screamed!
I jumped and so did the President!! But he said right away "I need you to..." He kind of choked a little. "Punish my evil balls."
"Dear." Said the First Lady gently.
"Punish my evil balls...Dear." Said the President.
I watched then as the First Lady took off her shoes. Slowly, one at a time. She had lovely feet; little red toenails and I wondered where she had them done. But I didn't wonder for long because she was getting ready to do something that I never would have considered even a few moments before!!
With a war cry to do Geronimo proud the First Lady took a step with her left foot and then brought her right leg up in a graceful, dancers arc I never would have believed her capable of! Her pretty little foot smashed into the President's balls with as much force as I've ever seen anyone take! There was a rich, slapping sound and a loud "OOOFFFFFFF" as the wind was suddenly knocked out of the poor man! His cock slapped his belly and his head came down with eye-popping suddenness!! It was wonderful!!! I was going to cum just from seeing it!!
To his credit the President didn't go down right away! He stood there. Wobbling on shaky knees and his hands clutched futility at his busted balls. His dick was limp and there were tears rolling down his famous face. The First Lady watched him for a second and I almost thought she was going to kick him again!! But no! She looked at me and said, "Come here!"
I did as she asked, practically running to her side. She looked at me and dabbed at a bit of her husband's semen that was staining my brand-new blue dress! "Your turn." She said and at first I thought she meant... But she shook her head and jerked her thumb at the pitifully crying President. "No, I mean it's your turn for him."
I guess the shock and surprise showed because she explained to me that it was his fault, not ours. That we were victims, not him. And that he liked it. He'd been getting kicked like this since his second term as Governor!
Well, in that case!! I was a patriot, right?? I wasn't sure I could match the First Lady's graceful kick, but I was determined to try!! "Here, let me help you." The First Lady walked behind her husband and pulled him a little straighter. He was still bent over somewhat and his eyes were shut tightly, but she did manage to pull his hands away from his crotch for me. She even pulled his shirt back so I could really see my target!
I wanted to leave my shoes on and the First Lady didn't say anything so I did. I didn't figure I'd need a head start either; he was obviously already in terrific pain! Only his Presidential strength of character could be sustaining him now, I thought. I only hoped he had a little bit left in reserve!! I brought my foot up as hard as I could, pointing the toe directly at the base of his cock! That's my fav spot, it drives the penis up and out of the way and the balls are smashed against the pelvis...It's terrific!! And I was dead on perfect!! He made a sound best described as "Gggggggggaaaaaaghhhhhhhhh!!!" He may have been trying to call God? I'm not sure, but I was sure he was done! The Leader of the Free World doubled over and gagged, coughing and retching like he had a Presidential hairball! He pitched forward flat onto his face and his body was shaking like a leaf.
"Poor little man." cooed his wife, "We're so lucky we have one child, anyway." She looked at her watch. "Well, I have an appointment with my campaign manager. You're an intern, right? Call my secretary and we'll have lunch. I love your shoes!"
And with that, the First Lady was gone. I was alone once again with the most powerful man in the world. But this time he was sobbing like a little girl, curled up in a ball on the rich, deep carpet bearing the Presidential Seal. I picked up his now forgotten cigar and slipped it into my purse. That would be the only memento I would want on my trip to our nation's capital. Now, if I could only find that bathroom!!!!!
The end.
Rache18us@yahoo.com
Note: This story was obviously written some time ago, around Mmmm...June 1999 if I remember right. Seeing the posts about fact vs. fiction (and bad taste!) I remembered this and while it is a little (way!) off topic for this forum, what the heck? I figured I'd post something from the time when I thought kicking guys in the nuts was really cool. And besides, you can see how bad or good I am now compared to then :) What? You were expecting something else? He was the President! I honestly hope no one is disappointed! ~R.