Chapter 59 - Fun With HST
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This is part nine of the time travel that Satan gave to Briana during the
celebration of the Black Mass. Briana has been transported to the final days of
the Third Reich. Ingrid and Briana meet President Harry Truman and seek his
protection from Stalin.
Briana immediately threw her naked body into the arms of the President. Ingrid
joined in the embrace.
"Mr. President, I implore you to help us get away from the Soviets. They will
kill us if you don't help," sobbed Briana. "Beria hates us."
"Hold on young ladies, I need to know what this is all about?" said the
President taking a very close look at the two naked girls. Briana's young
breasts were pressed up against his chest.
"Get away from the President," said Captain Jenkins grabbing Ingrid by the arm
and attempting to pull her off the President.
"I can handle this, Captain, you young ladies sit over there. I want to hear
what's going on," said the President. Briana and Ingrid returned to sitting on
the couch. President Truman pulled up a chair. No one suggested the girls put on
clothes.
"Now, I have a couple of hours before another state dinner which will be
boring as shit. I heard Lieutenant Perry say something about your screwing
Stalin last night and that you saw Hitler's burned body. That sounds far more
interesting than the crap I'll have to listen too."
"It's not a story, Mr. President, we did have sex with Stalin last night,"
said Briana. "We snuck away after he went to sleep. We came here and your
Marines were kind enough to hide us in exchange for our having sex with them. We
hope they haven't gotten in trouble over us. Sergeant Reno taught us how to do
round the world."
"That part I think I can confirm. Joe told me this morning that he had the
best night's sleep since the war started. He credited two young German females
that had since disappeared. He said Marshall Zhukov had discovered their sexual
talents and sent them to him as a gift. He told me that he was searching
everywhere for them. Somehow in the middle of the night, they escaped from the
Ceciluhoff."
"That's not exactly true. Beria kidnapped us from Marshall Zhukov. He brought
us to Stalin to prove that Zhukov was harboring war criminals. Stalin upbraided
Beria for what he did. Beria left very angry last night. If he captures us, he
will execute us," said Briana.
"Seems you girls had quite an adventure. I want to hear the story from the
beginning. If the part about you being in Hitler's bunker at the Reich
Chancellery is true, I want to hear every detail. Stalin told me they couldn't
find Hitler's body but Stalin is a lying son-of-a bitch."
"Mr. President, perhaps the young ladies should dress before we start. It's
not entirely appropriate they are nude with the President of the United States,"
advised Captain Jenkins.
"I like them just the way they are. Please don't interrupt again, Captain.
Now, let's begin with your names, girls."
It took almost two and a half hours for Briana and Ingrid to relate the entire
story. Briana let Ingrid tell the story of her being raped in the city square
after her unit surrendered. Briana translated Ingrid's part into English. The
President asked a number of questions about Hitler's last days in the bunker. It
was 8:30 when they finished.
When Briana began the part about her bargain with Lieutenant Perry, she showed
the President the schedule that the Sergeant provided her earlier in the day.
"Amazing, you two sweet little girls took care of my Marine guard detachment.
No wonder they all look so relaxed and happy," said the President looking at the
typed schedule.
"So although Captain Jenkins was correct in referring to us a prostitutes, it
was something we were forced to do," said Briana.
"Corporal Reno taught us the 'around the world'," added Ingrid.
"I bet he did and enjoyed the hell out of doing it," said the President.
"It's hard to believe looking at you, Briana, that you had a documented eighty
six kills, you must be quite a marksperson," said the President.
"The instructor at the school said I had a gift," said Briana.
"She scored the second highest ever at the school. It came so easy for her,"
said Ingrid.
"According to Joe, there's another thing you two are naturals at," said the
President shaking his head.
"Captain, I'm now thirty minutes late for dinner. That British prick, Atlee,
will be having a fit because I left him alone with Stalin. You are to conduct
these young ladies to my quarters. I am personally taking responsibility for
their safety. The First Lady would never forgive me if I didn't do everything
possible to keep them from harm."
"Yes, Mr. President," answered Captain Jenkins.
"Make sure they get a nice dinner. I want you to figure out a way they can
leave tomorrow with us. They'll need some kind of disguise. They look to be the
same size as Commander Tate. Maybe we can smuggle them out as two female Naval
officers." The President spoke with a tone that he expected to be obeyed not
questioned.
"Yes, I sure Commander Tate has uniforms that can be made to fit," said the
Captain.
"Thank you very much, Mr. President," said both girls as the President stood
up to leave. Briana and Ingrid spontaneously threw their arms around his neck
and hugged and kissed him. The President patted both girls on their bare bottoms
and said; "I'll see you two girls later."
The President's quarters were only a few steps down the corridor. They were
obviously built for a royal personage. Briana noticed that Captain Jenkins
attitude toward her and Ingrid changed. She had become very protective. She was
to learn that people who were devoted and loyal to him surrounded the President.
Whatever Harry Truman wanted, they wanted.
As they walked the few steps to their destination, they passed Corporal Reno
and Corporal Pope in the corridor. The two Marines broke into a broad grin when
they saw the two girls.
"Wipe that shit eating grin off your faces, Corporals," barked Captain
Jenkins. Briana and Ingrid found themselves smiling at the exchange.
"Yes, Ma'am," responded the two with a salute.
Once inside the President's rooms, Captain Jenkins suggested the girls get a
bath while she had dinner brought in. The two girls spent considerable time in
the luxurious bathroom. They filled the enormous tub with hot water and climbed
in together. It wasn't long before the two of them were using their toes to
masturbate one another. They also splashed each other and began to laugh. They
were playing when Captain Jenkins entered the room.
"It's looks like dinner is going to be another hour. They're running late
because of the banquet. Mind if I join you? I've been stuck in this uniform all
day," said Captain Jenkins as she entered the room. The Captain didn't wait for
an answer but immediately began stripping off her uniform.
Briana estimated the Captain's age as forty something. Briana would have
described her figure as rubenesque. She wasn't fat just a large person with
broad shoulders, long arms, and large hands. What Briana did not know was that
Captain Jenkins was the highest-ranking female officer in the US Navy. She had
convinced the President that as soon as the war was over, he should integrate
the male and female components of each service. Briana watched as Captain
Jenkins removed her D cup size brassiere and immediately rubbed her sizeable
breasts.
"Too long in the harness, these puppies need to breathe," said the Captain who
next proceeded to unhook her stockings from her garter belt and slide down her
panties revealing a pubic area covered with a wide triangle of black curly hair.
In a few seconds, a fully nude Captain Jenkins was standing beside the tub
looking down at the two girls. Briana and Ingrid, although only fifteen had
learned enough in the last month to know that the Captain was looking for more
than to just get clean.
"I heard you too giggling in here, what are you doing?"
"We use our toes to play with each other's pussy. The one that has her orgasm
first loses. I always win. Briana climaxes if you look at her pussy, let alone
touch it with your big toe," said Ingrid laughing.
"That's not true. Please come in and play with us, Captain. Let's see how long
you last," said Briana moving to the same end of the tub as Ingrid.
"What are the rules?" asked the Captain as she slipped into the water.
"Spread your legs so we can touch your pussy with our toes. Take each nipple
in your fingers and pull and twist them as we use our toes to make you climax."
"And what do I do to you too?"
"Put your foot between our legs and use your toes to masturbate our clitoris,"
said Ingrid.
Captain Jenkins separated her feet and placed them up against the girl's
vagina. The girls adjusted her foot until their clitoris were between the
Captain's big and second toe. The Captain looked at the two beautiful girls as
they positioned their sex against her feet and began to move in a slight up and
down motion. "Damn, I don't blame Lieutenant Perry and his unit for fucking them
for a night and a day. They're absolutely gorgeous and seem crazy about anything
to do with sex. Jesus, fuck, I'm hot," thought the Captain as she felt one of
the girl's grab her clit between her toes while the other slipped a toe just
inside the opening of her vagina. The three women masturbated each other for a
few minutes before Briana climaxed.
"See, I was right. She always has the first orgasm. This morning, she climaxed
every time Corporal Reno stuck it in her," said Ingrid in a voice of triumph.
"I can't help it. I do have orgasms very quickly. Maybe it's something I will
grow out of, as I get older. May I suck your nipples, Captain?" asked Briana who
didn't wait for a response but moved down to the other end of the tub and placed
her mouth over the Captain's nipple and began to suck. Briana used her hand to
squeeze, twist, and pull the other nipple. It only took a moment for the Captain
to climax.
After that, they had Ingrid sit on the side of the tub as Briana and Captain
Jenkins licked her clitoris and pussy until she climaxed. The lesbian sex would
have probably continued for some time but the Captain announced that she heard
dinner arriving so they had better go in the other room and eat before it got
cold.
"Commander Tate brought two night gowns for you to wear," said the Captain
pointing to two very beautiful silk gowns and robes. The girls quickly donned
the gowns and went into the other room where Commander Susan Tate was helping
Ernie the cook set up dinner for four at a round table in the far corner of the
room.
"Hello Ernie," said Ingrid, "How do you like my gown?" Ingrid twirled around
to show Ernie.
"How do you know Ernie?" asked Captain Jenkins.
"We fucked him earlier today," said Briana matter of factly.
"You did, why?" asked an incredulous Captain Jenkins.
"To thank him for lunch," said Ingrid, "Dinner looks delicious Ernie, come by
whenever you want us?"
"That will not be necessary. You may leave, Ernest."
"Yes, Ma'am," said Ernie hurrying out of the room.
"In America, white women do not have sexual relations with Negroes," said
Captain Jenkins in a stern voice, "Furthermore, since you will be disguised as
female officers in the US Navy, you will not engage in intercourse with enlisted
men."
"But Ernie has this beautiful cock and it's longer that any of the Marines and
he can get hard right away after he climaxes. Plus he really knows how to slam
it into you and make you cum," responded Briana.
Briana's response caused Commander Tate to burst into laughter. Captain
Jenkins looked at Commander Tate sternly for a few seconds then she too burst in
laughter.
"Listen girls, tonight, you are going to be sleeping with the President of the
United States. That means you are going to have to behave like ladies. Oh hell,
how big was Ernie's cock? Bethea, one of the cooks at the White House told me it
was like having a black snake inside you," said Commander Tate continuing to
laugh.
Dinner was very convivial. Ingrid tried to speak only English. Her mistakes
occasioned more laugher. After dinner, the girls tried on uniforms provided by
Commander Tate.
"They're much prettier than what we wore in school," said Briana looking at
herself in the mirror.
"Or that awful Wermacht uniform they made us wear when we were snipers," added
Ingrid.
"I need to cut your hair. Female naval officers are expected to be neat. And
we have to teach you to salute American style. It wouldn't do to have you goose
step up to the President and shout 'Sieg Heil'. We better get busy," said the
Commander she removed a par of hair clippers from a leather case.
The four were just finishing up when the President returned. Ingrid and
Briana were dressed in the dark blue uniforms of Commanders in the US Navy.
"We should put you two on a recruiting poster. Every horny male in America
would be wanting to join the Navy," announced the President holding out his arms
for the girls to come to him. They rushed to the President and gave him a big
hug.
"Have my little darlings been playing dress up with Captain Jenkins and
Commander Tate?" asked the President as he bent over to kiss the two girls.
"Mr. President, the uniforms fit. The girls are tall enough to pull this off
with the right make-up," said Commander Tate.
"Briana, Ingrid, if you will excuse us, go into the bedroom and change for the
night. We have a few things we need to discuss with the President about walking
out of here tomorrow with half the Red Army watching," said Captain Jenkins
The girls had changed back into nightgowns when the President walked into the
large bedroom. He sat down in a large armchair by the fireplace. He gestured for
the girls to join him. They came over and climbed up into the chair with each
sitting on one knee.
"I want you to call me 'Daddy' when it's just the two of us. I'm going to take
you back home to the White House for a little visit. You can stay there with
Mrs. Truman and me until it's safe to return to Germany. You'll love Bess,
that's Mrs. Truman. She'll want you to call her 'Momma' although sometimes Bess
and I play a little switch game about who are the Momma and Daddy. Is that all
right?" asked the President.
Briana and Ingrid squealed a "yes" and kissed the President.
"You'll also have a big sister, Margaret, that our daughter. The three of you
can play together," said the President.
"We'll call her, Sis," said Briana.
"I think Captain Jenkins and Commander Tate have everything worked out about
tomorrow. You will just need to stay alert and do exactly as you're old."
"Yes, Daddy," responded both girls.
"Now let's get to bed, Daddy's had a long day."
The girls carefully undressed the President. They climbed up on the large bed
and used their mouths on his ears, lips, nipples, cock and balls to get him
hard. Ingrid repeated her toe-sucking act she first used on Stalin.
"That tickles, Daddy's never had his toe's sucked," laughed the President.
Briana grabbed the other foot. Both girls sucked his big toes before they
moved up to his cock. Once the President's cock was hard, Briana inserted it
into her pussy as she straddled him. Briana got her feet directly underneath her
hips so she was squatting over his dick as she eased it inside her wet and hot
hole.
"Oh, that feels good Daddy, you just fill your little girl up with your big
hard cock," said Briana.
"Does Daddy want to lick my pussy while Briana's fucking his big cock?" asked
Ingrid.
"You bet I do. Come up here, sweetie. Let Daddy lick that creamy little twat
of yours. Can you give me just a little squirt to wet my whistle?"
Ingrid looked questionably at Briana who translated in German that she should
dribble a small amount of urine unto the President's mouth.
"Open wide, here it comes," said Ingrid in heavily accented English as she
pissed a small stream of golden urine into the open mouth of the President.
"That tastes delicious. Best tasting piss anyone ever peed in Daddy's mouth."
Briana focused all her energy on using the muscles lining the walls of her
cunt to apply pressure to the President's cock. It was a pull up and squeeze
down action as she forced the President's cock inside as far as it would go then
slowly raised her body using her thigh muscles all the time pulling her abdomen
in and upward to maximize the pressure on the President's cock.
"Jesus Fucking Christ, this is what I call fucking. Ain't no pussy this good
in Independence, Missouri," breathed out the President.
After the President climaxed for the first time, the girls spent some time
getting him erect again. They propped the President's butt up on two pillows so
his rear was exposed. Briana positioned herself so she could use her mouth on
his asshole while Ingrid sucked his cock. When he was hard, Briana made an
announcement.
"Ingrid want you to fuck her in the ass."
"Let's do it dog style. That way you can keep sucking my asshole while I fuck
Ingrid's butt. Use your mouth to get her butt hole wet and ready," suggested the
President.
Ingrid kept sucking the President's cock as she presented her butt to Briana
who promptly attacked her rectum with the intent of making it wet and slippery
so the President's cock could slide in. Moments later, Briana was guiding his
erect member inside Ingrid's anal ring. Ingrid clamped her ring tight once the
President's cock was inside.
"That's a tight ass. Now get behind me, Briana, and give Daddy's hole a tongue
bath," said the President.
Briana went to work on the President's asshole as he pounded his cock into a
moaning and sweating Ingrid. Ingrid kept repeating, "ass fuck me, Daddy, ass
fuck your baby girl," over and over as Harry screwed her butt. Briana was proud
of Ingrid in that the phase did not contain a hint of a German accent.
Several times, Harry directed Briana to come forward to where she could suck
his cock when he jerked it out of Ingrid's butt.
"Look at Daddy's pretty little girl lick the shit off his dick," said the
President as he pulled his brown streaked cock out of Ingrid's pulsating hole
and plunged it into Briana's eager lips.
"That's it, baby, eat her shit and tell Daddy how good it tastes then give
Daddy a kiss so he can taste it too."
"Oh, it's good shit, here Daddy taste it," said Briana as she brought her
brown stained lips up to the President's and gave him a hungry, torrid kiss that
transferred a small amount of Ingrid's shit to his mouth. Briana would then grab
the President's cock and re-insert it in Ingrid butt hole and return to using
her mouth to lick and suck the President's asshole.
The anal sex continued on in that manner until the President climaxed inside
Ingrid's rectum.
"Let me watch you suck my spunk out of Ingrid's open ass hole as I go to
sleep," said a weary but happy President relaxing back on a pillow. Briana
positioned her mouth on the still open ass hole and slowly sucked a mouthful of
cum and shit from her hole. She opened her mouth to show the President that
there was a full mouthful of brown streaked semen.
"Damn, that was worth winning the war for," said the President as he went to
sleep.
He fell sound asleep after his second orgasm. The two girls quietly had oral
sex until they both climaxed. After that they curled up on both sides of Harry
Truman and fell asleep.
The following morning was tense as Briana and Ingrid stood in the third row of
the US military formation drawn up to participate in the closing ceremonies of
the conference. Briana's shortened blonde curls were hidden under the cap of a
US Navy Commander. Commander Tate was standing between the two girls. Captain
Jenkins was directly in front of them in the second row.
Briana watched as the President mounted the dais and shook hands with Stalin
and the British Prime Minister, Clement Atlee. The worst moment came when Stalin
looked out over the assembled formation. He casually scanned the small group
then did a double take as his stare focused on Briana and Ingrid. He looked
directly at the girls. Then he leaned over and said something to the President.
The President laughed and placed his hand on Stalin's shoulder, as he shook his
head "No". Stalin then reached inside a pocket, took something out and handed it
to the President. President Truman looked at the small object as Stalin
explained what it was.
Later in the limousine taking the President to the airport, he leaned over to
the girls and said, "Joe must have really liked you girls. He said I could have
Poland if I gave you back."
"What did you reply?" asked Ingrid.
"I told him that he'd have to throw in Hungary and Rumania to make it worth my
while. Like I would ever thrust the word of that son-of-a-bitch. He did give me
something for you, Briana." The President handed her the small notebook where
she recorded her kills.
"I guess the part about you being a sniper with eighty-six confirmed kills is
no bullshit. I must say I'm impressed. Is that your boyfriend?" asked the
President referring to the snapshot that Briana had removed from the notebook.
"Actually, I've never met him. I was to be bred with him on my sixteenth
birthday. He's probably dead. I haven't heard from him in months."
The President's party flew out of the still damaged aerodrome at Templehof.
American construction battalions were working furiously to fully repair the
runways, hangars, and passenger terminals. A large escort of fighters
accompanied the President's plane on the flight to LeHarve in France. There they
boarded the heavy cruiser USS Augusta for the voyage across the Atlantic. The
Augusta was a brand new warship, very fast and very well armed. Briana and
Ingrid found they shared a small cabin with Commander Tate and Captain Jenkins.
Presidential party or not, the Augusta was a warship and crew's quarters were
cramped and spare. There were four bunk beds in the room where the girls were to
sleep. As soon as the President was on board, there was to be a short ceremony
on the aft deck. Briana watched as President Truman sat down at a table with
representatives of the newly formed French government. Briana recognized the
tallest of the French representatives as General Charles deGaulle.
