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Subject: {ASSM} Rachael Goes to Washington (rache18us@yahoo.com) M/FF, BallBusting, President Clinton, Humor
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Disclaimer: This is a fictional account of fictionalized events based
on a fictional situation that did not occur a couple years ago. 
This is for adults only.
Originally titled "Lisa Goes to Washington" and posted on a blog site
under a pen name. Written June 1999 Minnesota


Rachael Goes To Washington
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.

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