Brianna-Leah Usn Pilot

Brianna-Leah USN Pilot

A short Story by Brianna-Leah

It happened in 1991 in Las Vegas, Nevada at the Las Vegas Himmelfarb Hotel. Brianna-Leah had been interested in flying for a long time. She had applied for US Navy pilot training school after graduating with her private pilot's license. Happily, she was accepted into the program. She made some nice girlfriends Cassie and Adriana who were also in the program. She wanted to fly the A-10 Warthog - a ferocious attack aircraft.

She was invited to go to the "Tailhook" conference in Las Vegas which was held every September for US Navy and Marine pilots. There were the usual information sessions for pilots but also lots of celebrating especially at night. Celebrating is putting it mildly. Tailhook became notorious for alcohol fuelled hi-jinx. Brianna-Leah had never been to it and didn't know much about it. Every squadron had its hospitality room where sometimes things got a little out of hand.

Saturday was a big day. She attended some presentations during the day. Then a big dinner at night and then everyone went carousing in the suites after. Brianna-Leah had a couple of drinks after dinner then decided to join the rest of the young pilots in the third floor hospitality suites. Nobody was in uniform and she wore her pink miniskirt with black pantyhose that was always a hit with the guys. Her tight fitting top showed off her more than ample bosom too. She knew she looked pretty and her long blonde hair seemed especially sensual that night. She looked for Cassie and Adriana but they were nowhere to be found.

The elevator door opened on the third floor of the Himmelfarb Hotel where all the hospitality suites were. She was surprised to see that about 30 men lined both sides of the corridor. Most looked to be in various stages of inebriation. They all smiled and some began their catcalls. She began walking down the hall but didn't get very far. She giggled as arms encircled her and fondled her breasts and her derriere. She felt kisses on her bare shoulders and soon her arms were grabbed on each side and she was passed down the hall. Her breasts were mauled by them but she tried to take it in stride giggling as she was moved down the hall.

However, soon her legs were grabbed and she was held aloft then she felt fingers under her skirt right up to her crotch. They probed her womanhood. Her skirt was pulled down and soon her pantyhose were pulled down. Now she was held tighter as the crowd chanted "Strip Brianna-Leah. Strip Brianna. Strip her. Strip her." She was caught in what they called "The Gauntlet". She had to run it and accept what they would dish out. There was no going back now. She was good natured about it as these were largely her colleagues. She giggled loudly as they passed her down the Gauntlet. She feigned being upset and said, "You guys are manhandling me!" She giggled uncontrollably as hands grabbed the waist band of her skirt.

She had not prepared for this. Now her skirt was pulled off and one man started waving it around like a flag. Soon her pantyhose and then panties came off. Her white, silky panties were passed along with each trainee pilot giving them the smell test burying their noses in the vag part where they could smell her vaginal mucous. Now she began to protest. "You guys give me back my panties. Give me back my panties." But they were long gone making the rounds down the hall. They were sniffed so hard there could scarcely be any of her scent left. Her top was pulled off and only her bra remained on.

Fortunately, she thought to herself, she had just finished her period so no tampon was in her vagina. That would have been embarrassing. But then something else was. The cry went up "Finger fuck her, finger fuck Brianna." Then it started, she felt hands between her legs and fingers probing her pubic hair. Her labia were opened and first one finger entered her vagina. Then tbree, then four. She was passed further down the hall where her bra came off (to cries of "show us your tits, show us your tits") and somebody mauled her breasts squeezing them hard so that she yelped. There were so many hands on her groping her womanhood, her breasts, her bottom, faces trying to kiss her lips.

They hauled her into one of the hospitality suites and placed her on a table that was about waste high. She was now a little worried and pleaded with them to let her go. She didn't even know where her clothes were anymore. They ignored her cries. She heard herself saying "Let me go you guys, let me go". But then the hands caressed her breasts and vaginal area and she began moaning. Loudly. She said to no one in particular, "Let me go you guys, let me go". But now she didn't sound very convincing at all. It sounded like her voice but in a far off dreamy place she occasionally let herself go to.

They weren't going to let her go. Not for awhile anyway. Brianna-Leah was held by two men at each wrist high above her head. Another two held her at the ankles with her legs wide apart. Her womanhood was placed at the edge of the table so that a man standing could easily enter her vagina. Now she wanted to scream "You Bastards. You bloody Bastards". But the words wouldn't come out. Not at all. Fingers entered her vagina and she heard herself say, "Oh My God, YES, YES, YES."

One of the men said "See Brianna wants it, she really wants it." Then they started chanting "Give it to her. Give it to her." Now she was giggling again. She loved getting attention from men. She really loved it. But this was quit a departure from the norm. She knew what was coming next and was completely given in to wanton sensuality. She was totally naked in front of 50 men in a hotel hospitality suite held down on a table and about to be penetrated by an aviator's stiff penis. Or was she?

Brianna-Leah's shapely hips and womanhood beckoned them all. She had plenty of downy, blonde pubic hair that framed her already moist vagina and all the guys there strained to get at least one finger into her womanhood. Some went back for seconds. By now she had been entered by dozens of fingers and multiples of them. She loved having sex but had never had it like this being taken by a randy bunch of drunken airmen on a table top while everyone watched.

She broke one leg and one arm free momentarily and kicked and fought like a tigress. She felt she couldn't give in to them without a fight, or at least a semblance of a fight. Her leg caught her fellow officer on the side of the face knocking him over while her windmilling arm caught someone else square in the cheek. Maybe she shouldn't have done that.

Brianna-Leah was not tamed but she was brought under control so that she couldn't move. She was pinned on the table while fellow aviators drank, cussed and thought of what they would do to her. After she had hit them, a riding crop with a large flap of leather at the tip was produced. The guy she had kicked took aim with the crop at her lovely, creamy white thighs. He brought it down hard with a loud "swish" on the inside of her thigh. She screamed. Then again he thrashed the inside of her thigh. Two bright red welts appeared.

They held her tightly and a third stroke landed the full length of her upper thigh with the flap landing squarely on her sweet vaginal labia. She screamed as loud as she could and now was sobbing loudly. "You bastards" she said as a fourth stroke striped her tender thigh right to the vulva. Another 21 strokes followed as hard as the first four. Brianna-Leah sobbed loudly now from the harsh strokes. Strangely she felt a peacefulness come over her and now she knew if she could withstand this she could withstand anything the enemy could dish out to her. And she knew what was in store for her next.

The man who had just whipped her now took his position between her legs. Nude from the waste down he was already nicely erect and precum dripped from the tip. All thick eight inches of him now threatened Brianna-Leah's womanhood. His glans was a large mushroom cap. She heard someone say "Blindfold her". She was now blindfolded so as not to know who was in her. She felt his large glans entering her vulva. Slowly but firmly he pushed it into her vagina. She couldn't help but let out a deep, loud moan as she was penetrated. She moaned "Oh God, Yes. Please give it to me."

The guys crowded around her shouted out an approving "Yeah, Yeah Brianna" and "She loves it she loves it." She felt him grab her at her hips to resist the thrusts. He held her hips tightly so all she could do was lie there and take the thrusts and moan. Now he started in earnest with powerful strokes almost coming out of her before plunging once again all the way into her as far as her cervix. Her big beautiful breasts swung violently back and forth as he stroked in and out of her sex. She could hear them cheering him on with "Give it to her man". She heard glasses clinking in unison, in celebration as she softly moaned. Above all she felt the thrusting, the ravishing of her womanhood, the sting of the welts on the inside of her thigh. Now his thrusts came shorter and she heard him moaning loudly. Then it all stopped as he orgasmed deep inside her. A huge cheer went up from the crowd. "Way to go Bro, Good Man."

He was pulled out of her only so the next aviator could take Briana-Leah. The crowd said "Wait you have to whip her first." And they all cheered loudly. Twenty five strokes of the crop marked the inside of her other thigh. Her screams were stifled by her panties that had been stuffed into her mouth as a gag. She wondered when all this would end. Her mind raced, "How will I ever get out of here?"

Now she was taken again and he was much more aggressive thrusting hard while he held her hips. Quickly he closed in on his orgasm with short strokes pounding into her vulva. He was stimulating her clitoris hard and she was nearing orgasm herself. She shook as they both came at the same time with him pumping his semen directly against her cervix and his groin rubbing against her vulva and clitoris. The crowd cheered loudly. "Semper Fi, Semper Fi, Bro".

And so it went with another dozen men having carnal knowledge of her. Finally they let her up and semen streamed down her lashed, welted thighs. She stood totally nude in front of fifty drunken airmen fourteen of whom had taken her vaginally. Brianna-Leah started looking around for her clothes. As she tried to put her panties on she was grabbed again. Her lovely female derriere was too much for some of the men.

She was held again but this time bent over the table with her bottom prominently displayed. The riding crop found its mark again leaving a red stripe from one cheek to the other. Then again, as hard as he could give the stroke and she yelped as the crop bit hard into her tender bottom. Brianna-Leah felt that strange but wonderful feeling wash over her again as she put up no resistance and let herself be ass-whipped. She wanted to say, "Stop", but it came out "Whip me, whip me harder".

Now her unseen assailant warmed to his task and the strokes came hard and fast. Brianna struggled as the strokes bit into her derriere but she could not avoid the stripes. She didn't have to say "harder" -- they couldn't be given any harder! After 75 strokes her shapely buttocks were beautifully marked. The whipping ended and she was held firmly still. She cried softly her mascara long ago washed down her cheeks and her eyeliner smeared and then she felt it. She was being lubricated anally then she was taken from behind. She had never had anal intercourse and she screamed as he entered her. She wasn't used to it so it hurt her when he took her anally. He was not violent but he did penetrate her fully.

After a couple of minutes she began to enjoy it. They were still holding her in position but she had stopped crying now and raised her derriere to meet his thrusts. Quickly he came in her with a shuddering climax. By now she was exhausted. Such was her introduction to Tailhook and running "The Gauntlet".

Much later a more senior officer came by and saw Brianna-Leah's state of undress and guessed what had happened. By now she at least had her panties and bra on. He scooped her up in his strong arms and asked where her room was. He carried her down to the next level and into her room. Her vagina was aching and her thighs and bottom were stinging but when she saw the Colonel standing in front of her in her own room she sank to her knees and unzipped him and pulled out his lovely already stiff manhood. She kissed the glans erotically like she was kissing a lover's mouth and all she said was "I love the taste".