A Fantasy No More
By timmack
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There was a woman in the water.
I thought. "I'd better call the Bridge and tell
them."
I was about to turn for the Bridge.
But I thought to myself.
"Her arms are waving at me and beckoning me to come in the
water with her."
She had a radiant smile and when I looked further, I realised
that she was wearing no clothes. She had the most beautiful body that I
had ever seen.
After months at sea, the site of a beautiful womans breasts
were wonderful. I felt like jumping in the water to rescue her. But I
knew we had a protocal for such things and I knew I had to get a grip
on myself.
I thought to myself. "Oh my God. I'm having a mermaid fantasy. Of
course she can't be real. After all were a thousand miles from the
nearest land and thats even a long swim for a mermaid."
I knew deep down that she couldn't be real, but I wanted her
to be real. I needed her to be real. After months at sea without a
woman, I was going to enjoy the sight of her regardless if she was real
or not.
I thought. "I have to keep my wits about me."
But, I couldn't help but stare. She kept waving her arms at
me and revealing the most perfect breasts I had ever seen.
Just then my shipmate Don appeared. He said to me.
"You see it to. Don't you?"
I said. "Tell me first what you see."
Don shouted out. "I see Jesus."
I asked. "Are you seeing Jesus as a Woman or as a
Man?"
Don replied. "Everyone knows Jesus is a Man."
I replied back. "I like to keep an open mind on that
subject."
Don just laughed and said. "Man, you're whipped."
I thought to myself. "Who knows what's really out there, if anything?
But for sure, we all need to hit a port soon. If I'm seeing mermaids,
the entire crew has to be crackers by now. Maybe guys like I and Don,
were really the lucky ones. Maybe each of us seeing what we wanted to
see would keep us sane."
A few weeks later, we hit a port at last. I went to Jesse's
Cafe to unwind and have a decent meal. Jesse was sort of my little
secret. She was a girl that could really cook and she always made you
feel at home.
I glanced up as I noticed the Cafe door open. A woman with
the most fantastic body that I had ever seen, walked through the
door.
I thought to myself. "I've only seen that ravashing a woman
once before and it was in my recent mermaid fantasy."
As I poured my beer, I noticed that the ravishing mermaid was
walking over to me. She had a very sexy blouse on and she had plenty of
opened buttons showing off the cleavage of her magnificent
breasts.
I felt sheer delight as I watched her breasts bounce as she
walked. Looking down I noticed she was wearing a very short and tight
skirt. She moved like a sex machine. She was 100% certified pure
woman.
She smiled and said. "I've seen you on
television."
I smiled back and said. "Thank you for the compliment, but
I'm not an actor, I'm just a Sailor."
She said yes. "The Yankee Sailor that said eh seven times on
Japanese television."
I laughed and said. "Oh, you saw that eh."
She said. "Yes. I'm a reporter and I tried to talk with you soon after
I watched the news clip. You made my fantasy change
flags."
I asked? "Change flags?"
She said. "Yes. Before that news clip, I had always
envisioned a rustic Canadian Sailor in my fantasy, but you changed all
that."
I laughed and said to her. "I recently had a mermaid fantasy
that looked just like you."
She laughed and said. "Wow, you just topped any other line I
ever heard. Why do you sound so Canadian?"
I explained to her. "Since the day I was born, there was a Canadian
family from Newfoundland that lived next door to me. My family and
theirs were very close and I picked up an enormous amount of their
words and manerisms without realising it."
She said. "I find your voice incredibly
sexy."
"Thank you." I said, as her sexy talk was now giving me a
throbbing erection.
She asked. "Why didn't the Navy want anyone to interview
you?"
I explained to her. "That I had no idea that the TV cameras
were rolling and I had no clearance to say what I said. Someone had
asked me to say a few words for their scrap book. And thats all I
thought I was doing."
She said. "No wonder the interview was so good. Thats why it went off
as being so natural."
I thought to myself. "Oh baby. Do I ever feel like getting
all natural with you. Months at sea without a woman and now I'm sitting
here talking. Oh, I don't want to really have a conversation with you
right now. I just want to make love to you. Oh, yeah, lets just go
somewhere private."
I told her. "The press may have liked it. But it didn't do
much for my Naval Career. I was told that they got a very angry call
from Washington and blamed me for setting our relations back about ten
years with the Soviet Union."
I thought to myself. "What the hell am I doing. Why am I
talking about the Russians to her? Screw the Russians. I haven't had
anything in months."
She laughed and said. "Oh yes. I can see why Washington may have been
upset. That clip of you pointing to the North and saying that Japan and
the US must stay unified as long as there is that evil empire to the
North."
I said to her. "Look, this is all of the
record."
She smiled and said, "I understand."
Just then Jesse brought over her plate, and asked. "Would you
rather have it at this table?"
She said. "Do you mind?"
I replied. "Of course not, I always keep this table reserved
for my favorite mermaids."
As we talked, I realized that my mermaid, was not only ravishing, but
she was also quite brilliant, very political and had a sense of humor
and wit, that was very unique. I went for her, hook, line and sinker.
All my little worries about Jimmy Carter and the Russians
were quickly fading away. Then she pulled her chair back and crossed
her legs. She had the sexiest legs I had ever seen. I couldn't even
imagine sexier legs in a wet dream as nice as hers.
As she crossed her legs, her skirt rode up her legs and revealed a
beautiful pair of thighs. Then she leaned back in the chair and I could
notice her blouse tugging at her very beautiful breasts. Then she
uncrossed her legs and leaned back some more on the chair while letting
her legs spread out wide from her skirt, further revealing her very
firm and sexy thighs.
As her skirt rode further up her legs, I told her. "I can't help but
stare at your beautiful thighs. This my first day in port after being
out a few months."
She smiled and seemed pleased and thanked me for the
compliment. Then she leaned over and placed her hand on my knee and
said. "Your quite a treat yourself."
I laughed and said. "Ah, I bet you say that to all your
sailors."
Suddenly she bent down to take something out of her bag. As
she bent over I got a birds eye view of her very shapley breasts.
She pulled a pen out of her bag and said. "You've got to
write your ships phone number down for me."
I watched as the pen fell out of her hand and on to my lap.
As she reached for the pen on my lap, her fingers brushed my lap. She
didn't say anything, but I noticed she had quite a smile on her
face.
She turned and said to me. "I know this very remote part of the beach
where I take all my Sailors. Would you like to see it?"
I said sure. "I would love to see it."
It was truely a beautiful and romantic spot. As I gazed into
her eyes I gently pressed my lips on hers. After a few short seconds, I
realised that her lips were as hungry for mine my lips were for
hers.
As I put my arms around her and felt her breasts press
against my chest, it felt wonderful again to smell a womans sweet
perfume.
She twirled her tongue around mine as I drove my tongue deep
inside her mouth. I unbuttoned her blouse and started to kiss her upper
breasts as I felt her hands unbuttoning my shirt. I unfastened her bra
as she bit sharply into my neck.
Her breasts felt wonderful to touch. They were firm and
nicely shaped. As I started to swirl my tongue around her nipples, I
could feel her hands unbuckling my belt.
We dressed and then took a wonderful walk, hand in hand on the beach as
the full Moon reflected off the water. I had found my fantasy mermaid
and she had found her fantasy sailor.
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