Hot Doctor Erotica Story Collection

by Lucie Lickstaff

  “You have nothing to fear, my love.” Her fiancé smiled at her. “You are not at fault… this defiler alone is on trial for his treachery.”

  “Harsh words, Captain.” Reeves finally spoke up. “And given the severity of your charges, I must break my oath as a medical practitioner never to divulge what goes on between doctor and patient, to clear my name.”

  “By all means, Doctor.” The cavalry man sneered, looking all around at the expectant faces in the ballroom. “What ever untruths you may…”

  “Silence, man.” Amondsham growled. “And let us hear his defense to your abominable charge.”

  “Thank you, My Lord.” Reeves kept his composure, though internally he felt the urge to scream and run. “If I may, there are many things that govern us in this life, things that we do not understand and things that we take for granted. Sometimes these things remind us of how wrong we are and help teach us new ways to keep our lives prosperous.”

  Munro snorted but was ignored by everyone. Their attention was locked on to Reeves alone.

  “As you know, there are many secrets… that nature hides in her bosom.” The young doctor went on with a smile, “And sometimes someone fortunate enough is blessed with the opportunity to tap into those secrets, so that someone may help improve the quality of our short lives. I consider myself as one such someone.”

  A soft murmur hovered all around for a while and he waited for it to settle.

  “Now to elaborate further on my recent cases concerning the young women of fair Kenton Town.” He smiled at Annabelle and Gwendolyn in turn. “Unseen elements in the atmosphere have affected some of them at the hormonal level. A field of study that I am fortunately a student of. Aye, not yet a master, but a fairly good student… and I am ever grateful to these ladies, and not their afflictions, mind you, to help me enhance my expertise on the subject matter.”

  “We have understood you so far, Doctor…” Lady Amondsham inquired. “But tell us what is it that you do to cure this strange illness to be mistaken as activities most immoral.”

  “Pardon me, My Lady. I was about to.” He bowed. “Nature has provided the cure for such ailments in the form of natural tuberous legumes. Yes, common vegetables that we eat.”

  A buzz went around the room and then quickly settled. Reeves stole a glance at Selene at the back of the room, getting courage to implement the plan she had suggested to him not too long ago.

  “Yes, such tuberous fruit and vegetables as the plantain, cucumber and aubergine have medicinal properties that counter the strange disease when administered in the highest level of hormonal activity in the female body, the oral cavity and the genitalia.”

  An even louder buzz went around the room, a few giggles and sniggers drifted up to him and he couldn’t help smiling. He restrained himself from looking at Annabelle and Gwendolyn, assured that they would be laughing and were he to look upon them; their mirth would not allow him to keep a straight face.

  “Ahem.” Lord Amondsham cleared his throat. “Strange are the ways of nature.”

  “Indeed, my Lord.” Reeves nodded, relieved that his ruse was being accepted by the gathering.

  “So we have now a better understanding,” Lady Hamilton-Bradshaw announced, glaring at Munro. “I should say that Doctor Reeves has, at the risk of being excommunicated from the medical fraternity, broken his sworn oath and cleared his unsullied name to satisfy your baseless curiosity.”

  “If you were to take his word for it in such a relenting manner.” Munro puffed his chest. “I am not as convinced as you. I demand for a demonstration to prove such a claim.”

  “How dare you, Sir?” The tall man seated beside Lady Hamilton-Bradshaw stormed. “Are you perhaps insane to suggest that the good doctor perform a contagious medical procedure before an audience?”

  “Preposterous!” Amondsham and Lady Hamilton-Bradshaw cried in unison.

  “Such behavior calls for public recantation of your station, Captain Munro…” The tall man warned. “Be careful where you tread, young man.”

  “I acknowledge your caution, Colonel Hathaway.” Munro nodded to the irate man. “Yet what I ask for is not unreasonable, as Doctor Reeves claims he does nothing wrong. And this uncommon disease, by his own admission, does nothing to a man… and we shall be safe as spectators to such an act then. ”

  “And who do you suppose would volunteer, among our fair lasses, to make a spectacle for your amusement, Captain.” Hathaway demanded, clenching his fist. His own daughter, the fair Julia, had recently been attended to by Reeves and Munro’s insinuation had him on edge.

  “And whom do we know suffers from this affliction now?” Amondsham asked, flinching at the thought of his own Annabelle under such strange treatment.

  “You need not fear for that, my Lords and Ladies.” Reeves raised his hands. “I have no reason to deny you a demonstration. The healing process is natural and does affect the patient negatively if they do not suffer from the ailment. I will give you a demonstration this evening, for a few moments, at my office and fear not, I will not call upon any of your fair daughters or fiancées to assist me. Selene shall partake in the demonstration, she who has been of assistance to me in curing some of my patients, including my very first patient - his Lordship.”

  “I would rather you demonstrate on another… perhaps my Gwendolyn.” Munro gritted his teeth.

  “Jackson, you have insulted me more than I have ever been in my life this night.” The young Lady Belfour shrieked. “I shall be informing Papa about this, and you would consider yourself fortunate if he even allows you to take my name henceforth.”

  “Enough, Munro.” Amondsham snarled. “You shall have the demonstration you require and nothing more. And after this we will have a serious discussion, long into the night, concerning your future.”

  His bluff called, Munro seethed with rage. He was sure that the Doctor was sexually pleasuring most of the young women of Kenton Town. Why couldn’t anyone else see that? Oh, he would attend the demonstration, and he would demand for things he knew the doctor would be hard pressed to show. His hand was almost on Reeves’ jugular, and he relished the idea of tightening his grip.

  A half hour’s ride later, Reeves and Selene were at his office by the Town Council. Styrice had done what he was instructed by Selene about an hour ago. The handyman kept outdoing his resourcefulness time and again. Reeves grinned at the sack of fruit and vegetables carefully stacked by the examination table in his office and turned to face Selene.

  She looked breathtakingly beautiful in her red dress and white hood. He held he hand and kissed it. It had been a while since he was with her. He looked into her sparkling emerald eyes and got reminded of the first day he had seen her. Oh, what a day that was.

  “Are you all right with this, my love?” He whispered.

  “I would not have suggested so if I felt otherwise.” She smiled at him, tracing a finger over his thin lips.

  “You will be naked before many men.”

  “Not something I an unaccustomed to.” She laughed, silver bells making his heart leap.

  “I hear them approaching.”

  “Yes, the sooner this is done, the better… for us.” She said, brushing her lush lips against his.

  “Come, let us prepare for this demonstration…” He said, a bit nervously. “I hope these things do not pose much discomfort for you.”

  “Oh, I am accustomed to such things.” She smiled, gently cupping his crotch. “And of things even bigger.”

  “Oh, Selene.” He moaned, reaching for her.

  “Doctor, compose yourself.” She whispered sharply. “They are here, at the door.”

  Six men entered the small office. Amondsham, Hathaway, three others of influence and of course the prosecutor, Munro. They gathered around the examination table and Reeves dimmed the lights. Selene dropped her robes nonchalantly. Completely naked before the seven men, she laid herself down on the table.

  “Thank you for gracing me with your presence
, my Lords.” Reeves bowed. “I will make this as brief as possible to not humiliate the young lady more than she has already been.”

  “By all means, Doctor.” Amondsham growled. “Be as brief as possible.”

  “Yes, to begin with, I will use this common salad fruit, a green cucumber. I will cut off the tip and present it, with its natural healing juice flowing to the patient’s mouth. She must ingest some of the juice and try and suck more out of it. Next, while she is ingesting the healing juice of the cucumber, we will cut this lemon in two and place the halves over her bosom, like so.”

  He paused to look at his captive audience. Their eyes were glued to Selene’s heaving breasts as she sucked on the cucumber. He knew they were in various states of arousal and decided to raise the bar a little.

  “I will squeeze the lemons over her bosom, so that the fresh cleansing juice will soothe the germs that have manifested over the hormonal discharge from her swollen nipples.”

  To accentuate his actions, Selene began to moan lustfully. He heard the men shuffling their feet, obviously trying to get their own hormonal juices in control.

  ‘And now, as the patient continues with the treatment to her maw and bosom, I will take this marvelous gourd and cut it in half… it is rich in natural cleansing microbes and must be applied in the genitalia of the afflicted patients.”

  He heard a few gasps mingling with Selene’s from the watching men as he placed the lengthy gourd over her lush pussy. He noted that she was already wet. It seemed she was enjoying herself more than he or the others were. Her moans grew louder and she reached for the gourd, pushing it further inside her.

  “Oh, Doctor… I feel so good.” She moaned, panting and gasping exaggeratedly.

  “Yes, it is working.” He wiped his hands on a towel. “As you can see, Gentlemen. She is in a state of complete euphoria, a necessary requirement for this cure.”

  “Oh, Doctor… you’re so good…” Selene’s voice trembled as her body shook on the table. “You’re so big… oh, fuck me… suck my breasts.”

  “The cure takes one into temporary delirium.” Reeves grinned at the others. “This is what your witness heard, Captain Munro… a simple misunderstanding… quite natural.”

  “Precisely, Doctor,” Amondsham nodded. “I have seen enough. I offer my sincerest apologies on behalf of my nephew… I will make further amends at a later time. Come, gentlemen, we have seen all there is to see.”

  “Indeed, my Lord.” Hathaway agreed, shaking Reeves’ hand. “You are a man of great talent and others lesser have always tried to bring such talent down. Thank you for your valuable time.”

  “The honor is mine, my Lords.” Reeves bowed. “Have a safe journey.”

  The several carriages pulled away and Reeves closed and locked the door. He sighed and turned toward the examination table. Selene was still stroking herself with the gourd.

  “They have gone. Your brilliant suggestion worked.” He walked up and caressed her full breast.

  “They believed every word.” She laughed. “Men. What fools!”

  “Yes, most of us are so.” He kissed her cheek tenderly.

  “But not you.” She kissed him back, tasting his lips.

  “Will you stay the night?” He moaned into her rich luxuriant hair.

  “I will not be missed until the morning.” She replied, nuzzling his neck with lust. “And all these fruit and vegetables have prepared me for the main course. I want my meat dish… now.”

  “Ready to be served, my love.” The slender young man grinned and dropped his trousers, letting his giant member bob furiously before her marveling eyes.

  She leaned back on the table and spread her legs out wide. His rigid cock slid into her well lubricated pussy easily and she gasped at the familiar sensation of fullness only his mammoth member could give her.

  “Oh, I have waited so long for this.” He moaned.

  “Much too long.” She laughed. “Or did you, truly?”

  “What do you mean, my love?” He looked into her moist eyes.

  “I hear you have been specially treating young ladies with strange methods.”

  “Indeed, I have. But all that is professional. This is pleasure.” He grunted, thrusting himself deeper into her warm smoothness.

  “Ah, then that is pardonable.” She moaned, clenching down on him hard.

  He grasped her curvy hips, pulling himself over her, until his face was buried into her soft, billowy breasts. He clung to her like a dog in heat, his whip lean body curved as he rammed his fifteen inches of hardness in and out of her welcoming hearth. Her moans of pleasure drove him on, his rhythmic thrusts, deep and long, matched her gasps and bouncing hips.

  “Oh, Bertie…” She whimpered. “Fuck me, fuck me hard.”

  His groans became animal-like grunts as he neared his orgasm. The sensation in his loins, building up and channeling through his hand-cannon-like shaft, was tormenting and pleasurable at the same time. He felt his knees buckle and the hot gush of her release triggered his own climax. He whimpered like a beaten cur as he emptied his reserves into the warm comforting enclosure of her being. Reeves held on to her, refusing to let go. She completed him, in so many ways. He wept, shivering against her softness as she caressed him, consoled him and gave him strength, guiding him into blissful oblivion.

  “It is over, the strange ordeal.” Selene said, as Reeves awoke in her arms the next morning.

  “I must be still dreaming.” He said groggily. “It is dawn and you are still here, naked in my arms.”

  “I have the day off, Bertie.” She smiled, kissing him. “What better way to spend a day than with my sweet Bertie.”

  “So I am your Bertie now.” He grinned, cupping her heavy breasts and jiggling them.

  “Who speaks of you?” She sneered, her hands possessively grabbing his hardening cock. “This is the Bertie I claim.”

  “And you shall have him, as much as you wish.”

  She lowered her head and kissed the surging erection, swirling her tongue over the red hot head. He closed his eyes and sighed. This was a life he could get accustomed to, even if he would have to suffer fools like Munro every once in while. He hoped Munro was kicked out of Kenton for good. Amondsham did promise something like so. It was a great shame for the Lord of Amondsham Estate to have his nephew engage in such foolery.

  Suddenly there was a rather loud thump on the door, and a voice called out his name. Selene leapt off him and reached for her garments almost at the same time he did. Who could than be? He wondered. Munro couldn’t have had enough courage to come after him all on his own now, could he?

  “Ho, there… open up.” The loud voice roared. “In the name of the law.”

  “The Law?” Reeves and Selene stared at each other in surprise.

  The hammering on the door went on as the young doctor collected his coat. “What does the law wish of me?”

  “Perhaps Munro has managed to convince them otherwise, despite our performance last night.” Selene took a deep breath, her ample bosom heaving.

  “Let me see what this is about, my love.” He kissed her lips. “Why don’t you hide here and slip away at a moment’s chance.”

  She nodded as he stepped up to the door and opened it. A large man in a lawman’s uniform stood staring down at him. It wasn’t Captain Shaw. It wasn’t anyone he could recognize.

  “Now look here, I am a man of the book, you cannot make such a row before my home.” He berated the man. “What do you want, sir?”

  “I have here a warrant for your arrest.” The lawman replied, glaring down at him.

  “What?” Reeves almost dropped his hat. “What ever do you mean? Who are you?”

  “I am sergeant Roscoe, Doctor Reeves, and I am here to escort you to the county prison.”

  “On what charge this time?” Reeves almost laughed out loud.

  “Misconduct and immoral behavior with your patients.”

  “What?” He shook with rage. “That was dealt with last n
ight. Did Munro put you up to this… where is Captain Shaw?”

  “The Captain is away on leave this week. I am in charge.” The man replied, with an air of importance.

  “Wait till Lord Amondsham hears of this, Sergeant Roscoe.” The young doctor shook his head in indignation.

  “Lord Amondsham himself issued the warrant.” Roscoe scratched his chin indifferently. “Please accompany me in a civil manner, I do not wish to use force.”

  “Lord Amondsham? … what ever for - you must be mistaken, sir.” Reeves stared at the larger man in disbelief.

  “Here is the warrant, Doctor.” The uniformed man held out an ornate scroll bearing a seal.

  Reeves felt a cold chill grip him. It was indeed a warrant of arrest signed and sealed by Lord Amondsham himself. It could have been a very good forgery, but who would dare such a thing. Even Munro was not that great a fool, was he?