by Naomi Penn
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“Bravo, girl.” Olivia Swede smiled wide into the phone she held. “We’re all here, in my basement, waiting for you. Drive safe.”
The tall, powerfully built brunette put her phone down and turned to the group of girls assembled in the cozy little room beside the heating system. She smiled at them and puffed her ample chest as she walked back to the group.
“Sounds like little April did it.” A bespectacled redhead grinned. “I hope she’s got all the details for us when she gets here.”
‘So she says, Jenna.” Olivia nodded. “And now it’s up to us to take this to the next level. What have you got, Jillian?”
The slender girl in pigtails grinned and pointed to her computer lap-top screen. “I’ve got all the names lined up. These snooty rich bitches are all connected somehow, with their own clique group.”
“Ah, yes.” Olivia had a wolfish smile on her lovely face. “The Murkgreeds are done. Now let’s do the Madsens and Callahans next, and then the Gordons. These four are the most obnoxious ones. The rest well work down later.”
“So who’s going next?” Jenna raised her brow.
“Let’s draw straws,” Jillian fished out a box of paper straws. “Come on, Darla, Jen, Liv, Raven, Britney, Chloe, Heather – draw one straw each, short draw wins.”
“Woo-hoo, this is going to be such fun.” Jenna grinned, pushing her spectacles upward and reaching for a straw.
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TEMPTATION TALES
Story 19
It was only two weeks until college and I finally felt like I had everything in order. I had packed what I needed and slowly I was ticking what was left off the long list I had prepared months earlier. After high school it was refreshing and kind of exciting to take on this brand new experience. I was comforted by the knowledge that I would be taking at least a few friends with me, the closest ones that I had.
We had all chosen the same college and, to our delight, we had all been accepted! It was the highlight of my summer, getting that acceptance letter only to find out Melanie and Ashley had come home to the same surprise.
“I got in!” I squealed over the phone. I could hear Mel gasp as she let the words tumble out of her mouth on the other end.
“Me too!” we already knew that our room mate situation was sorted, but that was not the only thing that needed sorting before we left. Our conversation soon progressed to more pressing matters.
“I know you haven't, you know, gone all the way with anyone yet,” she brought up gingerly, obviously referring to my less than eventful love life.
“I think before we go, you should maybe look into some proper birth control,” being much more promiscuous than myself, Mel was always trying to drag me over to the dark side. I was still a virgin, even through my senior years at high school. I had held onto my virginity like I had my grades and they had gotten me this far, but my social life, especially with men, had suffered for it.
“I guess you have a point,” I finally gave in. I agreed to drag myself to the doctors office sometime before we shipped off to make sure I was totally prepared for what may lay ahead for me in my new surroundings.
The time was fast approaching and I had put it off long enough. Mel and Ash had both given me the names of general practitioners close to home that could get me what I needed.
“You can literally go anywhere and they will help you out. It's easy,” Ash told me. Yeah, easy for them. Both of my best friends had no problem talking about sex to anyone who would listen. I, on the other hand, was much more reserved. Just the thought of that painful discussion with a virtual stranger made me blush.
I made my appointment and just a week before it was time to move into our dorm, I plucked up the courage.
“I can come with you if you need,” Mel offered. I shook my head diligently. This was something I had to do on my own. At eighteen years of age I was finally an adult, and I had to start acting like one.
I drove over to the office. I had chosen someone new. It was the first adult decision I had to make and I was proud of myself for making that initial step. Taking a deep breath in, opening the car door and making my way inside the perfectly white building. It was sterile and cold, but at least I knew that it was clean. I decided that if I liked the place I would make it my go to, in case I ever needed a doctor in the future.
This was no issue to take to the family doctor. They had known me for so long I certainly could not bring myself to talk about it with her. The thought of it made me nauseous. I sat in the waiting room once I checked in and waited for my turn. The people before me were seated quietly around the room, eyes staring at the floor. One by one they disappeared into various offices that surrounded us.
“Jessica Chapman,” the receptionist called my name and I stood to approach the counter.
“Yes?” I knew that it had come to my turn and my nerves were overwhelming.
“Dr. Jacobs is ready for you now,” she smiled warmly. That was when I laid eyes on him for the first time.
“Miss Chapman?” he asked as he walked out of the single door behind her. I nodded nervously. He gestured for me to follow and I did just that. I walked gingerly behind him and watched as he shut the door. I was finally able to take in what a dream he really was.
His soft, brown hair sat short and perfectly styled atop his head. His complexion boasted a healthy tan that covered his body, I could see from his equally tanned forearms beneath his pure white lab coat. Even though it was mostly hidden, I could tell that he had a manly and very muscular physique. As he smiled at me he revealed his bright, white teeth positioned straight and perfect within his chiseled jaw. In all sense of the word, he was ridiculously handsome. More so than any man I had seen in the flesh. I felt as if I was inside an episode of Grey's Anatomy.
“So,” he began. I took a seat opposite his desk and looked him in the eye as he spoke. I hung on to his every word, although I had to concentrate hard to take any of them in.
“What can I do for you today?” he asked. I paused for a moment, trying to assemble the words inside my head.
“I was looking for...” I struggled to get the words out. I had always been overly shy. It was something I battled with my entire life. This was why Mel and Ash made such good friends for me. Being so outgoing they pushed me outside of my comfort zone on a regular basis. Right into situations like this.
“I need to get...” I still could not bring myself to say it. He extended a warm hand and grasped mine across the desk.
“It's OK, trust me, compared to most of my patients I am sure you don't have anything quite so embarrassing as you are making it out to be in your head,” he smiled. It was as if he could read my mind. I took another deep breath and spat it out before my mind could stop me again.
“I need birth control,” I said. There. It was out now. That was not so bad. I sighed heavily. Finally, we could get down to business. He still held my hand firmly in his. I could not help but feel that this was closer than a doctor would usually get to his patients, unless they were terminally ill or something or the sort.
“There, see? That wasn't so bad,” he told me softly. He pulled back and let go of my hand. He turned to his computer and brought up the various forms of birth control I would be able to take. He proceeded to explain them to me one by one, while investigating my health and personal life at the same time.
“There are lots of avenues we can take, and don't be nervous, this is very common nowadays,” he assured me. Of course in this day and age, most women my age were on some form of birth control, from my experience anyway.
“So, I'll start with the boring stuff,” he commented. Dr. Jacobs stood from his seated position and grasped the blood pressure cuff from the self. He wrapped it around my upper arm and I could not help but sense his strong cologne as it invaded my nostrils. I closed my eyes as I pictured what could possibly happen between us with him so close to me. For some reason it put me at ease.
My latest man had been the worst of them all. He knew throughout our entire relationship that I was not only cagy about my sexuality, but I had also been hurt a lot along the way. A few months passed by and I thought that we had been happy. The next thing I knew I was crying in the arms of my mother when I found him making out with one of my classmates behind the gym. She was everything I was not, and by that I mean she was known around the school as the biggest slut of them all.
In comparison, this doctor that I found myself alone with in the privacy of his office gave off the undeniable air of compassion. His choice of career spoke volumes for his personality. My slender arms were finally released from the cuff that had been pressing down upon them.
“Everything looks good to me,” he said. My heart skipped a beat until I realised that he was simply implying that my blood pressure was within the normal range. He sat back behind the desk, placing the implement back on the shelf above him.
“Now things are about to get personal. I'm sorry if I seem like I'm prying but it's just procedure before we decide on any birth control.” he warned me. I readied myself for the wave of questions that were about to be cast upon me.
“First, when was the first time you had vaginal sex,” he started. I did not know how to respond.
“Umm, I haven't yet,” I replied, blushing slightly. He typed something u on his compute, but from where I sat I could not see the screen.
“Alright, and do you currently have a boyfriend or anyone you are seeing?” he was getting a little personal. But he was the doctor.
“I'm not seeing anyone at the moment,” why was I even here? I would be taking my celibacy all the way through college as far as I was concerned.
“Really?” he seemed surprised. A little taken aback even.
“Uh, yes,” I did not know what to say to that. I watched as he shook his head in disbelief.
“I'm sorry Jessica, I just can not believe a young woman as beautiful as you is single.” was he hitting on me? I was so blind to love that even such a direct compliment had me frazzled.
“Thank you,” I answered. Was that the correct response for the situation? I was never sure.
“I'm sorry, just as soon as I saw you out there you took my breath away. I must admit that my patients are rarely as pretty as you,” this was such an obvious flirt that it did not pass by me this time. I giggled and looked toward the tiled office floor.
“It's OK,” I assured him. He once again reached over the desk and grabbed my hand.
“No, really. I don't just say this to everyone,” he said seriously. Was I dreaming? It seemed as if I had wandered directly into one of my fantasies. He made me feel like I was worthy of someone like him. I brushed my long, blonde locks away from my face as I closed my fingers around his.
“I-I hope this isn't too forward,” he stuttered. Now he was being the shy one of the two. He stood again and walked around the desk to take the seat beside me. The closer he got the more the butterflies in my stomach fluttered around, making me feel excited and a little queasy at the same time.
He took my other hand and faced me. My vibrant blue eyes stared back at him, enthralled by what was unfolding between us. Never in a million years would I have thought that this would be the outcome of my innocent trip to the doctors that day. Without so much as another word, Dr. Jacobs leaned in and kissed me firmly on the lips. I obliged him, opening my mouth so that our tongues entwined. I closed my eyes and simply gave in. Perhaps this would be the real reason birth control would be necessary, for spontaneous acts of passion such as this. Maybe I did not need a serious relationship in order to feel this way about a man. All I knew for sure was that in that fleeting moment I wanted him so badly and nothing would stand in my way, not even the myriad of patients and clinic staff that stood on the other side of that door.
It could not be the case that he acted this way around all of his female patients. I was sure that eventually the word would get out about his unconventional ways. I had certainly not heard of this doctor educated in the art f sexual healing. I was glad that I had found him though. Something told me that I would be needing to see him so much more often in future.
His arms wandered up my body and wrapped around my shoulders. My slender upper arms reached out for him, rubbing up and down his muscular chest. His pecks were unbelievably prominent. A contrast to my slim physique, I barely made it to the gym these days, not with all the stress I was under. I must admit though, it seemed that all of my fears and worries went out the window while I was cradled in the doctors arms.
My blonde locks flicked over on to my back via the long ponytail that bundled them together. He just kept moving closer and closer until he was practically on top of me. His hands began to wonder. He ran his hands all over my body above the short, summer dress that I had chosen for the occasion. It was floral and made from thin, cotton material so it was almost as if he was touching my bare flesh beneath.
“That feels so good,” I whispered, parting from his lips for just a second. He smiled and pressed against me. He stood from his seat and pulled my dress up over my head. My tangle of blonde hair flopped down by my shoulders as it was ripped from my slender frame. My moderately sized tits were still encased by my padded, black bra. I was left in nothing but my underwear, kicking off my sandals I heard them clatter to the floor below.
He stripped from his white lab coat and showed me what was hiding under there. He was wearing a smart, collared shirt, buttoned up just above his chest. His brown linen slacks were held up by his belt which he hastily removed. I could already see the immense bulge in his pants as he put on a show for me. I could not tear my eyes away. He unbuttoned his shit slowly. I watched as he revealed his muscular chest, the chest that I had imagined was hidden beneath his clothes as I grazed my hand against him. It was just as I pictured.
Our clothes piled up together on the office floor. It was an ever increasing collection of discarded cloth from which we had once adorned. This was not how I pictured my first time, but it was much better than anything I could have dreamt up. Fucking a handsome doctor such as him was beyond what I had ever thought possible. Especially given my inexperience. To land someone such as him, wow. Words could not explain the desire and outright lust I was feeling.
“I wanted you as soon as I saw you,” he confessed to me as he undid his fly and dropped his pants to the floor. They sat around his ankles for a moment until he kicked them away. His shoes followed shortly after and he was left in just his boxers. We froze for a moment, looking each other up and down. The look in his eye told me that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.
I unclasped my bra and let it fall. I watched his face intently as I peeled my cotton panties away from my body. I sat there in all my naked glory, allowing him to take it all in. He sighed inwardly as he approached me. His boxers were the last thing to be removed. As they disappeared I got my first glimpse of his long, hard dick. It stood to attention in response to my flirtatious nature, it was unlike me but in the moment it felt so right.
“You are stunning,” he told me, reaching for my hand and placing it gently on his cock. I began to stroke it. Up and down I ran my palm, fingers wrapped around his thick shaft. He leaned his head back and moaned relentlessly as I rubbed and teased him, giving him just a small taste of what was to come. I could feel him throbbing in my hand as I worked. I could only hope that these walls were sound proof. I did not want his career to be put at risk because of me.
He was guiding me through it all, from start to finish. I felt comfortable with him, despite only just meeting Dr. Jacobs less than an hour earlier. He lowered himself to my level, looking me
in the eye and brought his face close to mine. He extended his hand, running it down my torso and to my dripping wet pussy below. I could already feel my juices seeping down my inner thighs as the anticipation overwhelmed me. He had not even touched me in a sexual way yet and I was soaking wet.
His hand wandered all over the lower region of my body and settled between my legs. His fingers played with my outer lips, slowly making their way inside of me. His thumb caressed my throbbing clit as he inserted one finger, and then another. I moaned, still stroking his dick as it continued to grow in my hands. It felt so good, even just his fingers moving in and out of me was intoxicating, but I found myself wanting more, so much more.
Still sitting on the chair, he spread my legs with his free hand, so he could get a good look at my most vulnerable asset. I had never been touched in such a way. He worked his magic between my legs as he fondled me so tenderly. He began by rubbing up and down my outer lips, stroking them until he found his way inside. I could feel myself already getting wet. My juices moistened up my nether regions and started dripping down my inner thighs.