Filled!

by Lexi Hots

He pulled away again and her bra fell off her hands to the floor. She ran around him in just her sneakers and thong and stood between him and the door. He wasn’t expecting her and ended up pressing her ass against the door pinned by his body. He started to back off, but she grabbed him again and held him in place.

  “Miss Hale, you have to stop this. I’m looking out for you.”

  “Then, help me do my job. That’s looking out for me.”

  He backed up, but she held on and went with him.

  “What is it you think I’m going to do?” he asked. “I can’t clear you unless I am sure.”

  “Maybe I can do something else? What could convince you I’m fine?”

  He sighed and looked away. “Work is work. I can’t clear you for it unless I’m sure you are okay.”

  “So test me out.” Her exposed chest heaved as she thought about what she was saying.

  ***

  “That’s what I want to do. I’ll explain the scans after you are dressed.”

  “No.” She closed her hand over the front of his slacks. She felt he was already getting hard and he was bigger than she expected. Her eyes widened as she wondered how big he would be once he was completely erect. He stared at her eyes and she saw his dilate. “If you want to see if I’m well enough to do my job, let me do my job.”

  He swallowed and shook his head. “That’s not how this works.”

  He wasn’t pushing her hand away or going for the door. She took that as a sign and started massaging his growing cock through the material of his pants. He moaned quietly.

  “If you are looking out for me,” she breathed, “then why don’t you run a test on me now, doctor? Afterward, we will be sure.”

  He swallowed and looked up at the florescent lights. “This isn’t appropriate.”

  “Of course, it’s not.” She kissed his neck and took in his smell.

  “I could get in a lot of trouble.”

  She leaned down and pressed her face into his chest kissing him just above the top button. “Of course, you could.”

  “I’m not going to sign a clearance in exchange for sex… You have to want it!” The doctor’s voice taking on a much rougher tone this time, as if the sensation of her hand upon his manhood had triggered some primal urge in the usually professional fellow.

  The young girl gulped, hesitant if she really wanted to keep going or not. It was one thing to think about, to talk about… but standing here with a random man’s cock in her hand? The moment had come.

  She undid his belt and he did not stop her. “Please… You will just give a thorough, work-related exam and then decide if I’m fit to do my job. That’s all. This is the best test for what I do. That’s all.”

  He swallowed and opened his mouth, licking at the lips, but did not say anything. She kissed him and he kissed her back. Kelly unzipped him and slid her hand in. She stroked his cock inside his pants. He groaned.

  “You seem a little stiff, doctor. Have you had this problem for a while?”

  He laughed. “That sounds like cheesy porn dialogue. What kind of film are you wanting to be in?”

  She smiled and slipped him out of the front of his pants. He was lengthy and thick. She stroked him with one hand and cupped his balls with the other. He groaned again.

  “See?” she said. “Better already.”

  He swallowed and said, “I’m concerned about your knee. Lots of work on your knees. I’ll need to see that you can do that.”

  She knelt down in front of him dragging her nails down the front of his shirt. Her knee did hurt when it touched the floor. She gritted her teeth and saw him staring at her. Kelly quickly licked up the length of his shaft and he closed his eyes. She licked around teasing the head with her tongue. Kelly dragged her tongue and her nails back down his length. He groaned. She kissed and sucked his balls and he groaned louder. She traveled back up and took him into her mouth. Kelly bobbed her head up and down on him until her neck hurt. She peeled her lips back from her teeth and he grunted. She hid her teeth and sucked him harder.

  Dr. Sutton said, “Sometimes they thrust.”

  She slid off the end of his cock and rested her lips against the tip as she spoke. “What do you mean?”

  “I’m concerned about your neck. What if you have to lean forward and back… over and over?”

  She smiled. “Run the test, doctor.”

  She parted her lips and he slid his hips forward. His cock hit the back of her throat and Kelly tried relaxing to avoid her gag reflex. But the man was so big! He took hold of her neck and pumped in and out. His speed increased and he was coated with her saliva as he rubbed against the curve of her tongue inside her mouth. She stuck her tongue out as he continued to thrust.

  Dr. Sutton pulled out and stepped back. “Get on the exam table.”

  She did. He approached and spread her legs. He rubbed at her hip and she moaned.

  “Is that okay?”

  “Yes.”

  He pulled her thong aside and she gasped. He said, “I don’t think I have condom samples around here.”

  She laughed. “I haven’t… haven’t gone this far before. I’m probably clean.”

  He smiled and then licked his lips. “You are on birth control?”

  “Yes,” the girl lied, wanting to feel dangerous.

  He ran his finger down along her slit. “You are lubricating well.”

  “Yes.”

  He slid one finger in and then two.

  She unbuttoned his shirt and slid both the coat and shirt off in one motion. “Don’t stop, doctor.”

  She pushed his pants the rest of the way down with her treads of her shoes. He stepped out and removed his shoes and socks. Then he took off hers with his free hand.

  “You’re getting wetter.”

  “Kiss and play with my breasts.”

  He leaned in and cupped her breast before licking around the nipple. He moved back and forth between them brushing them with his teeth too. She did get wetter.

  He removed his fingers and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her wet lips. “Are you sure about this?”

  “Kiss me first.”

  He smiled. “This is my examination.”

  ***

  ***

  “Do it.”

  He dropped his face and licked with enthusiasm. He circled his tongue around and then sucked.

  “I want you inside me.”

  He stood and thrust into her without teasing this time. He pounded against her holding her thong aside and Kelly reached out to touch the muscle just above his hip. He thrust harder. He grabbed her breast. “Does this feel okay?”

  “Yes.”

  He grabbed her shoulders and drove into her harder. “Now?”

  “It’s good. Don’t stop.”

  He wrapped his hands around the back of her neck and used the leverage to thrust into her even harder. She felt herself throb around his thickness. The pleasure sizzled up and down her body through her muscles.

  “Are you okay?”

  She realized she actually didn’t feel any pain. “Never better. Fuck me harder.”

  He laughed. “Spread your legs wider.”

  She did.

  “Wider.”

  She spread wide open and he grabbed her hips. He shook the whole exam table with his passion. She bent her knees and rested her bare feet on his hips. She didn’t think he could go any harder or faster, but he did.

  “Lift your legs in the air. Show me you can.”

  She smiled. “Why?”

  “Because I said so.”

  She pointed her toes up and he pulled her out closer to the edge slamming against her ass. He kissed her calves on both sides. She suspected that wasn’t medically relevant, but she didn’t complain.

  “Sometimes,” he said, “Women are held up in the air. Are you up for that?”

  Kelly leaned up and wrapped her arms around his neck. He lifted her off the table and gripped both cheeks of her ass as he held her up and thrust into her.
She worked her hips and slid up and down his length.

  “Turn around and bend over the table.”

  She dropped off of him and followed his orders. Kelly arched her back accenting her ass and showing her lips between her legs.

  Dr. Sutton breathed out. “Oh, my God.”

  She grimaced. He grabbed her good hip and she gasped. He pulled her thong down and she stepped out of it. He slid in and grabbed both hips as he slammed against her ass watching it jiggle.

  “Can you twist so I see your breasts?”

  She did and smiled up at him. He grabbed her breast with one hand and gripped her ass cheek with the other as he pounded away.

  “I’m going to cum.”

  “God I want it so badly,” she said.

  “Where do you want it?”

  “Signed on the paper.”

  He lost rhythm for a second, but then took back up his pace. “Is that what this was, Kelly?”

  “I think I’ve proved I’m medically sound. We should have full clearance before we finish. Don’t you think?”

  He let go of her breast and touched his bare chest. “My pen?”

  She laughed, before flinching at the massive size of his cock buried inside of her.

  He kept banging as he leaned over and snatched the folder with a pen off the counter. He laid the folder out on her back and she flattened out as he continued to shake her body with each thrust. She felt the pen moving on her back through the folder and he said, “Kelly Hale is medically sound for any and all duties related to her work. Dr. Daniel Sutton. M.D.”

  He tossed the open folder by her head and she raised up to look. His handwriting looked more shaky than usual.

  “Although we never did get to see if your ass was fully healed,” he said. “Maybe we should be sure.”

  “Oh, you think so doctor?” Kelly smirked, loving how dirty she’d been acting.

  He squeezed her ass with both hands and she felt he was still holding the pen.

  “I’ll take two of these,” he said. She felt the pen move over her skin and she gasped. He wrote on one cheek and then the other.

  “What are you doing?”

  He threw the pen to the floor with a clatter and thrust hard enough back into her vagina that he nearly lifted her feet off the floor. “Signing off on them. This ass has my full approval.”

  “Ahh…” She moaned.

  “Bounce that ass for me, baby. Bounce that ass on my cock – show me you’re doing just fine. Ah yeah, that’s good!”

  She felt his thick shaft stretching her pussy out far and wide as she lowered down onto the immense pole, time and time again. How he massaged her cheeks, gripping roughly into the skin.

  “Fuck…” She whimpered, taken aback by how far he stretched her. How good it felt to be railed!

  He laughed. “Oh my god… What a peach! Your ass is medically approved now.”

  “You’re a wonder worker, doctor!”

  “I’m getting close,” he said, continuing to ram her.

  Kelly hesitated for a moment, remembering her lie about the birth control. But it felt so good, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him to stop. Not that he probably could have either. They were lost in the heat of passion. Being pounded away, fucking her tight cunt, forcing it down onto his huge cock as hard as she good, made all the rougher by the doctor’s own hands slamming her hips down onto him. Suddenly the man gave a loud groan…

  “God!” He blurted, as the rush of cum flew out from his cock and into her wet pussy.

  “Fuck! Fuck!” Kelly moaned along with him, feeling the burst of semen coat her nether region. He had a massive load, that’s for sure. The doctor delivered it deep into her fertile vagina, at full depth… and she loved every second of it! He started thrusting and groaning as she took it. He came harder than she could keep up with and it dribbled out of the corners of her lips. She felt his cum run off her pussy and drip down onto her legs. The hot seed of passion spilling out, overflowing from her. Kelly shook fiercely from an orgasm.

  The doctor finally had his fill, lifting the girl off him without effort, as he pulled out and backed up until he dropped naked into the chair. She stood, on shaky legs, wiping his cum off her chin into her mouth. She dressed without cleaning off her pussy or thighs. She tucked in her shirt into her shorts, but still held her bra and thong in her hands.

  She folded the clearance slip and stuck it in the pocket of her shorts.

  She went for the door, pausing for a moment.

  “Is that all?” She asked.

  The doctor took on a sheepish smile.

  “We should have a follow up soon, I think. With that much cum, you might be… ya know.” The doctor smirked

  Story 56

  “You are Jeb Carson?” She asked again. “The Jeb Carson who wrote to me?”

  “The one and the same. Miss Delilah Harris.” The rancher replied, smoothing down his graying moustache. “Or should I say Mrs. Delilah Carson.”

  Jeb Carson, one of the more successful cattle ranchers in the small town of Jorgen Creek sat across the table, looking at the young woman from the big city back East. His mail order bride had arrived by stage coach earlier that evening. She looked every bit the young, nubile city girl her black and white picture he held in his hands depicted.

  “You looked a lot younger in the picture you sent me, Mr. Carson.” She eyed him suspiciously.

  “That’s an old one taken a few years ago.” He said, smiling slightly. “It’s too gosh darn expensive to have a picture taken out here, you know.”

  “Well, I didn’t think you be so much more older than I am.” The young woman looked around the sparse room. “Are you the owner of the Carson Cattle Ranch?”

  “Sure, I am… it has my name on it, doesn’t it?” He replied with a hint of irritation.

  “I don’t see much of anything around here to speak of your fortune.” She waved her hands around with an air.

  “I don’t like to acquire things I don’t really want to have.” He pushed up the brim of his ten gallon hat.

  “Really, then what made you think you needed a wife?”

  “Are all city gals like you, Miss Harris?”

  “What do you mean?” She raised her eyebrows.

  “You’re darn outspoken for a young lady.” His voice was gruff. “Out here that’s considered pretty bad manners. How old are you then?”

  “I’m old enough to be a wife.” She almost snapped.

  “How old?”

  “Nineteen, since last winter.”

  “Hmm, young enough for a good time and old enough to bear me some sons. I think I made a good choice here.”

  “I wish I did the same, Mr. Carson. How old are you?”

  “Spunky lass, aren’t you?” He gave her a tight smile. “I’m old enough too.”

  “I hope not too old, for my sake.” Her smile was sweet.

  “Feisty little filly. This one will take some breaking in.” Carson thought. “And I’m going to enjoy doing it.”

  His keen eyes held her bright blue gaze, lingering over the soft curves of her heart shaped face. A strand of dark brown hair fell across her brow, free from the tightly tied rest, enhancing her youthful beauty. He trailed down her supple neck, her round shoulders and the enticing bulge of her bosom. Her slender waist and full hips met his approval. The grey long flowing dress she wore accentuated her young womanhood to perfection. Yes, indeed, he had chosen wisely.

  He shuffled the paperwork on the desk, the documents that decreed them legally man and wife. It had been a hard decade, out in the frontier, setting up his ranch, working tirelessly under a hot merciless sun for years. He had no time to think about a wife and family, until now. Nearing forty, he suddenly felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. He had what he wanted. The largest cattle ranch for miles and the best stock of steers for fresh meat at the market. His brand was well known and sought after from every corner of the country.

  It was time to enjoy the fruits of his labo
rs; time to share his abundant life with a loved one. But good women were few and hard to find in the wild frontier of the west. Getting a mail order bride, the latest innovation, was the only way for a man to acquire a decent wife for himself.

  He liked Delilah Harris from the very first letter he received from her in response to his request at the post office. And after a few exchanges he was sure that she was the one he had been waiting for. It didn’t matter that she near to half his age. What mattered was that he would not have another lonely night.