Daddy To Go: A Secret Baby Medical Romance

by Adams, S. C.

  “Oh god!”

  Suddenly his soft tongue swiped against me, touching a place that even my fingers had never ventured. As he tasted me, I felt a race of charged energy blast from between my legs and surge into my belly. It felt exciting, arousing, and taboo at once as I moaned beneath his touch.

  My pussy walls pulsed and juice dripped out but never hit the crumpled paper below me. Instead, Ryder’s tongue flicked down, catching every last drop and licking upward to my clit where he gently sucked it in, groaning in satisfaction. My mouth opened and I gasped, covering my mouth to stay quiet. But moans muffled by my sweaty palms escaped my lips and my eyes rolled back in my head.

  When I looked back down at him, he’d lifted his head just a bit, a smirk on his lips. He gazed at me for a moment before lowering himself down again, this time swishing his tongue as it zigzagged through my mound, caressing my clit before gently pushing into my sweet pink channel.

  “Oh god, Doctor!” I cried out, my tits shaking as I pulsed and pounded. “Please, more!”

  And the doctor didn’t stop there. As he mouthed my creaming cunt, he slowly reached down before undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. The perfectly ironed grey dress pants fell to his ankles and I could see the outline of a huge bulging cock, constricted by the fabric of his boxer briefs. Oh my god, it was enormous! Unbidden, I creamed wetly, growing moist at the thought of his massive cock in my waiting sweetness.

  He licked his lips, looking at me as he ran his palm up and down his shaft, groaning softly.

  “You want this?” he asked me, his voice soft and rough at once.

  I bit my bottom lip and nodded wildly. “Yes please.”

  He shivered at the sound of my voice, making me feel powerful and strong. Making me feel like a wanted woman for the first time in my life. Stepping out of his pants he grabbed a tube of lube and walked up next to me. I took the tube from him and squirted some of the pre-warmed jelly-like substance in my hand. Turning toward him, I reached down and wrapped my hand around his shaft.

  It was rock solid, hard with a velvety covering, and I could feel the blood coursing through the veins that ran up and down the pole. He groaned as I gripped tighter, marveling at how a bead of pre-cum appeared at the tip. He kept his eyes shut and helped move his briefs down even more, pulling on them a leg at a time until they hit his knees and fell to his ankles.

  “There you go, baby girl. Help yourself.”

  His cock flipped forward, standing straight out, long, thick, and strong. Spreading his legs, he cupped his balls and slowly opened his blue eyes, staring down at me with desire. With my hand full of lube, I gripped him and carefully slid my hand up and then down that enormous shaft. My hand flipped over the head and he shuddered, biting his lip as I stroked him up and down, over and over again.

  In his palm his balls rolled back and forth and he tugged lightly on them. When I finally released, he wasted no time, moving back to the end of the table and grabbing me above my hips. Obligingly, I scooted to the end, lifting my feet from the stirrups and placing them on the crooks of his arms.

  Reaching down between us he gripped his hard shaft and ran the tip up through my pussy, slipping through the folds and circling my clit. The sensation was incredible.

  “Yes, just like that,” I gasped. “Put it in.”

  He chuckled and as he moved back down, he leaned forward, gently kissing my lips. My mouth opened and simultaneously, he very carefully, and very slowly pushed into me. There was a pinch of pain and then the pleasure was overwhelming.

  “Oh god, you’re big,” I moaned deliriously. “I don’t know if I can take it.”

  He chuckled hoarsely, that big body tense.

  “You can do it,” he rasped. “I’m already through your hymen sweetheart, so you’re doing amazing.”

  His breath caught in his throat as his body convulsed, his cock all the way inside of me, lingering for just a moment before his hips began to pump. My hands flew up, my fingers digging through the soft cotton of his t-shirt, gripping down into the muscled back below. I whimpered, wanting to scream out, and he could sense it. Ryder ducked low, kissing me deeply, allowing my moans to echo out into his throat instead of into the room.

  He grunted as he pushed deep and slowly pulled back, rolling his hips and pausing with his eyes tightly shut. His cock pulsed for a minute and he breathed heavily.

  “God, you’re so fucking wet, sweetheart.”

  I leaned up, sucking his lip into mine, my eyes staring directly into his. Suddenly my shyness took a back seat.

  “Then don’t hold back,” I said coyly. “Use my body to give yourself pleasure.”

  He chuckled and kissed me again, his hands gripping my ass as his hips moved even faster. I was pretty much screaming in ecstasy into his mouth and with every grunt I grew more and more aroused. I could feel the energy swirling up into my stomach, teetering on the edge of explosion. Meanwhile, Ryder became a man driven by a deeper purpose.

  As he slammed his body into mine, I swirled to the highest heights and then burst, feeling an explosion erupt in my core, spreading quickly through every iota of my body.

  “Oh god!” was my ecstatic cry as a wave of wetness engulfed his cock. “Fuck!”

  He chuckled hoarsely, still pumping like a madman.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, give me your cream. After you release, Daddy will give you his cream as well.”

  With that, I could feel Ryder’s body tense as well as he thrust hard once, twice, three more times before gripping my curvy body close to him, his muscles tensing and relaxing over and over again. I could hear a low growl escape his throat, and then his cock pulsed against my swollen pussy walls.

  “Fuck baby,” he gasped. “You feel so fucking good.”

  I moaned in return, my juices flowing out like a river, drenching his cock as his seed exploded inside of me, virile and hot. The warmth rushed through my belly and my pussy spasmed violently, trying to pull that spunk deep inside.

  As we came to, all I could feel was his body hunched over mine, his cock twitching as his hot breath gushed over my skin. My eyes were blurry as oxygen slowly released from my lungs and silence fell across the cold exam room. The feeling of his heart beating against my skin was comforting, and the excitement of the moment still lingered quietly in the background.

  But oh my god, what did we do? I was here for my first lady exam and got something else in return. Yet I didn’t regret it at all. Dr. Rivington is hot, muscular and so compelling, and all I craved was more.

  4

  Abby

  My hands shook slightly as I stumbled into my apartment, dropping the keys on the small dish next to the door. My cat, Mr. Bugles, stuck his head around the kitchen door and mewed at me, turning his head to the side.

  Yeah, Mr. Bugles, I thought. I am not the same person that left this apartment terrified of a speculum just hours before. I have become a girl that is no longer a twenty-year-old virgin. Instead, I’m the girl that just had some sort of wild fantasy play out in real life.

  That wasn’t me! That wasn’t my life! The most exciting thing that happened in my day was usually ice cream going on sale, buy one get one free, at the local market. It definitely wasn’t having hot wild sex on the table in my doctor’s office with Dr. McSteamy. It all felt like some sort of dream as I randomly dropped things along the hallway while making my way to the shower.

  I didn’t even flip on the light when I walked in. I just turned the shower handles and undressed, dropping my clothes to the ground and only momentarily testing the water before climbing in. The steam billowed up and around me as my cool body collided with the hot pulses of water. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting my thoughts slow as the scalding stream hit my forehead and rivulets ran down my face.

  It was like the water itself was cleansing me of…of…well, I really don’t know what it would be cleansing me of. Did I do anything wrong? I opened my eyes and turned around, letting the water drop down my hair, pulling the
curls momentarily smooth as water trickled down my lower back and ass. I stared at the other side of the stall, not really seeing it. My mind was running circles around the last few absolutely incredible, NC-17 hours.

  Replaying the appointment in my head, I tried to pinpoint the exact moment things went off the rails. After all, I had gone in, terrified for my first gynecological exam ever and ended up in a passionate release with my doctor instead.

  Who does that? How in the hell did that even happen? As far as I knew, a scenario like that only happened in porn or a man’s fantasy. In other words, in his head. Maybe a woman’s too, but definitely not mine. While I’d been dreading the horrible travesty of a pap-smear, my mind never wandered to the possibility of an exam using the doctor’s anatomy instead of a speculum.

  I chuckled to myself for a moment. If every appointment ends like that, there would be a lot fewer women missing appointments.

  Shaking my head ruefully, I grabbed the shampoo and squirted a blob on the top of my head. Not really funny, I know, but I had to make light of the situation somehow. How else was I going to reconcile myself to it? The thing was, no matter how awkward and odd it seemed in retrospect, that didn’t negate the fact that I loved every second of what happened. Every stroke of Ryder’s hand across my skin. Every thrust of his hips as he slammed his cock deep inside of me. There wasn’t a single thing I disliked about the actual act of it.

  After all, Dr. Rivington looked like a hero from a damn romance novel. Dark hair, blue eyes, tall with broad shoulders, powerful muscular arms, long strong legs…he had it all from top to bottom. Not to mention a smile created solely to make a woman weak in the knees before she melted into a puddle on the floor.

  Plus, whenever he looked at me, basically every part of my body started to act some sort of crazy. I could feel myself swelling and warming up inside. My thighs were clenching but not in the way they did in the car. They were throbbing, pulsating, wanting so desperately to be spread apart and opened wide for his pleasure. Little did I know, but he wanted the same thing, and we went crazy together. It was insane.

  The whole drive back to my place was a big blur. There were butterflies rushing through my chest, a smile creeping up and disappearing again, and my speed often slowed to way below the speed limit. Multiple people honked at me during that twenty-minute drive back to my place, but I merely smiled and waved them off.

  And here I was, standing in the shower, reliving it over and over again, still in a state of shock. Nonetheless, it was important to get clean. Quickly, I grabbed my loofah from its spot before accidently dropping it. I squatted to pick it up and quickly stood up straight again, my eyes wide as something glopped out of my pussy. I reached down and rubbed the mixture through my fingers, suddenly realizing exactly what it was.

  Ryder came right here, inside of me, and now his seed was overflowing. Dr. Rivington had come bareback in me and it felt so damn good, even though my mind was screaming out that I was big trouble. I should have been freaking out over the fact that a man had just used my fertile and ripe body. Yet I couldn’t help but savor the moment just a little longer.

  Having his come inside of me felt so good. I reached down, stroking the rivulet of cream with my finger. Closing my eyes, I brought it up to my lips, letting out a deep sigh as I remembered the feeling of him releasing hard inside of me. It was so creamy, so white, and so perfect, just like him. I opened my lips just slightly and tasted his brand, rolling my eyes back at the salty, sweet flavor.

  I moaned aloud, rubbing it over my breasts and turning, letting the water pound hard against my body. It struck me in all the right places, bringing that feverish want and need right back up to the surface. One of my hands slowly slid down between my thighs and my fingers rubbed over my swollen lips. They were tender and sensitive and I could already feel myself moistening.

  Flashes of Ryder’s abs, his shoulders, and his bulging cock appeared in my mind. The way he bit his lip and growled as he came, his hands gripping my flesh and bearing down as if he couldn’t get himself deep enough inside of me. I began to gently rub circles around my pussy, putting pressure as hot streams of water splattered against my clit. The loofah fell from my hands as my fingers twisted a hard nipple.

  I could feel his cum seeping out of me and mixing with the water as I rubbed it through my folds, groaning in delight at the real life dirtiness. Yet, this wasn’t someone else’s life, it was mine. I licked my lips thinking about the way his dick shimmered with my juices as he pulled out of me, cum dripping from the head of his cock….cum dripping from the…cum dripping…oh!

  My hands quickened and my eyes opened up wide. My body shook helplessly as I reached down, grabbing the bar inside the tub to steady myself. Orgasm made me scream, the sound echoing in the small chamber. But it was real.

  Because this was virile sperm from a virile man, and oh my God, but we didn’t use any sort of protection at all. I should have made Ryder use a condom because we were at a gynecologist’s office for crying out loud. I’m sure there were plenty of them in the damn place. Why didn’t I think?

  I shook my head at my own stupidity and stepped back beneath the hot water, trying to calm down. Of course, using protection didn’t occur to me. After all, I was there for a doctor’s appointment, and not hot times. Until Ryder was balls deep in me, I didn’t actually think anything like that was going to happen.

  But it did and even though I should be worried, all I really want is to feel it all over again.

  5

  Abby

  With the scent of floral gardens mixing with my newly found womanhood, I climbed out of the shower. My knees shook a bit as I carefully stepped onto the bathmat, making sure not to fall. The last thing I wanted was to end up in the hospital with a broken hip. There had been enough showmanship on my part for the day. Yet it’s funny how the power of a man’s hands can change everything.

  But then anxiety followed. What had I done? And unprotected too! It was at the moment that I started to understand peoples’ obsession with Valium, not that I had ever experienced that kind of bliss before. The closest I had ever gotten to drugs was an unfortunate burst of laughing gas at the dentist. Let’s just say, the doctor never stuck his finger in my mouth again.

  Back in my room, going through my pajama drawer, I felt different. It was like seeing my life through a new pair of eyes. I was still me but somehow, I was different. The usual floral nightgown that billowed loosely around my curves seemed like it was too young. Maybe I was so hot and bothered it just didn’t match the dirty thoughts in my mind.

  Either way, I grabbed a tank top from the drawer and pulled on my one pair of satin panties. If I was going to feel sexy for the first time in my life I might as well hold onto it before the romance wore off. Quickly I braided my soaked hair down my back, not in the mood to take an hour drying my locks.

  Climbing into bed was a relief to my senses. While the rush of events had been invigorating, my mind was tired of thinking. Sleep offered a bit of relief and I dropped off in minutes.

  * * *

  The morning was so bright and sun-filled that I almost forgot where I was for a moment. Sleepy eyed, I raised myself up on my elbows and looked out my bedroom window. The sky was crystal clear and there was literally a blue jay chirping on the sill. Holy shit, did I really just sleep through the evening and into the night? It was morning now? I must have slept at least twelve hours straight.

  Wow, Dr. Rivington really did you a good one, the voice in my head spoke. Do you feel like Cinderella now that you’re back to real life? I laughed at my own thoughts. I definitely didn’t want to be a slave to any evil stepsisters, but I’d take Cinderella’s waistline, that was for sure. And maybe the singing mice too because they were really cute.

  I rubbed my feet against my soft sheets, feeling the expensive Egyptian Cotton my mother bought me for my birthday rubbing against my smooth legs. It felt good to sleep, and to wake feeling a little bit more desirable that the day before.

>   That’s when it hit me again, the realization of what I had done. The nerve crushing, boulder in the belly, knot in the throat kind of epiphany that I wasn’t as plain and boring as I had once thought before. Maybe, just maybe, I could be a sexy vixen too; a curvy one, but a vixen nonetheless.

  Just as the thought went through my head, my feet caught on my blanket and I stumbled face first into the floor. There was a thud but I didn’t fight it. I turned my head to the side, resting my cheek on the soft carpet. I had a habit of tripping even when I wasn’t walking. I’ve tripped multiple times in the past. This time though, I didn’t beat myself up so bad. In fact, a slight giggle erupted from my throat and I grunted as I pushed my body up onto my knees.

  My phone buzzed on the nightstand by my head. I grabbed it off and looked at the message. It was from my friend Mary.

  “Look, hooker, you have twenty minutes to get to the coffee shop on the corner before I come pry you out of your bed with my own version of a speculum.”

  I snorted and looked at the time. Shit. I had been so exhausted I forgot to set an alarm. I texted her back and threw the phone on the bed as I awkwardly climbed to my feet. Grabbing a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt, I threw them on and slipped on a pair of flipflops. My hair wasn’t nearly as wild as I thought it would be. Sleep must have found me hard, and there was nothing a fabric headband couldn’t fix.

  Out the door I flew, heading down the stairs with a kick in my step I hadn’t had since I, well, since never actually. When I got to the coffee shop, Mary was standing at the door tapping her foot.

  “Some people have lives, okay?”