I drip even more for him because I know that he means his cock. He puts another finger inside me and pulls and stretches my pussy wide open.
As if reading my mind, Dr. Monroe adds, "Mine is very big and might be too much for this virgin pussy to be able to take."
“Ouch!”
His fingers hurt my pussy as they stretch it wide open. I can’t help but cry out in pain.
“Now, now, Elizabeth Jane,” says Dr. Monroe. “This is all for a good cause. Just relax and follow my orders and I promise you you’ll feel good. I have a very big cock so you have to get used to my fingers inside you before we move on to that next step. It will feel good for me as well, to take your little virgin pussy as my own.”
Once two of his fingers are fully inside my pussy, he pokes, prods and pushes around inside me and I realize that he’s right. It feels very good. I moan, leaning back further so that his fingers can get further in.
“You like this, don’t you?” asks Dr. Monroe. “You like when I finger-fuck you with two fingers at the same time?”
I moan and say, “Yes, Doctor.”
“You’ve never had anyone do that to you before, have you?”
“No, Doctor,” I tell him.
I moan, feeling the pleasure rise up from my pussy and spread over my entire body.
“You once let another boy touch you down here, didn’t you?” he asks.
“Yes,” I admit, and then I feel a hard and quick spanking on my ass.
“Ouch!” I’m more offended than physically hurt, and my surprise temporarily quells my rising orgasm.
“You need to be disciplined, Elizabeth Jane. I’m not going to tell your mother but you need someone to take you over his knee and give you some good spankings for letting someone else touch you first.”
He spanks me again, but this time I feel pleasure mixed with pain.
“Your body is mine and mine alone. I’m about to claim it. You can’t go sharing it with other men. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Doctor."
Whap.
He slaps my ass again and then he roughly squeezes one of my ass cheeks while he continues fingering my pussy.
Suddenly the pleasure returns and I let myself enjoy it all.
I do need to be disciplined, I think. I need this older man to put me in my place.
“Mmmm. Dr. Monroe,” I moan, whimpering under his spell as I come on his hand.
“That’s right. Let loose and get your pussy nice and wet and stretched out for me because I’m about to stick my big cock in it and give you your very first fuck.”
“This is for letting a boy touch you while others watched,” Dr. Monroe says, spanking me again. “And now this spanking is for letting me do what I want with you when I’m so much older and experienced than you are. And for enjoying how it feels to give in to me and being a naughty little slut for me.”
Whap, whap.
A slap falls on each of my ass cheeks, stinging in a way that would usually hurt, but I don’t even feel pain, just pleasure.
“Yes!” I cry, humping his fingers with my hips, squeezing my pussy tight around them so that I can completely feel everything.
“You’re being a dirty, naughty little slut for me,” says Dr. Monroe, spanking me again.
As he spanks me I cum again on all his fingers, moaning and saying, “Yes, I’m your dirty, naughty little slut, Doctor. Spank me. Spank me.”
“Yes, moan nice and loud so I have you on tape,” Dr. Monroe says. “I can tell how much you love being my slut."
So that’s it. He wants proof of how much I’m enjoying this, for his own pleasure. And I sure am giving him that proof, because I’m enjoying this so much I can’t help but cry out for more.
At first, I feel a bit violated at the thought of him recording the sounds I involuntarily make as he has his way with my body and primes me to take my virginity. But then I realize it's no different than the diary entries in which I write down my fantasies— and now real-life experiences— with Dr. Monroe.
He thrusts his fingers inside me even harder while I come, until I collapse on the examination table, breathing heavily. Then, much to my dismay, he removes his fingers.
“You weren’t kidding,” Dr. Monroe says. “You really do like to be fingered. You came a lot just from my fingers inside you. Now what are you going to do when it’s my cock?”
Chapter 23 – Elizabeth Jane
I sigh, exhausted from the way that Dr. Monroe slapped and fingered me after I sucked long and deep and hard on his cock. I'm still trying to catch my breath.
Without waiting for an answer to his question about what I'm going to do when he puts his cock— rather than just his fingers— inside me, he begins speaking into the recorder again. I'm glad because my only answer to that question is that I'm going to love it.
“A youthful subject who is physically or emotionally turned on will orgasm many different times in a row,” he says. “And it’s about time this one uses that capacity to its fullest. She’s been masturbating by herself, poor thing.”
And then he turns his attention back to me.
“Elizabeth, now I’m going to ensure that you’ve not been penetrated.”
My entire body heats up with desire, because I know what this means.
“Please get back on the examination table and put your feet in the stirrups.”
“Yes, Doctor,” I say, trying hard not to sound too eager.
I do as he commands.
“Spread your legs further out,” he says. “And bring your ass up closer to the end of this table, so that I can have full access to your body, inside and out.”
“Yes, Doctor.”
Now my pussy is displayed to his full view.
“I’m going to go ahead and check now,” Dr. Monroe instructs.
Yes, I think.
Dr. Monroe spreads my pussy open and runs a finger along the rim of its lips. He sticks two fingers inside me and massages me inside.
Then he begins playing with my breasts. I like how he massages them, strong and firm, and I prop myself up on my elbows on the examination table and relax while he does it. This position allows me to comfortably sit half way up, so that I have a good view of Dr. Monroe in front of me.
He drops his pants all the way off and then stands in front of me, with his hard, large cock on full display. I can’t believe that my fantasy is coming true. Dr. Monroe is really going to have sex with me!
“I’ll guide my penis into the subject’s vagina gently,” he says, into the recorder. He begins putting on a condom. “Doing it gently and slow like this at first ensures less bleeding and tearing.”
The words scare me but I’m comforted when he begins rubbing my nipples and kissing my neck. I feel the head of his cock on the opening of my pussy and I exhale.
I meet his lips and we share a passionate kiss. His tongue searches the inside of my mouth as if trying to tell me something beyond what is happening in my virginity exam.
“What do you think about my cock, Elizabeth?” he asks me.
“It’s the best cock in the world," I tell him, and mean it. It's the first one I've ever seen but I still know this fact to be true. “It’s so big and thick."
After a minute, I decide to be completely honest with him.
"But I’m afraid it will hurt me.”
“Don’t worry,” he says, as he starts sliding it further inside me. “I’ll make sure you have a good first time.”
He pushes it all the way inside me and I gasp in a mixture of pain and pleasure. To my embarrassment, I start crying, even though I don’t want to.
“It’s all right, Elizabeth,” Dr. Monroe says soothingly. He kisses me again, gently and passionately. “I know it hurts but it will feel better soon. And it’s also a very emotional experience. Perhaps you didn’t imagine giving your virginity to your family doctor.”
If only he knew, I think to myself, and I close my eyes and relax as Dr. Monroe whispers “shhhhhhh” into my ear.
Dr. Monroe thrusts his cock in and out of my pussy and I start to feel so much amazing pleasure. It’s a feeling I have never felt before and it feels much better than a finger or even two fingers inside me.
As I ride the emotional and physical wave of pleasure, he takes his cock out. I open my eyes in time to watch him start playing with his cock on my body.
As I turn to look at him he winks at me and starts rubbing his cock all over my belly and breasts. He jerks off all over me and wherever he wants to put his cock on me.
“I just had to completely pleasure myself on your curvy, untouched body. Now I’ll put it back in you and keep fucking you,” he says gently into my ear. “And you just let the doctor do his job.”
The tone of his voice is deeper, more domineering.
“Yes, Doctor.”
I realize he’s really enjoying this, and I’m so pleased with the fact that he likes fucking me as much as I like letting him do it.
“This time I’m not going to be so gentle,” he says. “You’ll have to let me get rough with you in order for both of us to enjoy it all the way. You’re going to feel every inch of my cock in your pussy.”
As he pushes his cock back into me, he’s breathing faster now, and so am I. He has one hand on my breast and with the other he’s playing with my clit.
I can’t believe he’s so turned on by me that he’s taking my virginity like this— with my mother right outside in the waiting room. He’s likely risking his professional license just to pleasure me for my very first time, and also to be pleasured by me in a way that it looks like he deeply enjoys.
It makes me feel delirious with power, even though I’m also submitting to his control. I grind my pussy on Dr. Monroe’s cock as he pumps it. It feels so good going in and out of me.
“That’s it, my dirty little whore,” says Dr. Monroe, as he continues to thrust in and out of me. “Take my cock pounding your pussy like my good little slut.”
My breathing quickens and I start to feel myself on the verge of coming again.
“My cock in your pussy feels so good, you little virgin slut,” he says. “Good job, Elizabeth Jane.”
The fact that I’m doing it right and making him feel good as well excites me. Very close to coming, I grip the side of the examination table urgently. My toes curl around the cold metal stirrups and I feel as if I could die from pleasure. I completely abandon myself to the overwhelming feeling.
“That’s right, you obedient little slut,” Dr. Monroe grunts, pushing his cock all the way inside me. “Come on my dick.”
He’s groaning now, and I feel his cock get even bigger inside me. It pulses and throbs, filling me up to the brim, and just as my full-on orgasm hits, he lets himself go as well.
“I’m coming too,” he says, grunting and panting. “My cock is completely filling up your tight cunt, all the way to the back, while I come.”
“Come, Doctor!” I yell.
I’m not holding back now. My hips are wiggling and my breasts are heaving as I come along with Dr. Monroe.
“I’m coming on your cock.”
“That’s right, my little slut,” he says, as his cock still throbs and pulses inside me. “I know you’ll let me come on you or in you wherever and whenever I want.”
We both struggle to catch our breath.
“I loved taking your virginity,” he says. “I loved feeling my cock inside you and watching you enjoy it like the little slut I’ve turned you into.”
I liked it too, of course. It excites me to know that my family doctor enjoyed looking at my naked body so much that he just had to fuck me.
I lie back on the examination table, having never felt better in my entire life. Dr. Monroe puts his pants back on. Then he comes over to the side of the table and looks down on me.
“You’ve been a very cooperative patient,” he says. “I will definitely let your mother know that you passed the physical inspection with flying covers.”
“Thank you, Doctor.”
“Here,” he says, handing me a towel. “You’ll probably need this.”
I start wiping up the sweat from my forehead and trying to straighten out my hair as Dr. Monroe takes off the condom and throws it in the trash.
“I’m going to need to see you back here to further certify you,” he says. “There’s still the mental portion and my physical exam needs repeating to make sure its results are accurate.”
“Okay,” I reply, excited that he wants to see me again but confused as to how he’s going to examine my mental state when he’s a general practice physician rather than a shrink.
I have a feeling it’s just an excuse to see me again— to fuck me again— and I’m excited by the prospect.
“Yes, Doctor,” I say, anticipation rising within me when I think about being with him again. “How soon will this appointment be?”
“Within the week if possible,” he says resolutely. “I’ll call your mother to set it up.”
“Thanks, Doctor,” I say, and begin getting dressed, as he does as well.
I’m sad that he covers up his toned chest, his six pack abs and his bad ass tattoo. I still can’t believe my rich as fuck, experienced, older doctor just took my virginity. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
As long as my mother doesn’t find out.
On that note, I get up and walk over to the mirror above the sink so I can straighten myself out and not let my mother’s suspicions become aroused.
“Thank you for a successful exam,” Dr. Monroe says. “I’ll be seeing you again soon.”
I can’t wait. And by the way he winks at me as he walks out of the office, it’s obvious that he can’t either.
I’m so glad my mother brought me to him for an exam. And even more glad that it was very thorough and that I listened to all his orders. He's the one person in the entire world I wanted to take my virginity, and now he just did. He fulfilled all my fantasies and more, and now he wants to see me again.
I have to remember not to get too caught up in this, I think, as I get dressed. My mother would kill me if she found out. And I have to remember it's just physical—I wanted to lose my virginity, not fall in love.
But I have emotional feelings that are overtaking me just as fast as the physical ones. I remind myself it's just because he took my virginity. Not because it means anything more than something sexual.
Even if it feels like that.
Chapter 24 – Elizabeth Jane
As my mom drives me from school to Dr. Monroe's office, her eyebrows arch suspiciously. I clutch my notebook to my chest, wondering if she can somehow read my secret thoughts I've written within it and shared with no one but Diana. She and I have become better friends, although she thinks that everything that's happened with Dr. Monroe is just a figment of my imagination; dirty fantasies I write down for our mutual entertainment during class. She's even written some about Dr. Calvert and shared them with me. I can't wait to take her ideas and put them into practice with Dr. Monroe.
Mom doesn’t look too happy that she's gotten her way about this whole thing. Leave it to my mother to send me to our family doctor to be certified as physically and mentally pure after she catches me masturbating, and then to be upset that I actually go along with her plan.
“Dr. Monroe reports that you’re physically pure,” she says glumly, gripping the steering wheel and glaring out the front window of the car. “He says you’re still intact. That you haven’t been penetrated.”
Until he changed that, I think, as I remember how he penetrated me with his fingers to get me ready to lose my virginity to him. And then I think about how he shoved his cock down my throat and slapped my ass. And, of course, how he penetrated me with his big, hard cock, taking my virginity as I had always fantasized about him doing, while playing with my tits.
It was perfect. Dr. Monroe has turned me from a virgin to a whore, in the span of just two doctor’s appointments. And my mom has no idea.
“What are you smiling about?�
�� my mom snaps at me. “Wipe that smug grin off your face. Dr. Monroe is ready to evaluate your mental state, so you’re going back right now for that portion of the exam. You can't possibly be looking forward to this."
She glares at me, and I shrug. Little does she know how very excited I am to be seeing Dr. Monroe again, or why.
I’ve never been so turned on in my life. I’m beginning to wonder if I have a sex addiction, and if maybe my condition will be revealed during this mental exam. I've been looking for any and every chance to masturbate and think about Dr. Monroe— even going to the bathroom during class or taking long showers at home so I can think about how he fucks me.
I wonder whether anyone has ever masturbated so much as I do, all the time. I’m not sure. What's a little more concerning to me, however, is the fact that I can't get Dr. Monroe out of my head. I can deal with a physical compulsion to touch myself while thinking about his huge cock and how he knows exactly what to do with it— but thinking about him in an emotional way all the time is altogether more troubling.
I'm not supposed to fall for a man. Men just leave, just disappoint, just let down those who they are supposed to care about. Dr. Monroe is obviously no different if he thinks it's appropriate to be having sex with me in his office.
My face burns as I realize what a hypocrite I am. I'm judging him for doing what I wanted him to do— what I’m glad he does— and what I eagerly do right along with him. I think it's just my mind's way of being upset with him when really, I'm upset with myself for loving him.
I don't love him, I quickly correct myself, while my mom drones on. I just think I do because he's my very first, and because the sex is so hot.
"I bet that after today's mental exam, Dr. Monroe will tell me that you’re sexually depraved," she continues. "It’s your father’s fault for leaving you. A girl without a father has a hunger deep inside her that never goes away. I bet that Dr. Monroe will tell me that you have dirty, naughty thoughts that need to be washed out of your mind.”
More like fucked out of my mind, I think, careful not to smile this time.
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