by Sansa Gold
My hands gripped the back of his thighs, holding onto anything as the onslaught of emotion pushed through me. I was going to finish for the second time today; there was nothing holding me back, except for the Doctor's cock in my mouth. I tried to scream out in pleasure, but nothing escaped my pre-cummed mouth.
I spread my fingers, pushing him back. His cock left my mouth with a loud pop, as I howled. Shock waves spread through every part of me. I latched onto my breasts, hoping that the pain will lower the sense of pleasure. It only elevated it. Dr. Ramos shot onto my mouth, through teary eyes I saw him put a finger to his mouth. I had to be quiet. Otherwise, the other patients would hear. But, I couldn't hold it together.
Not when Nurse Roberts just put another finger inside of me. Not when she stroked nice, slow, and methodically while her mouth sucked on my clit. My toes ached with pain as they curled against the gray hard plastic of the stirrups. My tongue moved along his sweaty palm, his other hand stroking his instrument as he watched us.
"Oh, fuck I can't take this anymore," he spoke through clenched teeth. "Nurse Roberts, I have to go in." For a second he sounded like a spoiled child, but could I blame him? I wanted nothing more for him to go inside of me and finish like I was his office slut.
As soon as Nurse Roberts left from my insides, my body began to spasm. There was no control just like before. Once more, I closed my eyes and let it wash over me. A slight tug was given to my breasts. I opened my eyes; Nurse Roberts smiled as she undid her skirt.
"You're not the only one who gets all the fun." She unzipped her skirt, throwing it to the side as she stood on the table. She moved her lacy red thong to the side, giving way to her nice little pussy. It had a nice Brazilian wax; I would have never expected that from a woman like her.
I held out my tongue, "Give it to me." With slow, deliberate moves, she lowered her cunt onto the tip of my tongue, her body shuddering as I flicked it to the side.
"Just like that," She urged me forward. With every second that past, I could see her thighs shaking causing her hips to lower onto me.
Between my legs, I could feel Dr. Ramos' cock teasing at my edge. I could hear his muffled voice, but no words registered. I slapped Nurse Roberts' ass to let him know I was ready. I wanted him to give it his best shot. To make me cum like never before.
Without any hesitation, he stroked inside of me. I opened my mouth awe as his member stretched my sex apart. There was no break, as soon as he dove into me he pulled back out, only to slam once more. His balls clacked against my taint as he caressed my insides. Each pump was stretching my tight pussy apart.
Every quiver that his cock made, I could feel. He was close to his limit; the whole event had been too much for him to handle. I felt his hand on top of mine, and together we squeezed onto the nurse's ass.
He moaned out as a hot jet of cum shot inside of me. A torrent of waves washed over me as his cum filled me up. My tongue left her clit as I screamed out with him. Nurse Roberts reached down and fiddled with her clit, soon her voice came in unison with ours.
It was Dr. Ramos whose voice had grown quiet first. His body shook several more times, a little squirt edging inside of me. Soon, both Nurse Roberts and I grew quiet. Both our bodies quivering from the ordeal that had taken place in this room.
"Well, that was something," he said between gasped breaths. His lab coat was completely wrinkled, so he used it to wipe the sweat off his head like it was a towel. He threw it in a hamper, grabbing another from the closet. Was this a natural occurrence within this office? Did everyone have a work with benefits relationship? As if he read my mind, he gave Nurse Roberts a slight tap on the ass and pointed my way.
"You have nothing to worry about, dear. The job is yours if you want. That is if you can handle working in this kind of environment." Her hand rested on my pussy as it pushed the cum back inside of me. I scrunched up my face; my whole body was exhausted.
"Does everyone play with each other in the office?" I asked between low breaths.
"Yes, you can have sex with anyone in the office. It takes away from the stress of the job and brings a little bit of fun. There is just one rule: No relationships with anyone in the office. That's it."
So we could fuck each other's brains out, but not fall in love. That didn't seem like such a bad idea. I could do what I loved while getting the attention she desperately craved. No lonely days playing with myself. No dry spells that last months or even years. This was something that I could get used to.
"Where do I sign?" I smiled.
Dr. Ramos tightened a new tie around his neck smiling at Nurse Roberts.
The End
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Book 3: Her First Doctor
"Hurry up," Sam whispered.
"Would you shut up," Erika answered. She tiptoed to the end of the room as Sam climbed through the window. There was no was no easy way to do this. There never was. Not with her overprotective parents always watching her every move.
Her hands trembled as she gripped the lock. This required a bit of stealth to not get caught. She looked over at Sam, who already had his shirt off, as she turned the lock. With a loud clunk the door locked. Locked doors in this household were prohibited by her father. They had been ever since she was a little girl.
It had been difficult to play with herself when she discovered the joys of her body. Most of the time she waited until the middle of the night when everyone in the house was fast asleep. She always had to hold her moans in, but it got the job done most nights. Tonight was going to be extra hard to keep quiet. Tonight, Erika was going to indulge herself with someone she never thought possible.
Sam Murray the hottest guy from her Senior class, they had all graduated last week. At the graduation party Sam, the all-star football quarterback, took a liking to her. Just her luck that it happened after they graduated. It was too late to wallow in that, Erika was determined not to go off to college as a virgin. That's why Sam was in her room tonight, a week before college started. Erika had worked the courage to ask Sam, who was more than willing to be the test subject of hers.
"Are we doing this or not?" His voice groaned as he pulled back on his belt. He could at least show a little patience. It's not like Erika waited 18 and half years for this moment. It wasn't going to be romantic as she wanted, but at least it would be with the hottest guy in school.
"Shhhh," Erika held her index finger to her lips as moved gracefully along the hardwood floors, making sure to avoid the old planks of wood that creaked in the night. Her parents were fast asleep; there was no doubt about that. She had made sure of it before Sam had come tapping on her window.
At the edge of her bed, Erika admired Sam in just his boxer briefs. All the years of intense football practice had done wonders to his body. It was even better than she could ever dream of it. Of course, he knew that.
"Getting a good look for later?" he raised his lips in a smirk. With a flick of his leg, he threw his blue jeans to the side, which landed on the side with a thud.
She wanted to smack him across the face. She had only one rule when he came inside her room: it was to be quiet. So far, Sam had provided incapable of doing that. Getting away with this was like trying to escape a ticking time bomb. Second thoughts were streaming into her head. Could she get Sam out before her parents found them?
"If we're going to do this, you need to be quiet. You do know who my dad is right?" She grabbed the underside of her shirt, pulling it over her head. For the first time ever, even if they were inside her bra, her breasts were in front of a boy. Sam was no man, at least not yet to Erika.
"I know. I know," he stuttered, eyes glued to her chest. At least, she didn't disappoint him with her chest.
"Are you just going to stare or do something?"
Sam walked slowly toward his, his steps smaller than average pace. As he neared her, he tripped over himself, flinging his face onto her body. She felt his warm breath between he
r breasts, the soft touch of his lips. "Shit, sorry. I- I didn't mean to," he sputtered out.
Erika couldn't help but roll her eyes. Why was he such an awkward mess around her? As far as Erika, the word around school was that Sam got laid pretty often. A person like that should be as smooth as lube. "It's fine," she muttered back. It still felt good to have another person touching her body. The taboo touch of a hidden first time from her parents, who were sleeping in the next room.
Her hands moved up the middle of his body, letting the ridges of his abs send her body in a flurry. Never would she have thought it was possible to land a guy like Sam. Sam was sculpted like a god. While, Erika was a little on the heavy side. What a lot of people at school called curvy. She was teased quite a bit high school about it, so it never made sense why Sam approached her on graduation night.
She traced her fingers along the curves of his biceps, biting her lips with the idea of them holding her down while they fucked. Sam seemed two steps behind everything that she did. The virgin was the one making all the moves. This was not how it happened in the movies at all.
"Are you ready?"
"I've been ready," she answered.
He nodded as if trying to get himself in the game. His shaking hand moved behind her back; his head rested on her neck. She rubbed against the side of his head, his trembling hands attempting to undo her strap.
"I've got it," she groaned, as she unclasped her bra with the flick of her fingers.
He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as he nibbled on her neck. She lurched her body forward, as his lips pressed down. She hoped that his foreplay was much better than everything she had just seen. Her body was sent in a twirl as his lingering lips moved closer to her breasts.
Her breaths grew heavy and shallow as his lips touched between her chest. This was the moment of truth. Tonight would be the night she lost her virginity. With Sam Murray, none the less. A pang of excitement took over her, as she felt the side of his body.
Just grab it already. She could feel his cock pressing besides her legs, as he neared toward her breasts. His glassy eyes looked at her before indulging with his mouth. The sensation washed over Erika with a whirl, as his tongue lashed out at her nipple.
"Oh my God." She knew it sounded stupid and not the least bit of romantic, but that's all that came to mind. His tongue battered he body, soft suckles filling the room. She pushed off the bed, her hands gripping his hard back, bringing them onto the bed. It groaned underneath their weight; she steadied herself to listen for any noise outside. Nothing. They were in the clear for now.
His eyes bobbed between her nipples and her face, looking for her constant approval. As his mouth sucked on her nipple, his fingers toiled with the other one. Her back arched and her eyes closed, as her pussy flowed with heat.
"How does that feel?" He pinched her nipple harder between his thumb and index finger, before pulling on it. "Too rough?"
Erika opened her eyes as Sam's face begged for an answer. Just opening her eyes was harder than she every thought possible. What he was doing to her body made her feel like she was on some kind sort of drug. One that all the kids had been doing for years. "Not at all," she breathed out.
Her hands gripped the side of her sheets, as his hand traveled down south. It was going to be a nice and clean field for him to play with. Erika had spent all day preparing herself for him, making sure nothing would deter her first time.
"You're so smooth," he whispered between sucks of her nipple.
He was so gentle with her. A lot more than she expected from his earlier performance review. It had been annoying at first, but now Erika thought it was pretty cute that he was so nervous with her. It made her feel more special. Let her believe that maybe this was special for him too.
"Can I grab him?" she asked, already knowing the answer to his question. But, she still had to ask. It didn't seem right to just completely palm his companion without his approval, especially since this was just a hookup. There was no plan to date after this. He never mentioned anything, but Erika was never that naive. This was going to be a hit and quit it kind of event. One that she agreed with and hoped it gave her more confidence in college.
He raised his head and chuckled, "Of course." He placed himself between her open legs, letting his cock touch her panties. His cock seemed to throb for her; already there was a dark spot on his gray briefs. A pre-cum spot just for her.
She reached out, grabbing hold of shaft and placing her thumb on the head. The pre-cum was warmer and stickier than she imagined, but it didn't deter her in any way. Her fingers wrapped around the elastic and pulled, there was no reason to hide him anymore. She was dying to see him now, to let her hands wrap around Sam's famous cock. The cock that she would finally take.
"You're so hard," she moaned out as her fingers skimmed up his shaft. She spread the pre-cum around his cock, letting the slick fluids help her hands.
"And you're wet," he smiled as his fingers touched her pussy. She bent her toes, as shocks traveled up the side of her body. There was a soft slick slush as his fingers circled her clit. She stroked his shaft as he applied pressure to her clit. This was the moment of truth. The one that she had waited for so long.
She beckoned him forward toward her cunt. There was no reason to delay any of this. They could foreplay for a bit longer, but that just increased the chance of them getting caught. He held her panties to the side as his hard cock touched her channel, she took a deep breathe. It was now or never.
A fist banged on the door, "Erika!" Her father's voice roared from outside the door. She threw Sam off with such force and surprise that he landed on his ass with a thud. He groaned out in pain, his erect cock shaking from the force.
"Just a minute," she yelled out as she grabbed the bra off the ground. "You need to get out of here right now," she whispered. Erika grabbed his pants and threw them at him, already pushing him out the window. There wasn't much time to relax. Her father would break down that door if he had too, there was no stopping him.
"Wait, maybe I can explain to him..." he stuttered.
"Explain what? That you were getting ready to take his daughter's virginity? That you snuck into his house in the middle of the night, without his knowledge, to fuck his daughter?"
"Good point." He laughed nervously before running onto the roof. Erika couldn't help giggle as his white ass illuminated the night. Now for the problem at hand.
"I'm coming, Daddy." With her bra secured and her jammies on, she hurried to the door.
"Where the hell is he?" Her father roared, his arm pushing Erika against the door.
"What are you talking about, Daddy?"
"Don't you lie to me, young lady. I heard his voice. Who the fuck was in here?" The pressure on her chest left, as he rushed toward the window. He opened it with such force, a piece of the window shattered. He lurched forward, his dark brown eyes scanning the night streets for any movement. Hot breath rolled down his shirt, drops of sweat collecting on his forehead.
"What's wrong, daddy?" She rubbed her eyes; she needed to play the part. Getting him to buy it all would be another objective entirely. Fooling a dad was hard enough. Fooling a cop father would be even harder.
"Don't you give me that shit, Erika." He stormed to her bed, grabbing at the sheets. He was going to tear this place apart to find the evidence he needed. There wasn't going to be any sleep inside the Owen residence tonight, not until her father got what he wanted.
"There's nothing here," she moaned out, throwing her hands into the air pretending to stretch. His cold stare made her shut up.
"I've interrogated enough criminals to know a lie when I hear it." He moved along the side of her bed, his hands underneath her mattress.
"Harold, what's going on?" Erika's mother hollered from across the hallway.
"Just ask our daughter," he yelled.
The soft patter of slippers came from their room as Erika turned her head. Her mother had a green ex foliating cream on her face, as she tro
t toward Erika. She closed her pink robe, as her mother peered into the room.
"So, you want to tell me what happened?" She looked at Erika.