by Sansa Gold
"Yes," she answered without thinking.
"How many times?"
Every time her parents went to sleep. Every time she was given the house to herself, which was few and far between, she played with herself. She wondered the best way to explain this to him. She raised her shoulders, "Every day that they're out of the house."
He held the pen off the sheet of paper, "And how often would you say that is a week?"
She thought of the last month, of all the night she played with herself. "I would say, I play with myself least 7 to 10 times a week. If not more."
Dr. Olson's eyes with shock," that much?"
Erika nodded her head, hiding her smile. What did he expect from her? She was a high school girl who is curious about her body with a lot of time on her hands. Every moment that she got away from her parents she relished at the idea of playing with herself. It was one of the few moments that she had herself from her father that she can control.
Dr. Olson clicked his pen and set in his breast pocket. "Well, that concludes the questions for today." He picked up the chair and set it at the end of the bed, right down the middle. He patted the end of the bed, "I'm going to need your feet right here, make sure that your tippy toes are just barely hanging off."
Erika moved towards the end of the bed, her stomach already full of butterflies. She never bothered to ask her mother about the examination; it seemed unimportant at the time. Now she was she had asked her. She put her toes on the edge of the bed her legs already open. The green medical gown slipped on her knees until she was bare before him.
"How is this doctor?"
"Almost perfect." He grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her down to the edge of the bed, a spark of electricity coursing through her body. His touch is subject to her body, even with him pulling her. "I just need your toes here," he said as he pulled her to the edge. "And I need your legs spread like this." He opened her legs until the skirt fell all the way to her tummy.
Eric could feel her cheeks growing warm. There was no hiding from him now. In less than 24 hours a boy and a man had seen her naked. She liked the way the man made her feel more than the boy. She spread her legs open until they were flat on the bed, "is this any better?"
Dr. Olson stood with his arms the side as he looked down at his patient, " now that's perfect, Erika." He clicked the bottom of his lip the Most Subtle Way, Erika almost didn't see it.
"What's next Dr.," she whispered. The excitement was bubbling inside of her, more than last night.
Dr. Olson, adjusted the seat, pulling her towards the edge. He brought down the latex on his hands and touched her knees, "Well, first I want to do an external check. Make sure that everything is running smoothly on the outside. Once, that's done I'm going to check the inside with my instrument." He smirked at her as he sat in the chair.
"What instrument?"
"Well, I was going to say this until we got there. But, since you are interested I'll show you now." He leaned to the side to unzip his luggage. "Now most of my first patients are scared of this instrument, but just know I'll be gentle with you."
Gripped in his hands was a large and long metal instrument. One end looked like pliers that her father had in his toolbox while the other end reminded her of the handle at a pump station. Erika had no idea what he was going to do with that instrument, that she understood why the other patients were nervous. "Are you going to do with those Dr. Olson?"
"This is called a speculum. It's a medical tool that allows me to investigate different parts of the body later your vagina. This way I can be gentle and get the job done."
"Is that thing going to go all the way inside of me Doctor?" There was no way that things were going to fit inside of her; she was sure of it. It had taken a lot of work just to get her fingers inside of her, and that was after a lot of foreplay.
"Not the whole thing. Just a little bit of the tip is all I need to do my work," he mentioned. "But, for now we won't be needing this at all. Let's us worry about getting the first step done."
"That sounds fair enough, Doctor."
Dr. Olson set the speculum back down, putting her nerves at ease. There was no way she would be ready for the speculum. At least not right now.
Dr. Olson pulled the chair toward the edge of the bed, his knees sinking into the bed making Erika float down the to the edge. "Now I'm going to start the first part of the exam." His fingers briskly touched her toes and began to climb her leg, and avalanche shivers rolled up her spine. Just as light touch made Erika want him even more. More than she ever wanted Sam last night. "Give me questions for me Erika?"
"The doctor I don't," she muttered between shallow breaths. Why did his touch have to feel so good? She never felt this much electricity and shock she touched herself. This is what it must feel like to be with a man. A man who knew what he wanted. One that was unafraid to take what was his.
Dr. Olson's fingers had reached the top of her knees; he began to hum a low cheerful melody. A melody that made Erika feel more relaxed and at home, making her forget about the examination. His fingers strolled down the inside of her thighs, small hairs already begin to stand from the goose bumps. Her hands gripped the covers, tearing to the weak fabric.
"How are you doing?" The latex touch of his gloves still warmed her body as he neared her pussy. She wasn't ready to answer him yet, not until he had reached her sex. Until his thumb was on her clit, and she could revel in his touch. Small beads of sweat gathered on her forehead as he teased slowly toward her pussy. When his touch finally arrived, she let out low groan one that she hoped to reach his ears.
She let the excitement died down before cleared her throat ready to answer him. "Everything's fine," she coughed.
"Are you sure?" He raised out of his seat, a look of concern on his eyes. "We can go slower if that's what you need?"
Erika stretched out her body letting her limbs taken the pleasure that she had been holding back." No, that's not necessary. You can actually go a little bit faster if you would like." Erika brought the sides of her feet together and excitement at the thought of his touch breezing by the side of her body.
"If that's what my patient wants, then that's what she gets."
"The always give the patients what they want Dr. Olson?" A slight suggestion in her voice that she wanted him to catch. One that asked for more than the doctor had given her so far. Maybe, a visit from some different instrument that Erika had in mind.
"I try to usually give the patients what they want, even if I have to go out of my way. I try to make it work best for them."
Erika smiled as dirty thoughts poured into her head, "for now, I'm satisfied. But, I might want more in just a little bit."
"And I'll try to give you just that little more than," he growled.
His thumb pressed down on her clit, sending her body into a tizzy. Her skin begins prickle and stars began to form at the outside of her vision. If he continued to circle her clit like that she would finish in mere seconds. "Don't stop," she groaned.
The doctor pressed harder on her clit; a spring began to coin and tighten in her stomach. Her body began to shutter as he laid his lips on the inside of her thighs, giving her that little extra she wanted. She grabbed the pillow from above her head, letting the roars escape into the warm cloth and masking them from her parents.
"Is this what you wanted Erika?"
She moved the pillow to the side, "Yes, this is exactly what I wanted." The fire in her stomach unleashed as her orgasm took over. His finger left her clit as she twisted side to side, the emotions washing over. She had never felt this way before, no matter how many times she made herself finish. The doctor's touch had proved to be her kryptonite.
Once her body was rested, with eyes wide opened she looked at her doctor. That was exactly what she wanted, but she craved just a little bit more. She wanted the tip he promised her.
"I still want a little bit more." She bit her lips trying to urge him forward. She didn't know if he'd ever been with the p
atient before, especially as young as Erika.
"What would you like from me?" Dr. Olson's fingers strummed at her clit, a wave of emotions taking hold of her breath.
She struggled with her words," I want... I want you inside of me." She turned her head to the side, unsure of how he would take her proposal. He would be crossing professional lines if he did this for her. Taking your patient's virginity was a big deal. She just hoped he was strong enough to help her get what she wanted. To stick it to her father.
"I can do that," he whispered as his head fell between her legs. His warm breath flowed down the inside of her thighs as he worked his way toward her pussy. She arched her hips forward trying to entice his tongue, not wanting to delay his touch.
"What will you tell my father?" Her hands crept down her body, feeling the Goosebumps that spread from his whispers.
"That you're the perfect little girl. That you're still his... Princess." He let the words out of his mouth as his tongue touched between her legs. Her body quivered at the flicking of his tongue. She ran her fingers through his hair letting him taste every bit of her. She licked her lips and wanted nothing more than to taste every bit of him. Perhaps, with enough time she would.
"That feels so good," she cooed. The light sweat of his hair made her shiver, reminding her of her wet and succulent pussy as his tongue circled around. "I can't take this anymore," she moaned.
She gripped the sides of his face and brought him up," I want you inside of me now."
Dr. Olson didn't need any more convincing, his hands already on his belt buckle. This time Erika wouldn't be getting caught. Her father had provided the man to take her virginity. He would never be any wiser, and he would still have his the perfect little princess.
Dr. Olson got his hardness toward her sex, holding down her wrists onto the bed. His grip on her wrist made it hurt, but she welcomed it. She let it soak inside of her as she prepared herself for her first time. She knew it was going to hurt, but at least there was a doctor in her room.
"Are you ready?"
" Just be gentle," she whispered. What
He stretched out her legs as he guided himself inside of her, making Erika opened her mouth in surprise. This was what she was expecting at all. His cock stretched her every inch that parted her pussy. With every slight the rest, she scratched his back. It was the only way that she controlled moans that were trying to escape her body. The heat returned stronger and fiercer than before that it scared Erika. This was nothing like before, she thought.
She wrapped her hands around his neck as he groaned the pushed inside of her. "Are you okay?"
There were no words to describe how she felt right now. And even if she could she wasn't able to talk. She was too overwhelmed with his instrument inside her. She just nodded her head as tears streamed past her lips. He wiped them aside and pulled himself out. The hard part was done, the rest is pleasure.
He thrust into her as his hand gripped her ass. He continued at an even stroke, Erika's moaned in response. She wasn't going to be able to take this much more, his cock was too big for her tight pussy. She clasped down mouth as he groaned and approval.
"You're so tight," he muttered as he stroked back inside, his balls hitting against her body. She bit the skin between her index and thumb, blood pooling from the pleasure. She was going to scream. But she needed to hold herself together, otherwise her father would break up all her fun.
"I'm going to come," she murmured as his cock pulsated. Every thrust brought her closer to release, and Dr. Olson's hips were jerking fast as if he'd lost control of his body. This was becoming rougher than she expected. She was enjoying that.
He placed her feet on his shoulders letting her thighs resting against his chest. Waves of hot and sensual sensations rolled over her as his cock hit her little spot.
"Fuck," she gritted out between her fingers as his arms tightened around her thighs. Every stroke that he took stretched her, filled her, brought her more pleasure than she ever felt. So big.
Squeezing her eyes tightly closed, she grabbed at the pillow and yelled his name into it. Dr. Olson slid into her one last time, his body shuttering with pure ecstasy. Inside of her, he shot warmth into her in a vibrating rhythm, over and over until his cum dripped out of her pussy and onto the bed. Wow, that was intense. Dr. Olson had gone from being so professional to extremely naughty, fulfilling her deepest and darkest desire. A desire she never knew was there until he entered her life.
He exited out of her, wiping his cock on the side of her sheets. Her legs fell to the side, body completely exhausted and used. Erika had enjoyed how rough and thorough he had been with her. This was the best first examination ever, she thought.
" What are you going to tell my dad?"
"Exactly what he wants to hear." He ran his fingers up the side of her body until they rested on the outside of her pussy. He forced his fingers back inside of her, plugging the cum filled hole. "This is all mine now," he muttered. He gave her a nice tap on the ass and pulled up his pants.
"What do you mean?" Erika had just realized that she was in trouble. He wore no protection and finished inside of her, she could get pregnant because of that.
" Your mind now." He smiled at her letting his fingers play with her clit. "If you want your father to be happy. There's no reason to tell him what happened."
She never dreamed of telling her father. There be would no reason to do so, it would only bring anger and pain. "I didn't plan on telling him anything."
"That's my little girl. I'm going to take care of everything you need."
Erika believed that, she could see it in his eyes. She had entrusted him with something so precious to her. There was no reason not to believe him.
The End
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Book 4: Pounded by the Doctor
The old yellow truck zoomed down the road. Amanda's arms were crossed against her chest, she was not pleased by any of this. Her face scrunched into a pout, "I don't understand why have to do this?" She wrapped her arms tighter against herself in protest.
"You know exactly why. College is starting next week and I need to make sure your going to be smart. I want to make sure you're going to be sexually safe," her mother answered.
Amanda puckered her lips and blew away the strand of hair in the middle of her face. The morning sun shined through the car window temporarily blinding Amanda. She rested her head on the passenger window, her eyes locked on her mother. Time had past so fast.
Amanda had grown up in this little town of little happenings. A town where everyone knew each other, so kids could never get away with anything. A town in the middle of nowhere with a name easily forgotten. The kind of town a person leaves and never returns to. One that Amanda would hope to never return, except only on the occasional spring or winter break.
She was tired of being the good girl. The one that was the valedictorian of her class. The good little girl who was destined to do great things, to bring recognition to the town. It's what the town wanted for her, but nobody ever asked what she wanted.
What she wanted was to go to a party school. One that took her away from the sheltered life and made her feel alive. One that let her live out her wildest and dirtiest dreams, the ones she saw in porn late at night. A university like that would mean she could finally lose her virginity.
She looked out the window, "Why can't I just use the university doctor? He's free and probably better than the one in town." There was no doubt in her mind about that. No educated, professional, young doctor would set up a practice in a town of less than five thousand people. She certainly would never dream of doing that. Chances were that the gyno doctor she was seeing today would be some old fart that was way past his retirement age. The kind whose hands trembled with every movement and reminded her of creepy Uncle Edward.
Her mother turned the
wheel and parked between two cars, the only other cars in the whole parking lot. "Because I've been going to him for years. He's the best in the business and he's cheap. Dr. Williams is truly the best." She grabbed the leather bag from the back seat and set it on her lap.
There was no use to wait. Her mother always went through the little ritual wherever they went. The triple check is what she liked to call it. Purse, keys, phone, and then she would get out. But, not before those items were all on the left side of her body, just in case she ever needed them. As far as Amanda had there was never a drastic time like that. It's like he mother was in constant fear of getting kidnapped.