by Sansa Gold
Satisfied with my teasing, I lapped my tongue on his head and took the accumulated pre-cum that had gathered at his head. He was much saltier than I would have imagined, but that didn't deter him. I had tasted worse in college than this. He was pretty well groomed compared to the other man I had seen, and especially for an older man like him.
His pubic hair was nicely trimmed, and his balls didn't have a loose hair in sight. His shaft stood at attention, and it almost reminded me of an elephant trunk. I pushed his cock inside my mouth and against the inside of my cheek, letting it jut out.
I pushed one of my hands between his legs and jiggled his balls in my palm. I gave a tight and firm squeeze and his body grew rigid.
"Easy now."
I shook my head up and down, letting him know I understood. I liked having all this power over him. The strong and muscular army man that spent countless hours sculpting his body. This army man who had gone and fought for our country was at my every whim. I held his most beloved jewels in the palm of my hand. I pulled him out and took a deep breath, a bit of saliva dripping down the side of me.
Like an animal, I punched on his head and worked my way down his shaft. I sucked on every side of his cock, making my way down toward his jewels. I took each one in my mouth and sucked on them, running my tongue over them and watching as his eyes rolled back, and his mouth opened wide. He seemed to be in his little world just how I had been.
With a slight plop, I let them go and forced myself back.
His eyes opened, and I waited until he looked at me. I guided him forward with my finger; he knew exactly what I wanted. His massive arms dug into the sofa as he put his massive body between my legs. I could feel the immense heat as he steadied himself between my legs.
"Are you still sure about this?" Another look of concern past his face as he carefully watched me.
"Yes, Sgt. Cash," I muttered out as I put my feet on his lower back. I eased his body forward, and I felt his hardness at my entrance. He didn't even tease me with his head.
I arched my back and shrieked out as his erection stretched my little cunt apart. I felt his pulsating cock with every inch that he went forward, my pussy being ripped apart. I blindly stared at his body as I let it off the emotion overwhelmed me. My chest heaved as he thrust completely inside of me.
"There, I'm all the way in." He lowered himself and gave me a sprinkle of kisses on the side of my body. His breath as rugged and deep as mine. I felt his cock slowly leave my pussy until his head teased just at my entrance. He waited for a second and pulled his head back and stared into my eyes. With one full swoop, he sent him back inside me, and I lifted off the couch and grabbed hold of his back.
He mercifully thrust inside of me, not stopping for any rest. I dug my nails into his back and let him go to town on me. He growled in my ear as I screamed into his. I closed my eyes; it was all becoming too much.
Showers of fireworks shot in the darkness of my mind. A red ember lit down in the pit of my stomach; it grew with every thrust in my cunt. My long and loud droning continued straight into his ear; I was sure that by the end of this he would be deaf. But, I couldn't help myself. He was becoming way too much for me to handle.
Without warning, he pulled himself out of me and flipped me around. I was too weak to even more so I let him handle my body as if I was a doll. And that's how he treated me. He had no problem lifting my hips up and adjusting my ass to his liking.
I dug my head into the softness of the sofa and waited for his onslaught. A cascade of slaps landed on my ass, and I moaned into the sofa, I hadn't expected that from him. I turned my head and stared at him as he smirked at me. He grabbed hold of my cheeks and drove his shaft inside of me. He filled me and this new position his cock hit directly on my spot.
He pulled back and just when I thought he could go no further he pushed a little more inside of me. The cushion became wet my screams as his grunts filled the living room. Within seconds, our screams became one and lost within another.
"I'm going to cum. I'll pull out." His voice haggard from his intense workout. I could feel as his body grew rigid, and his maddening pace slowed down. I had experienced this before and knew what would come next.
"Don't pull out," I turned my head and screamed at me. He shot me an anxious look but understood. He gripped at my cheeks, and his hot semen coated the inside of my pussy. I quivered and shook from side to side as my orgasm soon followed. After his initial spraying, a couple more quick pumps inside of me finished the deed.
He pulled out of my and laid down on the sofa, his body completely entrenched in sweat. I watched as his chest fell up and down in rhythmic sessions. I worked my way over to him and rest my head on his massive thighs, ever so often licking at his flaccid cock. With each lick, his body shook with surprise.
"Stop that, I'm very sensitive right now." He grumbled as he played with my hair.
"I know," I giggled out as I put the head of his unhardened cock in my mouth. I moved it around, and his body twitched. I plopped him out and turned to face my solider.
"What will we tell my parents?"
His hand touched my cheek, and he looked into my eyes, "The truth, now rest."
I lowered myself onto his chiseled stomach and let my eyes rest. His hand stroked down my body, and I fell asleep in his embrace.
The End
Book 9 :Bedroom Gyno Exam
Chapter 1: Caught
"Holy shit, Adam. Tonight was amazing," I roared out the window as Adam sped down the street, music pumping out of his new Mustang. It was eleven at night, and I was way too loud, but I stopped caring. I spent too much time in high school caring whatever one thought. Too much time burying my head in the textbooks trying to get myself into the best college possible. Too much time caring and not enough living. I had spent the majority of the last 18 years with my head inside of textbooks.
I stuck my head back inside the car and stared at Adam, my handsome next door neighbor. His blue ocean eyes were glistening back at me as his perfect smile made me want to attack him. He had convinced me to come out with him tonight to celebrate our last week in town. The last four years I had been rejecting his advances and instead put my attention on my books. But, I had worked hard the last four years a girl deserves a little break.
"So what's next?" He smiled at me as he swerved down the street.
I tried to think of something exciting to do. Something that will impress him. Nothing came to mind. Leave it to me, boring Jasmine, to not have a fun and exciting idea in mind. I looked to the dashboard and noticed the time. Fuck, it was way past my curfew. I knew that I was going to hate myself for doing this.
"Its time for you to take me home," I frowned at the thought of the night coming to an end.
"Are you sure?" His smile disappeared, and he turned his head back on the road, slowly taking his foot off the acceleration.
"Yea, I'm sure. I can't have my parents mad at me before I go off to college." And that was the truth. They had made it explicitly clear that I should be home before midnight. Otherwise, there would be consequences.
I wasn't used to that side of my parents. I was always their little princess that came home every night and studied until it was time for bedtime. I had no time in high school for any shenanigans. So, I was sad that they didn't trust me to have one night of fun. But, I knew that I wouldn't be under their reign for long. College was less than a week away, as long as I kept my grades high I was free to roam the campus as I pleased.
"But..." He stuttered. His dark blue eyes frantically beamed between me and the road. I could tell he was trying to come up with a way to convince me to stay before we got to my house. Too late. He pressed on the brakes and the Mustang roared to sleep.
I brushed my long hair to the side as we sat in the car in awkward silence. I had never been alone with a boy for so long. I wasn't even sure if tonight was considered a date or just a friendly night out. I looked out the window and saw that my parent's bedroom light was still on. Th
ey were probably waiting for me to get home.
I turned my head toward Adam and was caught off guard at his intense stare. His eyes locked onto mine and began to drift down. He looked at my lips and nibbled at his bottom lip. Wow, did that turn me on. I wanted to attack him right there, but I kept myself glued to the seat.
His eyes drifted down more as they casually checked out my breasts. After several seconds, they continued their adventure trailing down the side of my body. With each curve that he passed his eyes sort of bounce with lust. After what seemed like an eternity his eyes shot back up.
"Did I ever tell you how god damn beautiful you look?" He brought out his dazzling smile, and I could feel myself melt. He was bringing his A game tonight. It also helped that he was the only boy, beside my father, who called me beautifully. Most guys thought I was a bookworm in high school. I dug my chin down into my chest trying my best to hide my smile and blush.
"Aren't you trying a little too hard?" I managed to spurt out as I turned my head.
My eyes grew wide as his soft lips pushed against mine. He moved his lips and mine stood still, locked in shock from his sudden aggression. His hands drifted up the side of my body and grabbed at my breasts. I moaned out in pleasure.
No boy's hands had ever grabbed my breast like that. My eyes fluttered as I closed them. I clumsily moved my lips about trying to stay in tune with his. It was clear that Adam had more experience than me. His lips moved with confidence as his saliva mixed with mine. With each passionate kiss, he slipped a little of his tongue inside my mouth.
At first his tongue nabbed at my lips, traveling further and further inside with each push. With every push of his lips, he grew more confident and sent his tongue further. I moved my own and brushed it up against his. He grunted out in surprise as they touched. His hands pulled up on my shirt, trying to get a good feel for what was underneath.
"JASMINE!!" A voice behind me bellowed.
I pulled my head back and hit the back of my seat as I stared at directly into my father's raging eyes. He yanked open the door and pulled me outside. I had never seen him this angry before. This wasn't going to end well.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" He whispered as he pulled me up the sidewalk. I searched for an answer that might satisfy him, unable to produce one. I looked back at Adam, who was already sticking his key in the ignition and letting the Mustang roar to life. He winked at me and pulled away from the curb, the smell of freshly burnt rubber invading my nostrils.
"Do you have anything to say for yourself, young lady?" My mother stood waiting at the front door in her pink robe. Her hands were crossed, and her eyes squinted at me. She looked at she had just woken up.
My dad swung the front door and turned his attention back to me.
"Well?" He crossed his arms, and both of them stood by the white door.
Think, Jasmine. Think! "I- I- Ah..." Still nothing came to mind.
This night was ending how I wanted it too. I had just experienced my first kiss and felt up, only to be interrupted by my father. This whole fiasco would probably make a better story later on, but right now I could feel my knees hitting against each other as they clattered with fear.
"Did you sleep with him?" My mom finally asked.
"Mom!!" How could she ask me something like that? She knew that I wasn't that kind of girl. "Of course not," I cried out, a trail of tears streaming down the side of my face. It hurt that she even asked me that. Did she really not trust me?
Her brows furrowed, and she grew as red as my father, "I don't believe you. I saw the way he was feeling you up." She turned her head to my father, whose face was still scrunched up.
"Daddy, don't you believe me? Don't you trust me?" I paced toward him grabbing hold of his hand. I was his little girl, how could he not trust me.
"I don't know what to believe anymore." He pulled his hand away, and I felt my heart break in half. Had I not been a good daughter to them all this time? Had I done anything to break their trust before this? A stream of questions rushed through my head as I tried to process what was going on.
"I didn't have sex with him, Daddy. It was just a kiss. That's all, I promise." I howled at him.
"Prove it to me," His voice grew dead serious. My mother turned her head to him as if not sure where he was going with this.
I wiped the tears away and waited until I regained my composure, "How?" I crossed my arms and waited for his answer.
"Tomorrow morning I'm going to have a doctor come in. He will give you your first gyno exam, and he will tell me if you're still a virgin. If you are, all will be forgiven. If you're not, you can kiss college goodbye."
I stood there and listened to his proposal. I couldn't believe what I was hearing from him. It didn't make any sense. How could he possibly throw away my whole future because of one night? It wasn't fair but did I have any other choice?
I ran through everything in my head. I knew for a fact that I hadn't slept with Adam or anyone else. I knew that I would be able to prove him wrong. I didn't see how I could lose.
"Fine," I sneered back.
"Good." His face grew more relaxed as he made his way toward the kitchen. He turned his head, "I hope you're not lying to me pumpkin," A sad expression crossed his face. In one night, I had seen my father at his angriest and saddest point. I was going to see him at his happiest tomorrow after I passed my exam.
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Chapter 2: The Doctors Have Arrived
"Hurry!" My mom walked from each side of my room opening the blinds as I brushed the sun out of my eyes. What the hell was she talking about? I was on summer vacation and college hadn't started yet. I had nowhere to be for another week.
I wiped the sleep away and tried to focus on her bustling body, "What are you talking about, Mom?" She stopped and turned to me. Her hand still holding on the cord that brought up the blinds.
"Don't you remember last night? The promise you made?" She whispered to me.
I sat their absent-minded, "Vaguely."
She shook her head from side to side, "You promised your father you would get checked by the doctor this morning. Do you remember now?"
I pushed off the bed; it was all coming back to me now. Shit, I didn't think he was serious about it. And this early in the morning too? I looked at the clock, and the number nine beamed back at me. "How the hell did he get an appointment this early in the morning and last minute?" I shouted back as I grabbed my jeans off the ground.
"You know how your father gets when he sets his mind on something." She grabbed some of my notebooks off the desk and set them with my other books. She tidied up the rest of the supplies on the table and ran a wet cloth on the wood.
"What are you doing all that for?" I asked as I buttoned up my pants.
"Your examination will be in your room. I'm trying to make it look somewhat presentable," She answered as she moved around the room, her hands shooting in all different directions.
"Here? Like here here?" I pointed to my bed. I had never heard of anything like this. All my friends in high school had gotten their exams in a medical room at the hospital. I never heard of a doctor making a home visit for this kind of procedure?
"Yes, right there."
*Ding Dong*
The front door rang. She put the last items in place and rushed out the door. "Be down there in thirty seconds," she yelled.
Fuck. Fuck. I was not ready for this at all. All of last night seemed like some nightmare, at least the last couple parts. My dad was yelling and pointing at me. My mother was accusing me of lying. Me crying myself to sleep. I pushed the thoughts out of my head.
I needed to come up with a way to convince my dead that this was a bad idea. I ran through my options, but nothing resonated with me. My thoughts kept going back to his expressions last night. He was way too serious for me to convince him this exam was a bad idea. It didn't seem like I had a choice now. Nothing I could say would ever deter him. I pulled my shirt over and ran down the stairs and into th
e kitchen.
At the corner of the kitchen, at the table sat two of the most handsome men I had ever seen. One of the men had jet black hair with a sprinkle of white hairs. He had light green eyes that reminded me of freshly cut grass. His eyes instantly connected with mine and a smile spread across his face. Next to him, a younger man stood from his chair and made his way toward me.
"Hi, I'm Assistant Dr. Crewly." He held out his toned hand, and I hesitated to reach out for it. I glanced at it and couldn't help, but notice how defined it was. The veins in his wrists protruded as his stood in the air waiting for me. Each of his fingers seemed to be at twice the size of my petite digits. My mind began to wonder as this handsome doctor stood before me.
"Its polite to shake the doctor's hand," my father urged me on a he shot a reassuring smile to the assistant. I could feel myself get red in the face, the assistant's hand still firm and at attention.
"Hi, Dr. Crewly my name is Jasmine. Nice to meet you." I gripped his over sized hand. His hand took hold of mine, and I could feel the raw power behind it. He squeezed my hand slightly, and my hand began to hurt. He slightly moved his wrist, but my hand shook violently. It was almost as if he couldn't control the strength of his movements. How did this man with such big hands become a gynecologist?