by Sansa Gold
He finished unbuckling his pants and pulled them down to his ankles, along with his boxers. As he stood beside me, I turned my head and saw his penis for the first time, my mouth dropped. It was enormous, larger than Mark that was for sure. He fully erect, he must have gotten off of taking advantage of young vulnerable girls on their first procedures.
"I need you to relax and take a deep breathe for me." He moved closer between my legs. He still wore his medical white jacket and button down shirt. I still didn't know how to react to all this, all I knew was that he was definitely bigger than the speculum.
He spread my knees further apart as he inched toward me, the stirrups moved more to the side. There was nothing that I could do at this point, I was completely under his control. The wetness on my pussy was still there, as the head of his cock touched it. He began to roll it between my flaps, lightening began to shot up my body. I had a boyfriend, was this really alright? Another shock of lightening coursed up my body, I knew then that my body wasn't going to resist his advances.
I said nothing. He took my silence as approval to push forward, he took his cock away from my slit, and pushed his fingers in. This time they were already curled and aimed directly for my g-spot. I arched my back and the paper crinkled underneath me, uncontrollable moans escaped my body I brought both my hands over. I didn't want the other nurses to hear me. He knew exactly what he was doing to me, probably better than I ever did. His fingers moved hastily, helped by the moisture that emitted from me with every curled touched. In the heat of the moment my thoughts rested on Mark briefly, but knew that he could never possibly please me this way. I couldn't imagine that inexperienced boy could please any woman like Dr. Longing.
My whole body erupted in fire and I let out another moan of pleasure, thankfully it was blocked by my palms. Dr. Longing's fingers continued to fuck my whole and I could hear the slopping sounds as his fingers exited and entered over and over. Without warning, his fingers left and he shoved his cock down my cunt. My body moved in all directions, now longer controlled by me.
Without realizing it I had bit down on my hand, a small trail of blood had come forth. I bit down on it, giving me something to concentrate while my doctor began to pound me. My hymen was already broken, but my virgin pussy could feel every thrust within. It hugged and tightened around his massive cock, as he slowly began to stretch me out. I could tell that he would not last much longer, as his pace increased with each thrust. "Your cunt is so tight," he said. "Just take it all." He pushed forward more, his hands climbing up my body.
His hands squeezed onto my breasts, as his cock left my body. A deep sadness grew over me, I wanted more of his massive cock. I turned my gaze toward him, I was going to start begging him to put it back in if I had too. As if he red my mine, he pulled on my tits and slammed his member back into my hole. His balls clacked against my ass, with such force it sent a shock up my body. Once more, he began increasing his tempo as his fingers flicked at my nipples.
I could feel drool dripping down the side of my mouth, I had lost all of my composure. I hardly cared at this point, I just didn't want any of it to end. I wanted him to pound me for as long as he could.
"I'm going to come." My thoughts flashed to my mother, who had sent me here to get the pills.
"Wait, don't. Y-your not wearing a condom," I mustered out between each of his pumps.
"Exactly," he answered back.
There was nothing I could do but succumb to his body. I let my body drop back onto the exam, his cock drilling me harder than every before. I felt my legs began to tense as his hands dug deeply into my hips. The end of my body had left the table, his strong muscular arms pounding me back up. It was obvious that he would not last any longer.
A warmth started to grow in my pussy and began to spread outward along my body. I felt it in my toes first, then it traveled up my stomach, towards my arms. I was going to cum soon, just as he would. With one last powerful thrust the doctor slammed his cock deep within me. I felt the tip of cock nearly hit my cervix as his seed began to fill my fertile womb. The feeling of being so stuffed brought upon my orgasm that washed over me. I tensed up, my pussy holding onto his cock as he throbbed and pulsated against it. My whole body gyrated with the most powerful orgasm of my life as I felt the doctor shoot continue to shoot himself within me.
He fell onto me, still pressed deep with me keeping his seed from leaking out. It was at least a couple of minutes before he regained his breathe and began to raise his pants.
"You never pulled out," I said.
"I know, I never wanted to pull out," he replied.
"But..."
He came to my side, his dark brown eyes peering at me, "Cindy, I want this to stay between us. Remember, the patient doctor confidentiality," he waited for my response. I nodded my head for him. "Good, well let's keep this between us too. No reason to get anyone else involved. I want you to come back in two months, at the same time for a check up. I want to see how your moving along."
He grabbed his file and walked out the door. I spread out against the table, running everything that just happened in my head. Without a doubt, that was the best orgasm I had ever had. A sharp pang climbed from my pussy, it missed his massive cock.
I quickly dressed and headed out the room, holding my legs tight together so his seed wouldn't drop. I reached the receptionist desk and was greeted by the same old nurse, "Do you need a follow up?" She asked.
"Yes, two months from today for Cindy Knowles."
Book 27: The House Sitter's Punishment
Chapter 1: The First Time
I pushed down on my jeans, trying to remove the stains that covered them. I looked around the house realizing that I had definitely not dressed for this job. I was used to going to small apartment buildings, and even smaller houses, to babysit the kids of an overworked mother or father. Instead what stood before me was hardly a house, more like a mansion.
This mansion was equipped with its own front gate, which had a security guard of its own. Upon entering the premise you could see the white house upon the hillside, gleaming in the darkness of the night. What kind of babysitting gig have you gotten yourself into Sabrina?
I peered around the front door, looking for some sort of ringer to let them know I was here. None were present, at least none that I could see. I opted for the metal knocker that hung from the door, which echoed within the interior house at the clanged against the door. I can't believe my babysitting company, "Caring Nannies", had found this place for me. I was used to the minimum wage jobs, where customers usually tried to haggle down the price once I was at their doorstep. I had a feeling these would be no haggling on their part tonight, maybe the tables would be reversed, I laughed to myself.
The door opened and there stood the most intimidating man I had ever met, dressed in a casual manner. A welcoming grin spread across his face once we locked eyes. I moved my head to the side, already feeling myself blushing. What the hell was wrong with me? I never got this red, especially this quickly, but there was something different about the man that stood before him.
His presence and stature at first demanded respect but melted away once he saw me. Instead, a man stood before me, one whose clothes were way too tight for him, leaving very little to the imagination. Out the corner of my eye I could see his bulging biceps begging to break free of his white button down shirt. His black dress pants hugged his enormous thighs and leaving the slight outline of his cock. Well, at least it was subtle as opposed to other disgusting clients who misunderstood babysitting for "young innocent college girl".
He stretched out his hand, "Hi, I'm Adam Lancing."
I cleared my throat and took his hand, "Its a pleasure to met you Mr. Lancing. My name is Sabrina Kit."
He lowered himself, placing a gentle peck upon the top of my hand, "Believe me, the pleasure is all mine Sabrina."
Great, just when I thought I couldn't blush any harder, I felt the heat of my cheeks intensify. Who was this man? Who had the comp
any sent me to on such late notice?
"Would you like to come in?" He inquired, as I stood there trying to make sense of it all.
"Ummm... Yea of course." He held the door open for me as I moved into the house, if I thought the outside was outstanding the inside was a different world.
The floor was completely covered in the white and black tiles that interchanged at every pace. My reflection stared back at me when I looked at them, quickly reminding me how plain and out of place I looked in this place. The middle of the room was a stairway which divided at its peak going into two separate directions. At the top of the ceiling hung a white chandelier that dimly lit the entrance.
"You have such a lovely home," the truth of words leaving me mouth.
"Why, thank you." His smile shining brighter than his large chandelier. Once again my cheeks burned red hot. Calm yourself Sabrina, your going to be like putty for him at this rate.
"Helen, come downstairs!! Come meet the babysitter for the night!!" He shouted up the stairs.
A small young voice rang back, "Yes, Papa."
He turned around and looked at me, "I'll be back in a couple hours. I'm going on my a blind date tonight." He ran his fingers through his hair, a worried look spread across it.
"Is something the matter Mr. Lancing?"
He raised his head, "Would you believe that its been almost 20 years since I went on a date?"
"Get the hell out of here," I hollered back, my hands shooting across my mouth. "Sorry, that was very unprofessional of me."
His head sprang back and he laughed, "Relax, you don't need to be uptight around me. You won't hurt me feelings." He winked at me, "Yea, I haven't been on a date since I met Helen's mother. But unfortunately she passed away several years ago and I've just build the courage to move on and try dating."
"I'm sure you'll do fine," I blurted back.
"Thanks," He brushed his hand against my forearm, "Oh, sorry about that."
"Relax, you don't need to be uptight around me," I winked back at him, a smile spread across his face.
So fa,r this was by far my best customer yet. I hadn't even met his daughter yet. A small girl came prancing down the stairs, holding a small teddy bear.
"Hi, I'm Helen," she extended her hand.
"Hi, Helen. I'm Sabrina, are you ready for a awesome night?" I shook her hand, and her body shook as she nodded her head in approval.
"Looks like you two will get along just fine. Now excuse me while I get ready."
Adam ran up the stairs and down the hall, completely out of sight. The image of his nice ass running through my mind.
"So what do you want to do, Helen?"
"I can give you a tour of the house?"
"That sounds great." My mind was more preoccupied on her handsome daddy.
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Chapter 2: The Red Room
After Helen had shown me the house, we ran around playing tag. Once we tired of that I cooked her a quick dinner, which she didn't fuss about at all. This was by far the easiest babysitting job I had ever gotten.
I pushed the blankets up to Helen's neck, making sure that she was completely tucked in. Her little hands stuck out, holding the blankets in place, as her large green eyes began to close.
"Good night, Helen." I whispered into her ear.
"Night, Sabrina."
And with that she was off to dreamland, which gave me time to kill before Adam returned. Helen had given me a good tour of the house, but there was a room at the back of the second floor which we didn't go into. Helen mentioned that it was daddy's room, she wasn't allowed in daddy's room. It had completely piqued my interest, leaving me wondering all night what could possibly be in that room.
I made my way there, bounding up the flight of stairs, feeling the cold wood against my bare feet. The lights before the end of the room weren't working for some odd reason, that didn't deter me. Curiosity usually got the best of me, especially when working in a mansion. Who knows when I'll work for Adam again? This might be a one time thing, which I didn't complain. He paid very handsomely, which was great for a freshman college girl.
I knelt down before, pressing my head against the door. I hoped that some noise would ring back, giving me a hint at what laid beyond this door. But, no sounds came from the within the room. I moved to the side and stared through the keyhole, trying to get an idea of this room's belongings.
Red. That's what met my eye. The room was painted in a dark red color, in the back of the room something hung from the wall. It was some sort of leather straps, nothing on them. My curiosity rose even higher than before.
I grabbed a pin out of my hair, it had been a while since I had broken into a room with a hair ping. I used to do it all the time with my high school girlfriends, especially when it meant getting into their father's liquor rooms. I pressed the pin into the whole and fiddle with the door handle, listening for the click that granted me access.
Ever several minutes of trying, I heard the sound I had wanted. I slowly opened the door, finally laying my eyes on the room within. I looked around taking it all in, problem was that I wasn't sure what this room was for. There were a number of items within the room most noticeable were; the leather straps that hung from the ceiling and a cushioned seat with straps on either side.
I moved toward the back of the room, opening drawers, trying to get the answers my curious mind required. The first several drawers held nothing, that was until I opened the one toward the bottom. There laid several different items that quickly confirmed my suspicion.
This was a Sex Room, I had heard about them from friends but never seen one in person. The last drawer contained an assortment of newly packaged vibrators and pocket pussies. More than I had ever seen in my life, my cheeks quickly turned red once more. I reached down and grabbed one of the vibrators, it had been opened but not taken out of its wrapping.
My hand dove into the package and pulled it out. The dildo seemed seemed to have a remote control that hung from the end of it, I turned the switch and it came to life. As I continued to push the switch to the side, the dildo shook harder and faster. I could feel myself already getting wet, as I imagined trying it out. I had never tried a dildo before, but I heard of their unique...attributes.
I held the vibrator in hand and worked my way back toward the door, peering down the hallway looking and listening for anything that might find me. Once satisfied that I was completely along, I sat myself on the black cushion chair with straps on the side. I turned the vibrator on, placing it between my thighs letting the vibrations roll down my body. With my other hand I grabbed my tits, soft moans escaping from my mouth.
I began to picture Adam's impressive body before me. What I wouldn't do to that man if I were given the chance? I smiled at myself at the near thought of it. I moved my hand away from my tits toward my jeans, unbuttoning them and pushing them off me. The vibrations grew in straight as they moved across my bare thighs. I calmly moved it up my thigh, inching closer every second to my wet pussy. Soft moans turning louder with every buzz of the wand.
I let the wand vibrate on top of my panties, causing streams of pleasures to quickly run up my side. I instantly bit my lip, trying to hold back the louder moans, I didn't want Helen to wake up to this. My hand gripped around my tits, trying to help me keep my voice shut as the hungry vibrator continued to buzz away at my cunt.
The sensations turned my body upside down, my breathe quickening as I felt myself come near my orgasm. I sprang the switch to the left, until it would go no further. The vibrations scorched my body as my thighs instantly grabbed the vibrator, holding it in place. My hips back to lift involuntary, as the moans escaped my mouth. My hands ran the side of my body, no longer under my control. My whole body began to shake as the orgasm took hold of me. With my eyes closed I saw crackles of light dance in the darkness, as I finished.
I melted down into the cushion seat, my legs opening and releasing the buzzing serpent that had given me such pleasure. Every few seconds my body
would began to jerk, it was beyond my control. The only thing under my control was my thoughts, and they were squarely on Adam and his cock. The outline of it had turned me on so much, making it even easier to try the wand for the first time. I bit my lip and giggled to myself, knowing that these were small indulges of being alone in someone else's home.
*Clap Clap Clap*
My eyes opened wide, head turning toward the sound. There in the doorway stood Adam, his body leaning against the door frame. His eyes intently started down at my body. I knew that I was fucked, I wouldn't get another babysitting job if my life depended on it.
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Chapter 3: His Return
" That was some kind of show."
I sat there, using my jeans to try to cover as much as I could. I prayed that this was some sort of sick dream, that any second I would wake up home in my bed. I closed my eyes, like Dorothy and tried to wish my way back home. I opened them, Adam still stood against the door frame and I was still within the Red Room. All I could do was bring my hands to my face and try to cover my embarrassment.
I heard Adam's steps against the carpet as he made his way toward me. I opened my fingers a bit, seeing him walking toward me, intently staring at me. I had royally fucked up and now I was going to get fired, or worse put in jail.
As he past the leather straps, his fingers bounced between each loop as if they were acrobats. I found myself holding my breathe, the wait for my judgment was excruciating. His silence ripped through me, I rather he yell at me and tell me how fucked up I was than sit in this silence any longer.
Once he stood before me, a grin spread across his face, " Did you enjoy yourself?"
Was this a trick question? Did he want me to confess my sins before him, hoping that he could use it against me later? At this rate honesty might be the only thing that saves me, deceit can only hurt me in the long run.