by Sansa Gold
My hands struggled with his belt buckle as he continued to move from my grasp. "You're going to have to stop moving if you want me to give you a little attention," I cried.
"Oh, don't worry about me right now. I haven't stopped thinking about your pussy since the last time." His fingers worked diligently to take off my jeans. I screamed in surprise as he swooped them off with one pull. "Fuck," he mumbled as he pulled my panties to the side. I moaned as his thumb pressed against my clit. There was no else who could bring turn me into putty as he could. His hand caressed my tits as the other circled my clit.
"Just fuck me already," I cried. I closed my legs around his hand, the fire inside of me taking hold. I couldn't keep it inside of me. This time I didn't have to be quiet, no one would hear my moans over the thumping music from Dillon's party. This was the one time that I didn't mind how obnoxiously loud he played the music.
I stretched out my hands above my head, looking for anything to grab hold of. I opened my mouth, my tongue tracing the bottom of my lip in excitement. My voice had gone up at least an octave as the muscles around my pussy convulsed. My body shook uncontrollably as his hands continued to play with my body.
"I can't wait another more," he dove his head between my legs, his warm breath bathing my pussy. "You smell so good," he held my panties to the side as his tongue lapped over my cunt, his body shivered with frenzy.
I looked to the side, seeing one of his pens on the bed. I couldn't resist, it seemed like the only logical move. I clutched the top of the pen, letting my teeth sink into the cap. It was the only object around me that could keep me quiet. Screaming and moaning only helped so much, taking out my passion on this cap relieved a primal tendency inside of me. I felt the cheap plastic rip from the pressure as his tongue licked between my legs.
I ran my hands through his hair, his gel sticking to me. I nudged his head onto my pussy, feeling his teeth along the edges of my skin. My toes dug into my mattress, as my hips lifted into the air. I couldn't be bothered to control myself anymore. The orgasm had become too much for me to handle. The plastic pen cap lay mangled on my bed.
"I'm cumming." He pressed down on my clit, a flurry of shocks traveling through me. I still couldn't believe that my campus doctor was between my legs. Any second Stacey could walk through that door and catch us in the throes of passion. But, I knew she wouldn't come back, not until I called her. Still, the chance of getting caught took the sensation to another level, just like in the exam room.
His fingers slipped inside of me, taking me even further. My body spasmed as my pussy tightened around his fingers. He continued to hit my oh-so-sensitive spot as I pressed his head down against me, moans escaping me.
He watched as I twirled around my bed, my wetness still in the scruff of his beard. He licked his lips as the world around me crumbled. "God, I love the way you finish," he said. His lips making my body shiver with exhaustion.
He had been so good to me. Always treating me first. It was time to repay the favor. I felt his abs as I pressed him down against the bed, his hardness present between his legs. "I see you've pitched quite a tent," I responded. His belt laid half done, from my earlier attempts.
"Hard not to get excited with that body of yours." He dragged his hands over his face, wiping the sweat on my sheets.
"Let's just see how hard you are," I said, my fingers grabbing hold of his cock slowly, methodically. "I haven't been able to stop thinking of you since my last appointment.
His breathing is faster now as I stroked his cock, and I watched his hands move down the side of his body. They inch toward me. He wants to attack me, to throw me on the bed and fuck me right there, but I don't let him. I can't let him until I get a taste of his hardness.
I licked my lips, and I do what I've been dying to do since I left his office- I bring my mouth over the top of his helm, sucking him with such ferocity that I think I might hurt him. He groans loudly, as I work my way down his shaft, pre-cum dripping into the back of my throat.
I raised my head to take a breath, he runs his fingers through my hair, coiling and yanking it above my head. "I want to see that pretty face," he growls, his hand forcing me back on his cock.
"Yes, Dr. Lambert," I muster out between breaths. He jams his cock into the back of my throat as my body shivered with lust. His hand moves down to the side of my cheek, touching the bump against my cheek.
"Do you want more?" He asked.
"Yes, give me more," I beg of him, a whimper rolls out of my mouth with no control. " I can't take it anymore..."
"How badly do you want it?" His hand moved down my back as I shuddered. The heat in the pit of my stomach grew with each touch he laid upon me. Each time his hardness pressed against the back of my throat, stars shimmering at the edge of my vision, the wetness dripped between my legs.
"I want it so bad," I whispered, the side of my mouth gliding up and down his cock. He could slip it inside of me so easily.
He spins me around so that my back is toward him, his cock pressing at my pussy, my ass on display for him, his hands running up my back.
He rolled a condom onto his length, I turned around, "No need."
He smiled, "Are you sure?"
"I want to feel you inside of me," I muttered, knowing full well of the risk. "You can just pull out if need be." I knew he would listen. He wouldn't argue with my decision, he was a man after all.
"I'm not going to complain about that," he laughed, wrapping his hand around my hair and giving it a tug. I moaned with surprise, his tongue traced the bottom of his lip in pleasure.
He pressed his hand against my shoulders making my ass scotch up, completely on display for him, and yet I never felt safer.
Nothing about what he does next is slow and gentle. There is no hesitation like in his office. He pushed his cock inside of me, my pussy instantly stretching as his cock entered. I bit the pillow that laid against my face, sending my moans into it. His hands grabbed on my ass, as I wailed out his name. My pussy pulsated against his hardness, as his hips rocked against mine.
He pulled out of me, flipping me around on my back. His cock slid into me, his face next to mine. His breathing hit the side of my neck, as he stroked inside of me. I took his face between my hands and pulled him down, kissing him as I rocked my hips into him, letting his cock hit me in my g-spot.
His hips shifted, and the thrusting began. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I dropped my hands to the side as I focused on the sensations, unable to spare any attention to anything else.
My hands were on his ass, pulling at him, encouraging him. Within in seconds, he took me to my climax, my eyes closing as the sensations exploded from within me. As he pushed deep inside of me, the fire spreading inside every inch of my begin, and I dug my nails into his ass as my body shook from the pounding he gave me.
He didn't stop, and a part of me had noticed that his pace had increased. His breath grew haggard, low, and hoarse as he continued to drive me higher and higher. It was more intense than before, his body resting on top of mine, causing my breaths to get caught in my windpipe. I could no longer moan out his name or even curse anything around me, his cock drilled me as his teeth bit into my skin.
The world around me evaporated as I felt myself rise to another dimension. My eyes were open, but I couldn't see anything. All I felt was his instrument as it rammed into me at a slow, even, methodical pace like some kind of machine.
Then, it stopped. It had taken several deep breaths before I regained my composure, Dr. Lambert looking down at me then toward the door.
"Did you hear that?"
I raised my head, trying to listen for what he did. I pushed him off me as I heard a knock at the door. This couldn't he happening right now. Maybe, if I just ignored it, it would go away.
"Melissa, I know you're in there," Dillon shouted from outside. Fuck, just my luck. "I'm not going anywhere until you open this door. Stacey said you were busy studying for some test. How about you take a break and chill at t
he party?"
I knew that he was a persistent little fuck. He would sit at the door knocking all night if he had too. Probably bring a bunch of his friends over to kill the time until I opened it for him.
"I need to answer this," I told him.
"He won't go away otherwise," He asked, his hand still stroked at his cock. I wanted to dive it into my mouth, to take him whole To ignore the knocking and just let him fuck my brains out. But, I knew that wouldn't be a smart move, not with Dillon outside the door.
"Yea," I answered, annoyed by the fact that Dillon messed up my good time. I looked around the room, for something to put on, but think about it.
"Where are you going like that?" Dr. Lambert glanced at my naked body.
"To answer the door. I'll hide behind it. He'll never know." I walked toward the door, my sweaty heels made me slip on the floor. Luckily, I recovered just I got to the door. I cracked it open. Dillon stood under the dim lighting of the hallway; his body drenched in cologne.
"Dillon, I'm busy studying I can't come out now," I muttered.
"Just come for a couple minutes it'll be fun," he whined, his hand touched mine. "Your pretty sweaty for just sitting around doing nothing."
Fuck, I hadn't thought about my sweat drenched body. "Yea, I'm taking breaks every couple minutes to work out. Give my brain a rest every once in a while," I answered, unsure if I even believed it.
I felt his hands on my legs as he parted them open, I bit the bottom of my lip. I looked behind me, Dr. Lambert's finger against his lip. He didn't expect me to be quiet as he fucked me, did he?
"How about you come chill with me at the party for your break instead?" Dillon asked, his hand moving down the side of my forearm, my head still the only thing sticking out.
"I - I..." Dr. Lambert stuck his cock inside me, my body spasmed with joy, " I can't do that. I'm really busy right now," I answered.
"Bullshit, you just think you're too good for us." Dillon's hand shot back as he crossed it against his body.
I don't answer because I can't. My pussy tightened around Dr. Lambert's cock as I nodded my head. It would take too much afford to give into him.
"So that's it, huh?" He stammered out.
"Uh- yeah," Dr. Lambert's balls clacked against my pussy, sending my head against the door.
"Are you ok?" A concerned look crossed his face as he walked toward the door.
"No. I mean yeah, I'm fine. Just stay outside." It took all of my willpower to answer him. I couldn't take it anymore. I closed the door right in his face as I threw my body against the frame.
I spread my hands up the cheap wood as I tried to keep my moans to myself. I knew that Dillon was still waiting outside that door, probably unsure about what the hell just happened. Dr. Lambert grabbed the bottom of my ass, as his hardness penetrated and hit against the wetness. He slipped in and out of me like it was nothing, his cock was no longer the monstrosity from before.
"Did you like my little surprise?" He whispered into the back of my ear as he relentlessly pounded me.
"Yes, doctor," I breathed out. My nails dug into the wood, as he pressed his body against me. My nipples rubbed against the wood; they were sore and sensitive from the pleasure.
"Do you want me to cum into you?" He whispered, his tongue traced the inside of my neck. I didn't care anymore. My body was at the edge of giving out on me. I could buckle over at any second and go into a deep slumber if he didn't hold me against the door.
"Please finish with me." I scratched down the side of the door as his pace increased. He grunted and groaned as I raised on the tip of my toes, my mouth open with glee.
In a moment, my body shattered as lightning shot through me. I felt his hot jizz shot inside of me. It filled me to the brim, single drops falling on the floor. He pressed his forehead against my back, his cock slipping out of me.
"I filled you up," he mumbled as he kissed my back. My body sunk to the floor drained and exhausted.
"I'm done," I whispered. I wouldn't be able to move for days.
He picked me up as if I was nothing and laid me on the bed, my body welcomed the soft embrace. I looked up at him and smiled at him, beads of sweat rolling down the side of my body. He lifted his pants and buckled it tight, green eyes looking at his handy work.
"You're going to need a couple weeks to recover," he said as he patted me on the ass. "I'll see you at your check up in two weeks." He knelt and kissed me on the ass, before walking out the door.
His jizz oozed out at me. I was drained, lifeless, and weakened by the whole procedure, but one thing was sure. I couldn't wait to get back in his exam room and have him inside of me.
THE END
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I felt the rush as his fingers drifted up the inside of my thighs, my hips moving up with his flow. Stacey moaned next to me, then giggled as we looked at each other. This was something new for all of us, but that didn't stop us from letting go. With each flick of my clit, I pushed my hot breathe against Stacey's neck.
After a while, I became lost in the moment. It happened as Adam's tongue brushed against my clit, so I puckered my lips and brushed them against her neck. She shrieked in response, her orgasm rolling through her. Our lips met in the middle, she brushed her top lip against mine, and from there we were lost. Our tongue lashed into each other's mouths, her hands pinching at my A-cups while mine grabbed handfuls of her bosom. I had wanted to grab her breasts from the moment I saw her; I was jealous of them. Now I was a little less because I got to take them as my own.
At some point, the Doctors stopped what they were doing and just watched. Stacey pulled back and giggled, her hand drifting down the side my gown until it pressed against my sensitive clit. I roared with joy as she pressed against it, with more expertise than Adam. There were some things that even guys didn't know. A kind of thing a girl learns by exploring her body.
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"So are you guys official now?" Stacey bumped into me. She smiled at me as she brushed the hair away from her face. She had to come, according to her. She couldn't just sit around all day while her friend went to the doctor, plus she wanted to hear all the hot details after my appointment. I tried to fight her, but she wouldn't take no for an answer. So here we are back at the Health Building, it felt like the last month had passed in such a rush.
"Not yet. He said that he's working on something, but until then we are supposed to keep it hush-hush." I looked over at her.
"I know. I know," she answered as she rolled her eyes, her fingers crossed her lips. I hoped that she could keep this secret, I didn't need the whole campus knowing that I was fucking the campus doctor, at least one of them. Right now we were just taking it slow, by slow I meant just fucking like animals.
It had been another two weeks since I'd seen him. That night he stopped at the dorm was amazing. It took me two days to recover from the way he pounded me. I had to email my teachers that I was sick; I even got him to write me a doctor's note. Stacey and I had a good laugh about that.
"So anything for you around campus?" I pulled open the door, the A/C air cooling my body. Everything now was second nature; I knew exactly where I was going. No more panic like the trip before. Now I was all cool and control of my day. Hopefully, the nurse wouldn't recognize the change.
"One night stands here and there, but nothing like you." She looked at me with puppy- dog eyes. I knew that she was jealous of me finding someone so quickly, and, for the most part, she was supportive. I realized on her to keep her mouth shut. Otherwise, Adam and I would be in a heap of trouble.
"Don't over think it. Who knows maybe you'll find yourself a nice doctor today?" I always wondered if Adam was the only one who came onto his patients. There had to be other doctors o
ut there who slept with their patients at some point. How could you not? Doctors and patients are put in proximity all time. They are forced to share intimate problems about each other. I'm sure sleeping with each other was bound to happen.
Her eyes lit up as she held my hand, "Does Adam know of any other doctor that is willing to date students?" She pressed down on her dress, then brushing aside some hair. "I'd like to be someone's sex toy," she murmured as her cheeks turned red.
"I'll have to ask him, but I'm not just his sex toy. What we share is passionate, real, and emotional." We push our way into the office; there isn't anyone else in. The nurse nodded her head behind the receptionist desk at me. Guess she recognized me.