Sacred Thoughts - The Collection

by Alana Chappell

  “Oh,” she says. “I guess there were so many fireworks going off I couldn’t keep track.” She giggles.

  Sweaty and completely out of breath, the trio gets off the floor as they each make their way to different parts of the house to clean themselves up. Carlos is the first to finish. He yells to the couple, “Thanks for a good time!”

  They are in the back bedroom cleaning up. Carlos says, “Don’t worry about hurrying; I can lock up for you guys.”

  “Thanks,” the two of them yell. “I’ll call you later,” Manuel adds.

  “Sounds good,” he replies.

  As they listen for the door to close behind him, their feelings are still quite high and they are feeling completely aroused. Manuel makes his way over to Marissa. As he holds her, he whispers, “You were incredible tonight.”

  “Really?” she replies.

  “Absolutely. I can’t take my hand off of you.” He lays her gently on the bed and makes sweet love to her all night long.

  Dr. Pleasure

  Tuesday morning Caroline quickly jumps from her bed. She is panicked from her alarm going off so loudly: beep, beep, beep. “Okay, I’m up,” she says aloud while she sits straight up in the bed. As her heart races, she gathers herself and remembers that she has a doctor’s appointment this morning. “I really don’t feel like going to get my annual woman’s exam.” She slowly makes her way to the shower as she dreads going. She turns on the warm, steamy water and waits for the bathroom to heat up. It’s a cold 32 degrees outside and Caroline can’t wait to immerse herself in the warmth of the water. She takes her nightgown off as it hits the floor. “Ohh,” she says as she quickly gets into the shower. “Ouch,” she says quietly as the hot warm stings her cold back. She turns down the temperature of the water and lathers her body full of soap. Mmm, she thinks to herself, what else can I accomplish today? I don’t want to make any more trips than I need to. Maybe I’ll go by my favorite bookstore to see what new releases are on the shelves. Oh, yeah, I can’t forget to treat myself to my favorite flavored coffee.

  As she rinses off, she grabs a nice, warm towel lying on the counter and wraps it around her steamy, naked body. Oh, I better hurry up and dry off; I can feel the cold trying to creep underneath the door. She quickly lotions up her body and puts her clothes on. Her lip quivering and body shaking with goose bumps has made her lose track of time. “I don’t have much time,” she says as she grabs her boots. She searches frantically for her keys and purse. “Here they are,” she mumbles, snatching her jacket as she makes her way to the car parked in the garage.

  “Thank God,” she says aloud as her garage door opens. She feels the cold air penetrate through the windows in her car. Within twenty minutes she arrives at her doctor’s office. Hurrying quickly through the front doors, she takes the elevator to the second floor. Ding. She arrives in the lobby and checks in with the receptionist.

  “Hello, can I help you?” she says as she looks directly at Caroline.

  “Yes,” she replies, “I am here to see Dr. Meeks today. I have an appointment at 11:00 a.m.”

  “Okay,” she replies as she hands Caroline some forms to fill out. “Sorry for the inconvenience,” the receptionist says to her as she hands her the clipboard.

  “What do you mean?” Caroline replies as she grabs the paperwork.

  “Dr. Meeks will not be in today. He had a family emergency and won’t be back till next week.”

  “That sucks,” Caroline blurts unexpectedly out as she looks at the receptionist.

  “Don’t worry,” the receptionist responds. “We still have Dr. Stall who is here to see you, and he is exceptional.” She smiles.

  Caroline makes her way back to a chair tucked in the corner of the office, waiting anxiously to be called. A nurse practitioner walks out and calls her name.

  “I’m here,” Caroline answers as she follows the nurse to the back office. She hands the nurse the finished paperwork and steps onto the scale. “Ugh, I hate this part,” she responds.

  “There are not many women out there who enjoy this part,” the nurse replies with a smile. “Come on back here,” she says. Caroline nervously walks back to the office and has a seat on the table. “You know the routine,” the nurse practitioner says as she looks at Caroline. “Remove everything from the waist down and place this robe on, exposing your breasts.”

  “Okay,” she replies as the nurse closes the door behind her.

  “Dr. Stall should be in shortly.”

  Caroline quickly undresses and gently folds her clothes into a neat little pile on the chair in the corner. She places the robe on, exposing her breasts; her nipples harden as the air hits them. Why do they keep doctors’ offices so cold? She thinks to herself as she makes her way back to the examination table.

  Dr. Stall gently knocks on the door. “Come in,” Caroline softly answers as she sits half dressed.

  “I’m Dr. Stall,” he says as he places his hand out to shake hers. “You must be Caroline,” he adds.

  “Yes, I am,” she replies with complete embarrassment. Her heart drops a little as he walks through the door. She finds herself breathing a little heavier and stumbling over her words. She quickly searches for a wedding ring. Noticing that there is no ring on his finger, she senses excitement at the idea of being with him. His stature is tall and it’s very visible that he takes care of himself. His smile is intoxicating. His teeth are amazingly white and straight, and his chin is broad and strong. As he starts to ask Caroline questions about her past health history, she can’t help but stare at him, watching his full lips move up and down. He takes a seat on the rolling stool in the corner. As he moves closer to her, she can’t help but notice how masculine his thighs look. She gulps, trying to contain her naughty thoughts. She looks down at him and notices a huge bulge in his pants as he sits and talks with her. She instantly blushes, forgetting what he had just asked her.

  “I’m sorry,” she blurts out, “what was the question you just asked?”

  He laughs as he asks the question for the second time. She replies with the correct answer. “So, you are here for your annual woman’s checkup?” he asks.

  “Yes, I am,” she replies with a smile.

  “Okay, well, let’s get to it,” he replies as he stands up. “Why don’t you go ahead and lie down for me?” he tells her.

  “Gladly,” she thinks to herself as she purposely exposes one of her breasts.

  Not prepared for what he has just seen, he says, “Okay, let’s start with your breast examination.”

  “No problem,” she replies as she proudly exposes her round, full breasts.

  “How often do you check yourself?” he asks as he walks over to her.

  “Monthly,” she answers as her breasts lie exposed and her nipples are hard.

  He washes his hands and begins the examination. He starts with the right breast, feeling underneath her armpit and making his way around her nipple. She looks up at him while he is examining her and, for a split second, the chemistry is evident between the two of them. As he looks back at her, he finds himself fidgeting around her breasts.

  She asks him, “Is everything okay?”

  “Yes,” he replies as he moves onto the next breast. Feeling distracted, he quickly makes his way through the breast examination. She can feel the sexual tension from him and decides to play on it. “Okay, let’s take a look down here,” he says as he rolls around on the stool. After placing her legs in stirrups, he asks her to move down to the edge of the table.

  “Is this far enough?” she replies.

  “Yes, it is,” he says. “Sorry, I know this is a little uncomfortable,” he adds as he places a contraption inside of her and does the examination. “How are you doing up there?” he asks.

  “I am okay,” she responds as she squirms a little. He gently removes his equipment from i
nside her and places it on a tray. His large hands gently graze her clit as she moans a little out loud.

  “I am so sorry,” he says, flabbergasted by the idea that he has just done that.

  “It’s okay,” she responds as she lies out on the exam table with her gown open. Her entire body is exposed and naked. She replies, “I haven’t gotten that much action in a while.” She laughs.

  “Wow,” he says as he stands up from the stool to look down at her. Feeling completely vulnerable and exposed, she stares at him with a look of passion. He gulps as he stands back, staring at her sexy body. He glances at her voluptuous breasts with their hard nipples. His eyes make their way down to her stomach, which is flawless. Her pink pussy, wide and open in the stirrups, is more than he can bear to stand. As she lies there, watching him watch her, she notices that his bulge becomes more prominent.

  “Do you like what you see?” she asks as she starts to touch herself. “I can see that you do,” she adds as she looks at the erect bulge in his pants. “Do you wanna touch me?” she asks.

  Feeling conflicted, he watches her for a moment as she places her fingers deep inside of herself.

  “I am ready,” she adds as she dives deeper and deeper with her fingers. “Ugh,” she moans as she scoots herself up and down.

  “Shh,” he whispers as he watches her. He leans into the exam table and takes his dick out of his pants. He places it on the table that she is lying on. She grabs a hold of it as he rocks himself back and forth. He reaches down to her pussy and replaces her fingers with his. With his massive hands, she finds herself completely turned on.

  “Ah,” she lets out as he reaches for her g-spot.

  “Shh,” he says again as she is becoming soaking wet. She turns to her side on the table and places his cock inside her mouth. “Fuck,” he quietly moans as he grabs ahold of her hair.

  “You like this, don’t you?” she asks as she shoves his cock down her throat.

  “You are good,” he replies as he leans into the table.

  She stops for a moment and looks up at him. “No gagging reflexes,” she adds sarcastically and goes back to sucking him off. Her breasts are smashed together as she lies on her side. She notices him staring at them and places his hard erect cock in between her voluptuous breasts. He rocks back and forth as she places the tip of his dick in and out of her mouth. Firmly planted in between her breasts, he tries not to cum. He fondles her erect nipples and causes her pussy muscles to jump.

  “Ugh,” she moans as he twists her nipples.

  “We don’t have much time,” he says as he grinds in and out of her breasts.

  “Okay,” she replies as she perches herself doggy style on the exam table. “I have condoms in my purse,” she adds.

  “Oh, okay,” he replies as he places one upon his large shaft. As Caroline is in position, he quietly moans, “Oh my God,” as he places his large cock inside her warm, wet pussy. “You’re so tight,” he says as he grips the table in front of her.

  “Ah,” she moans as she reaches for the pillow to muffle her moans. “You’re so big,” she moans as she takes every inch of him inside of her.

  “Are you okay?” he asks.

  “Yes.” She is muffled as she backs her ass harder into him. “Fuck me,” she moans as he goes faster and faster.

  “Not yet,” he moans back as he tells her to turn around. He pulls his large cock out of her. He then places her on the edge of the exam table and shoves his large cock back inside of her. “I want to see your face,” he says as he passionately kisses her.

  She desperately clings to the edge of the table as he pounds her pussy uncontrollably. Her head snaps back as he continues to fuck her. “Ah, oh,” she loudly moans as she reaches for the pillow. “I am going to cum,” she says into the pillow.

  “Me too.” He quietly moans as he grabs ahold of the table. With his large cock throbbing inside of her, she can feel his eruption deep down inside of her. His cock throbs with each release of cum. “Ughh!” he yells out in one loud syllable.

  Completely turned on, Caroline finds herself reaching orgasm. “Shit!” she yells out as her back curls into his arms. Her pussy throbs as she has back-to-back orgasms. Her body fills with goose bumps as she releases her last cum. With all of her energy drained, they look at each other and smile.

  “Thank you,” he says as he leans in for a final kiss.

  “No, thank you, Dr. Stall,” she replies with a smile.

  “You should probably have a follow-up appointment with me,” he tells her as he hides the used condom.

  She laughs. “You know how to get a hold of me. Why don’t you call me with the date and time and I will be there?”

  “Sounds perfect,” he says as he opens the door. “Everything checks out,” he says loudly as he leaves the room.

  “Thanks, Doc,” she says as she continues to get dressed.

  “I will be in touch with you soon with the results.”

  “Sounds perfect,” she adds with a grin.

  Classroom Rules

  “Class, please put down your pens on the desk,” a woman’s voice says. She stands about 5’8” with long black hair pulled back into a bun. Her pencil skirt and her white tucked-in shirt complement her shape. “Please pass your tests forward up to the front,” she loudly shouts. The class remains quiet as the anticipation builds, each student wondering what their final grade will be in the class. She pulls a book off her desk and opens to chapter six. She begins to read aloud to the class. “This is art,” she continues to say after finishing the chapter. “Does anyone have any thoughts on this subject? How does it make you feel?” she continues to ask.

  As a student raises her hand, she calls out, “Yes, Samantha?”

  Samantha replies, “I guess I am feeling a little saddened by their love affair.”

  “Yes, their love affair ultimately ended in tragedy, and it’s so unfortunate,” she replies and thanks Samantha for participating. “Does anyone else have anything to add?” she asks subtly. “Okay, then, class is dismissed for the day. I will see you back here tomorrow.”

  People quickly gather their books and laptops. “Mrs. Thomas,” a voice quietly says from the back of an empty room.

  “Yes,” she replies, “how can I help you, Samantha?”

  “I was wondering if you could do any type of tutoring after school to help me better understand what you are teaching.”

  “What can I help you with?” she asks curiously.

  “Well, I just wanted to know your take on what we are currently reading,” Samantha replies.

  “Oh, is that so?” she asks. “I thought I had made it pretty evident how I feel in class today,” she replies with a smile.

  Feeling a little awkward about asking for help, she continues to say, “I just would really like to maybe have a drink with you sometime,” she admits.

  “Oh,” Mrs. Thomas replies, “does this have anything to do with tutoring at all?”

  “No, it really doesn’t, I know you are not dating right now and I just wanted to see if you would be interested in going out with me.”

  “Well, you know I am not supposed to go out with my students,” Mrs. Thomas replies.

  “Oh,” says Samantha, feeling rejected.

  “I appreciate the offer,” Mrs. Thomas says with a big smile, “if you weren’t my student I would consider it.” She winks. “Have a good night,” she adds.

  Feeling rejected, Samantha gathers her things and heads to the door. “See you tomorrow,” she replies.

  Mrs. Thomas says, “I hope so, Samantha.”

  The next morning, class resumes at the same time and place. Samantha finds a seat in the classroom located in the front. Feeling a little bummed, she can’t help but to notice Mrs. Thomas’s barely see-through dress. With thoughts of lust consuming her
mind, she finds it nearly impossible to concentrate. Wait, she thinks to herself, she did say that if I wasn’t her student she would consider it. Hmm. She smiles a little bit as she watches her teacher walk back and forth, pacing the room as she teaches. Peeking at the lining of her G-string as she walks away, Samantha can only imagine how soft her skin feels. Her flowing hair down her back with the soft curls gently resting off of her shoulder almost becomes too much to bear. As Mrs. Thomas walks back towards her, she makes eye contact and it becomes uncomfortable, almost as if she was feeling something towards Samantha.

  Caught in that moment, Mrs. Thomas loses track of what she is saying and dismisses the class for a break. As Samantha stands up to take her break, Mrs. Thomas walks over to her and smiles.

  “Hi,” she says as she awkwardly stands in front of her.

  “Hi,” Samantha replies.

  “I am sorry I may have come across a little hard yesterday. The truth is I am really interested in you. I thought about you all night and I know that this is not right. I am sorry I led you to believe that I wasn’t interested.”

  “That’s alright,” says Samantha as she takes a deep breath. “So would you see me for some dinner after work?” Samantha asks.

  “Wow, you are quite persistent.” Mrs. Thomas laughs. “Yes, I don’t see that there is anything wrong with dinner. Everyone needs to eat,” she says with a smirk.

  “Perfect, then I will see you tonight,” Samantha adds. They discuss meeting at a little Italian restaurant before the class starts to trickle back in.

  Mrs. Thomas lightly touches Samantha’s hand and says, “I look forward to seeing you tonight.”

  Samantha takes her seat up front in the classroom and watches the time pass.

  A few hours pass and class is dismissed. Samantha tells Mrs. Thomas that she will see her tonight and quickly leaves the classroom. Finally arriving at her house, she immediately jumps in the shower and rummages through her closet for something simple to wear. She finds a pair of black pants and a nice button-up shirt; she’s not much for the feminine wear. Imagining what Mrs. Thomas will be wearing is making her wet. She stands in the mirror to fix her short hairstyle and then continues on to brush her teeth. Knowing that she only has 30 minutes to get to her destination, she sets out on her way to the restaurant.