Held Down

by Pamela Prim

  Samantha couldn’t take anymore. She welcomed her orgasm, knowing the familiar feeling but experiencing it so much stronger than she had ever before. She yelped as she moved her body back and forth over the table against the doctor’s cock. Her body was consumed by her orgasm causing her muscles to stiffen. She grasped the sides of the table and held on until it released her. She was still being fucked by the doctor. He pulled out with a grunt and she felt her back being covered by a sticky substance. He slid his cock between her butt cheeks and stroked her sides, helping her up off the table. Dr. Christian cupped her face and kissed her tenderly until she felt Andre on her side. He coaxed her face to his and kissed her just as passionately.

  Dr. Christian waited for his turn, and between the two, they took turns kissing her lips and teasing her with their tongues.

  “How is that ache, Miss Cooper?”

  “It’s gone,” she whispered.

  “I do believe we have our favorite patient of the month, Andre.”

  “I’ll second that,” he said, groping and squeezing her butt cheek.

  “I’m going to write you a script to return here any time you feel that deep ache again. I believe this is the perfect therapy you need to get yourself better.”

  Samantha looked up at each of them still covered in their semen, still unbelieving that they had fucked her.

  Chapter 5

  Samantha floated back into her apartment a smile permanently slapped on her face. Josie looked up from the couch; her books splayed out in front of her.

  “So? How did it go?”

  Samantha didn’t say anything. She set her purse down and walked up to Josie.

  “So, I was right,” Josie said, still staring at her.

  “About what?”

  “You needed sex and a lot of it.”

  “You knew?”

  “I did. Dr. Christian specializes in such areas, and he is very good.”

  “I still can’t believe it happened to me.”

  “By the look on your face, you enjoyed it.”

  “Enjoyed it? Oh my gosh, it was the most amazing thing I could ever imagine. In all the years of fantasy, I never could have expected something like that to happen to me.”

  “Tell me,” she said, pulling Samantha to the couch.

  “I have to shower.”

  “You’re still dirty from him?” she cooed.

  “Them.”

  Josie’s eyes grew. “Them?”

  “Dr. Christian had a nurse, Andre something. He was big and black and beautiful. They each took turns on me.”

  “I’m jealous. How did you like it?”

  “It was dirty, made me feel like a whore. I loved it.”

  “Tell me more,” she said, glued to her every word.

  “He gave me physical and sexual therapy on a needed basis, told me if I felt the ache again I could make an appointment.”

  “Oh. My. God.”

  “The more I think about what just happened to me, the more I want it again.”

  “Maybe we should both go,” she said, raising her eyebrows.

  “Uh, I don’t know. I’m still wondering if what happened to me in there was even ethical.”

  “I doubt that,” she giggled.

  “I’m going to take a shower.”

  Samantha went into the bathroom and ran the water in the tub. Instead of a shower, she eyed the water rushing out of the faucet, and arousal returned. She stripped her clothes from her body, her shirt sticking to her skin from their semen. She lowered herself into the tub and watched the water. She felt her heart rate increase and the ache return. She slid her fingers between her legs and stroked her messy pussy. It wasn’t enough. She needed more. She watched the water.

  Moving closer to the faucet, she picked her leg up and hooked it over the tub close to the faucet when she picked her other leg up and did the same, the rush of the water over her clit sent sensations through her body. She grasped the sides of the tub and picked her hips up until they were close to the mouth of the faucet. The water splashed out and slammed into her pussy increasing her arousal and making her cum very fast and very hard. Her body went limp, and she lowered herself into the deepening water until it was almost overflowing.

  It wasn’t enough. She needed more sex. She couldn’t get the doctor and Andre out of her mind. Her face was red hot and tingling, her nipples protruded out begging for a mouth to consume it,and her body was ready for more action. She bathed, gliding the soap over her skin and soaking in the water until it got cold.

  Chapter 6

  “Hello?”

  Samantha spoke meekly into her phone, the script in her hand.

  “I’d like to make an appointment with Dr. Christian please.”

  “What is going on?” asked the receptionist.

  “I saw him yesterday, and he told me I could come back if the ache returned. My name is Samantha Cooper.”

  “One moment please.”

  When she was put on hold, she was sure the receptionist would tell her not to call again, but when she heard her voice, it was as sweet as it was when she called.

  “We have a two o’clock opening today.”

  “I’ll take it,” she blurted, feeling a tingling sensation between her legs.

  “Okay, Miss Cooper. We will see you at two.”

  “Thank you.”

  She hung up the phone and ran into the bathroom. She showered extra long, being careful not to stimulate herself too much. She didn’t want to cum before she saw the doctor and Andre. She got ready with an extra special touch and made it out the door with plenty of time to see the doctor.

  Sitting in the waiting room, she wondered how many others he did this for. She wondered if she’d ever care as long as he kept seeing her. She could feel the pulse of her heart between her legs and wondered if anyone else in the waiting room could sense what she felt.

  “Miss Cooper?”

  She bounced up out of the seat and dropped the magazine she was holding. She picked it up and mindlessly set it back on the table next to her chair before following a nurse into the back. It wasn’t Andre. When she got into the back, she looked around for him but didn’t see him anywhere.

  “Right here, Miss Cooper.”

  The nurse led her into the room,and she sat on a table much like the first one she was on. The nurse was a female. Would she be part of the exam too?

  Samantha felt a new sense of arousal at the thought of touching a woman intimately. She watched the nurse move around the room and noticed her curves and the way her hair tucked up neatly in her bun. She wondered what it was like to kiss a woman. Was it different?

  “The doctor will be in shortly,” she said curtly before leaving her alone.

  Samantha’s mouth was dry. Her palms were sweaty, and her fingers were cold. When the door opened, and she saw Dr. Christian enter, she forced a smile as she tried keeping her body under control.

  “You are back so soon,” he said, setting his hand on her shoulder. She was immediately aware of his touch.

  “I haven’t been able to stop thinking sexual thoughts since I left here yesterday. I think I need something more.”

  “Well, I can definitely help you, however, I have another patient with the same problem you have. Do you mind if I treat you both together? She is a woman.”

  Samantha’s heart hit the inside of her chest and her breath caught. “I don’t mind,” she said — a woman.

  The doctor excused himself, and when he returned, he was followed in by her roommate, Josie.

  Samantha’s mouth dropped open.

  “What are you doing here?”

  “If you want me to leave, I will. I have wanted to love you for so long, Sam. I just didn’t know how to tell you. I knew what you were up against with your aches and the porn on the computer and everything else. When I found out about Dr. Christian and what he does, I had to jump on the chance.”

  “Your friend has been hoping to get together with you. She came to me for help. I c
an guide you through this if you let me.”

  He took Samantha’s hand and pulled her to them, coaxing the two girls closer. He rubbed her ass until she felt Josie’s lips on hers. She cupped her tits and groped them through her shirt. She liked it more than she ever realized she would. Dr. Christian kissed Josie, then moved to Samantha, his hands touching each of them.

  He lured them to the table and undressed as Samantha and Josie did the same. Their eyes penetrated one another, and their hands explored body parts until Samantha was wrapped around the doctor his cock in her mouth. She remembered the taste of him and wanted more. He climbed on the table and lowered himself down as he watched Samantha devour him.

  Josie pushed his head down and straddled his face. As she moved back and forth and groaned, Samantha imagined his tongue up inside of her. She watched his hands spread out across Josie’s butt cheeks and slap her playfully. She stroked her pussy as Josie rode his face with more intensity until she grabbed her tits and yelped, her body tensing and then melting off him.

  He slid off the table and positioned Samantha on the table until he was over top of her. He pushed forward and entered her, pushing agonizingly slowly until he was fully inside her. He rocked into her and watched as Josie kissed her, her tongue darting out and teasing her lips. She reached down and played with Samantha’s tits, flicking her nipples and grabbing at them pushing them together and licking the swelling cleavage.

  He fucked her harder, grabbing her hips and slamming into her until she deliciously felt another orgasm twirl around her and squeeze her into satisfaction. He pulled out and stroked himself into Josie’s eager mouth as she begged for the taste of him on her tongue.

  Samantha climbed off the table and smiled, wondering if this was going to be her life. Was she destined to whore herself out to whoever was available for sex? She smiled and hoped so. She kissed Josie passionately, then kissed the good doctor thanking him for his cure.

  “Please give a call whenever you feel you need more medicine,” he said, grabbing himself and shaking it slightly.

  “You can count on it.”

  The girls got dressed and left hand in hand. Samantha felt a whole new world open up to her and felt the giddy excitement in her stomach where the ache used to be.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 5

  Chapter One

  It had been a whirlwind of emotions. Sitting in his chair felt like I was disgracing his memory. I had just returned from a yoga session with my best friend Jessica. We were both skilled in many ways, but we always made time to sculpt our bodies and center our minds. The fateful day when we got the news of the helicopter accident was a crushing blow. Losing both our husbands was a life changing moment.

  “I hope this guy knows enough about computers to figure out this mess. Julie, I don’t want this business to fall apart and these employees are depending on us. We have a great sales force that doesn’t need us to hold their hands.” We had hired five new people to pound the pavement. Nobody was in the office at this early hour.

  “Anthony knew what he was doing to make money efficiently and quickly. It has been six months since their untimely demise. I hate to say this, but I’m not the only one that has been thinking about it. You may profess innocence, but we both know the truth.” I was waiting for her response and she seemed generally confused.

  “I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about.” We hadn’t been with anybody besides our husbands and we married them right out of high school. They were our first and we never had a chance to stretch our wings sexually.

  “Jessica, I’ve seen the way that you have been looking at the young men in the neighborhood. There’s no way that we can throw ourselves at any one of them without tongues wagging.” We were both in our forties, in our sexual prime and feeling the itch to do something naughty.

  “You’re one to talk and that’s like the pot calling the kettle black.” I was a little bit more subtle and stayed behind the curtains with high powered binoculars.

  “Six months is a long time to go without any kind of male companionship. Let’s call it what it is. We are both fucking horny and we need a nice young cock to satisfy every part of us.” She almost upended her coffee with some of it coming out of her nose.

  “We’re supposed to be acting professional and our husbands deserve for us to get this business straightened out.” She wasn’t wrong and for all their faults, they still managed to provide everything we wanted. I did notice some unusual shuffling of funds. They were taking from Peter to pay Paul.

  They had juggled various balls in the air just to stay a float. There was money out there waiting to come in, but they were never comfortable with confrontation.

  “You’re the one who confessed to me in a moment of weakness after too many cocktails that it might be nice to find some young stud. I thought that you were crazy but then I started to give it some very serious thought. Late nights alone in my cold bed gets old quickly. A plastic substitute isn’t enough anymore.” I was a fiery red head with the temperament to match. She was a Raven black haired beauty and had the ability to have the boys clamoring for her attention.

  “We have reached our sexual peak and wouldn’t it be nice to find somebody who was ready to put a smile on our face. I don’t mind teaching the younger generation. To get what we want we need somebody naïve and willing to take direction.” I missed my husband, but it was time to pass the baton to someone else. I had no interest in getting married again and a little fun was the perfect medicine.

  Jessica and I were almost carbon copies of one another standing at 5’2 and 130 pounds respectively. We were both wearing jogging pants with mine being black and hers being white and matching sports bras.

  “Julie, I admit that there has been temptation over the years, but I have never strayed. We did spice up the bedroom from time to time by introducing different toys and positions. We got a lot of use out of the book you bought for me as a gag gift for my birthday.” I remembered the shocked look on her face when she peeled back the wrapping.

  “I’ve never cheated either, but I did have the occasion to think of someone else while we were doing the deed.” I had my feet up on the desk and without thinking about it I began to rub the crotch of my jogging pants.

  I could smell the sex in the air and the heat in the room had risen a few degrees with this bawdy talk. Jessica was standing by the window with her breasts pressed up against the glass. Her eyes were closed and whatever fantasy she was thinking about had made her nipples hard enough to cut through that glass.

  “I don’t think that I could do this on my own. We’ve made up our mind and how do we go about in attracting a big fish. I don’t want to do this unless it’s worth stepping out of my comfort zone.” I hadn’t thought about that and a man with stamina was only half the battle.

  “We’re just going to have to keep our eyes open. You never know when what we are looking for is going to fall into our laps.” The more I thought about it, the more explicit the fantasy became with the image of those veins bulging.

  Now that she had broached the topic, I wanted something more than just average. I wanted something extraordinary and young enough to keep up with the demand of two women.

  “Jessica, I can’t believe that we’re talking about getting fucked right here in the office. Our husbands must be rolling over in their graves. You never know, they might enjoy seeing us with other men and I’ve heard stories about couples taking things to the next level.” Jessica was looking at me like I was crazy, but the Internet was abuzz with all sorts of material.

  “It’s perfectly natural and I’m sure guys talk about us behind our backs all the time. I would love to be a fly on the wall in the showers of the gym that we frequent every morning. Some of those guys are packing exactly what we have been thinking about. It’s one thing to fantasize, but I’ve heard from other women that reality can be a little disappointing.” I was gettin
g tired of talking about it. Touching myself was making me anxious to taste the arousal of some young cub.

  “I don’t want to hear any negative thinking. What I want is a fucking cock that isn’t a five-minute wonder.” I had raised my voice slightly and then I heard somebody clearing their throat. We both turned to see this be-speckled man in a shirt that could barely hold his physique.

  Chapter Two

  “Your resume is very impressive and I see that you graduated at the top of your class. This position will mean long hours working underneath us. We expect you to put the work in and be ready to take direction.” I was using enough sexual innuendo to make the young man squirm nervously in his seat.

  “I have the kind of work ethic that you won’t be disappointed in.” I saw something twitch inside his dark khakis. My eyes went wide at the implication of what was unfurling down the left side of his leg.

  “What Julie is trying to say is that we need somebody who doesn’t mind rolling up their sleeves. Getting dirty is a prerequisite around here. Do you like to get dirty, John?” I was impressed and she was not shying away from making not so subtle advances. Her hand was massaging his shoulder and he looked uncomfortable in his own skin.

  “I’m not sure how to…ahem…answer that.” I turned and I bent over at the waist to get something from the bottom of the filing cabinet. I smiled knowingly when I heard him gasp out loud for the both of us to hear.