First Time With The Italian Doctor (BBW Contemporary Medical Romance)

by Ava May

  His cock was standing at attention once again throbbing and begging for attention from Emma. He grabbed her pants and quickly pulled them off of her body before pushing her onto the examination table. Silvio pulled the stirrups out and place her feet in them, spreading her legs far apart before pushing his entire face into her pussy. He licked, flicked, sucked and kissed her clit as he rubbed his cock. He had two fingers shoved far into her pussy and one into her ass.

  Emma had never seen a man desire a woman as much as she felt desired at that moment. Emma moaned in pleasure as he stuffed his fingers in her pussy and ass filling her completely in both of her holes. She wanted to suck him off right then, but she knew he was in complete control and he was enjoying it.

  Silvio pulled his fingers out of her pussy and quickly slide all three into her ass stretching her further than he had ever stretched her before. She moaned in pleasure, loving the feeling of having her ass completely stuffed and knowing that he was going to fuck her in it.

  Silvio slid his tongue down her slit until it reached her pussy entrance. She felt him sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy, fucking her with his tongue. Emma felt her pussy clamp around his tongue as she began coming. She squirted her fluids all in his mouth and on his face.

  As she looked down at him she could tell that he was jerking his cock hard, sweat was building up on his forehead and his hair was already wet.

  Emma reached down and grabbed his head, pulling his mouth up to her clit, she ground her pussy against his mouth. This caused him to release his cock and shove three fingers into her pussy making her scream.

  She felt as if she were going to explode, her pussy was filled completely he had three fingers in her ass and was pumping both of his hands in and out of her as he licked her clit faster than she imagined possible.

  Emma squirmed under him, wiggling her hips, which only made him slam his hands into her harder. Emma felt her pussy, stretching further as he finally added his last pinky finger pulling back to look at what he had accomplished. He was destroying her pussy stretching her beyond what she should have been stretched and she was loving every second of it.

  Emma bucked against him as he used his thumb to work at her clit while pounding his hands into her. All of a sudden Emma completely froze and he knew that she was getting ready to have a huge orgasm. Her breath stuck as her pussy tightened hard around his hand.

  Emma reached out trying to grab anything and clasped onto the sides of the table before letting out a loud ‘Fuck Yes’.

  She was sure that the workers had heard her, but she did not care. Her pussy fluids flowed around Silvio’s hand. Silvio kept slamming his hand in and out of her pussy and ass until her body stopped convulsing and she lay completely relaxed. He slid his hands out of her body and looked down at her gaping pussy and ass. They were begging to be filled again, but he had other plans.

  Silvio walked to the side of the table and climbed on top of Emma placing his cock at her mouth and his mouth right about her pussy. He rubbed the tip of his cock over her lips a few times before she opened, then pushed it all the way into her mouth.

  Her hands wrapped around his hips as he began face fucking her not caring about anything but the pleasure he was getting. He pumped his hard cock into her mouth over and over causing her to gag but still not stopping.

  Silvio looked down and saw the pussy lips open, exposing the little pink nub that he so enjoyed sucking on. He pressed his face into her pussy and began sucking on her clit while he fucked her face.

  Emma felt as if she was dying. Silvio sucked hard on her clit, causing pleasure to flow to every part of her body. When he would stop sucking he would lap at her pussy for a few seconds and begin sucking again.

  She felt as if her pussy were going to explode with all of the pleasure that he was bringing her.

  He continued to fuck her face and she did not know how to calm her breathing. Each time he slammed his cock into her throat, she would gag, sometimes he would hold it until she thought she would smother.

  Emma orgasmed so many times that she lost count and actually began to feel bad for Silvio.

  She thought that it must have been hard on him to have someone getting off so many times and he was not getting off at all.

  Silvio pulled his mouth away from Emma’s pussy as she came once more and focused on fucking her mouth. She felt his balls hitting her in the face each time the thrust his cock into her mouth.

  His pace quickened and soon he was filling her mouth with is come. Emma gaged as it slid down her throat, but he did not let her move he wanted her to swallow it.

  He pulled his cock out of her mouth and got off of the table walking back to the end between her legs, he took her feet out of the stirrups and told her to stand up.

  Emma did as she was told and he spun her around quickly pushing her down on the table with her ass in the air he shoved his cock into her awaiting hole. He had both of his hands on her shoulders using them for leverage as he pumped hard into her ass. Emma squealed as her ass took the pounding. She loved the way being fucked in the ass felt. She had heard it would hurt or that it was not something she should enjoy, but she loved it either way.

  It was not long and Silvio was filling her ass with his come as well. Emma took it all and when he pulled his cock out of her he could see his white fluids dripping from her ass. Emma did not think that she could take anymore, but Silvio moved her back onto the table and began fucking her pussy. He was going to fill all of her holes with is come before she left for Barcelona.

  He pinched at Emma’s clit with two fingers rubbing it between them teasing it until she came all around his cock, her pussy juices covering the both of them. He grabbed her hips fucked hard into her and let himself release what he had left.

  Both of them were exhausted and their bodies would need time to recover from all of the pleasure they both just experienced, but Emma had a flight to catch and Silvio knew it.

  He pulled his cock from her body for the last time and handed her clothes to her. They both quickly dressed and headed out of the exam room back to the waiting room. As Emma entered the waiting room, she noticed that one of the workers looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

  Emma blushed and looked at the floor.

  Silvio opened the office door for her and as she began to walk out he looked deep into her eyes, “Enjoy the trip,” was the last words she ever heard from him.

  Emma walked back to the hotel ready to get her luggage and called a cab. She was planning on taking a plane to Barcelona and wanted to make sure she arrived at the airport with enough time to grab a bite to eat and maybe even a drink before she left Italy.

  It had been an amazing experience and she would not have changed a thing, she would have even went thought getting food poisoning again as long as it meant that she could spend a day with the sexiest doctor she had ever met.

  Emma called a cab and gathered her luggage. When the cab arrived, she loaded her luggage into the trunk and climbed into the back seat. She looked back at the hotel as the cab pulled away. This was a completely different experience than it had been when she left home.

  This time Emma was not sure that she wanted to leave. She had met an amazing man who could please her in a way that she did not know if another man could. She had enjoyed Italy more than she had enjoyed anything in her life.

  She smiled as she turned back around in her seat no matter what happened in her life she knew that she would always be able to look back on the past few days and know that she had experienced something very few had the chance to. She had experienced what it was like to not care about what anyone else thought or what they said about her. Silvio had taught her to only care about what she thought and about enjoying herself.

  She hoped that she would be able to share that lesson with someone during the rest of her trip, but more than that she hoped she would meet even more amazing people in Barcelona.

  Emma arrived at the airport with plenty of time to get her food and a dri
nk before boarding the plane. She enjoyed her meal, noticed a few gorgeous men looking at her and smiled back at them, boarded the plane and felt like a million dollars. As the plane took off she looked down at Italy, “Thank you Dr. Silvio,” she thought to herself, “For the most amazing day a girl could ever imagine.”

  THE END

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  In Good Hands with My Dad’s Best Friend

  Jan heard the screech of brakes a moment before she heard a thunk and a scream. She was already on her feet and out to the playground when the screams started.

  “Jan, I need your help!” She hurried to the edge of the play area, pressing through the throng of people, mostly six-year-olds. What had happened; had one of the kids been hit right here on the playground? Jan rushed forward; it was instinct to do so, and she motioned to a coworker, Claire, to move the children out of the way. Whatever had happened, they didn’t need to see it firsthand.

  Mr. Phillips, supervisor of the childcare center, stood over the boy, trembling and wringing his hands.

  “I didn’t mean to! He stepped out in front of me!’

  Oh shit! Mr. P had been on a bender again; Jan could smell it on his clothes. The police were going to have to deal with this.

  Jan dropped to her knees alongside two of her coworkers, who were comforting and assessing one of her students.

  “How bad is it?” She asked, knowing that she would need to relay the information to the 911 operator. She grabbed her phone and dialed 911.

  “I… I think he has a broken leg. I – I didn’t see him.”

  “Child injured.” Jan relayed the name of the school and the location quietly, not wanting to stress the boy out. She exchanged concerned glances with the other girls, the ones who ran the preschool program.

  “It’s okay,” Jan said faintly while the 911 operator got emergency services mobilized. She didn’t have time for this, not when there was a scared and injured child on the ground. Mr. Phillips was an adult and didn’t need her support as much as the child did. “Why don’t you go inside, sir? Please, go. Now.”

  Once Mr. Phillips was gone, staggering toward the door, Jan turned her attention back to the call, just as the 911 operator came back, asking if the child’s parents were present.

  “No, but we have emergency medical proxy. I’ll get a copy of the proxy and bring it along. He scared and he’s only six.”

  After the 911 operator told Jan to keep the line open, she put her phone in her pocket and moved closer, to see how Brady was doing. He was reluctantly taking comfort from Denise and Vicky, but he was crying and he was scared. Brady was one of the children in Jan’s class and it was her responsibility to take care of him.

  “Oh, honey. It will be okay. I promise.” She nodded to the coworkers and knelt down on the asphalt, stroking her little charge’s head. Big fat tears rolled down his face and his little snuffling gasps told her just how scared he was. Brady had a lot of bravado; he never let anything bother him. The fact that he was, showed just how scared he was.

  It all hit Jan as Brady clutched her hand. Their supervisor had hit a child, and he was stinking of booze. The police would be involved and the school would probably be closed by the end of the week, if that. This was a disaster, a complete nightmare.

  Jan stroked Brady’s hair until the ambulance arrived. As soon as it did, Claire handed Jan Brady’s medical proxy, her coat, and her purse, so that Jan could ride with him rather than following behind. Brady whimpered and reached for Jan’s hand and she whispered to him that everything would be all right. For him, yes. For her and the school, probably not so much. Jan kissed the tips of Brady’s fingers, trying to do whatever she could to soothe him while the emergency personnel assessed him. It was clear they wanted to put an IV in him and administer some pain medication, but the little guy was just too scared right now.

  The ride to the ER was only several minutes in duration; the new complex had opened up on this side of town, and it was only a few miles away from the school.

  Brady whimpered, but by the time they had him at the hospital, the ambulance staff as speedy as they were helpful, he’d trailed off into silence.

  “Miss Jan,” he said through his snuffles. “Where’s my mommy?”

  “She’s coming, honey.” Jan had no idea what the status update on that was, but she couldn’t really spare the time to check. Her text message alerts were blowing up, but she’d get to those when she could. “And your daddy.” He did have a dad, didn’t he? Jan hoped she hadn’t messed up there.

  “And Daddy,” he agreed. “I hurt. I have a big ow,” he told her, pointing to his immobilized leg. She thanked god that it didn’t seem as if he’d noticed the bone protruding. This would require more than a cast and the paramedics seemed to be treating the injury, and Brady, for that matter, with kid gloves.

  “I know, Brady, but you’re being very, very brave,” Jan said, and one of the paramedics nodded enthusiastically.

  “I want a SpongeBob band aid and a lollypop,” Brady announced, glaring at one of the paramedics. “I don’t want my ow.”

  “I know you don’t,” Jan soothed as they pulled up to the hospital. “But you’re going to have to be really strong, a really big boy for me. And then we can see a doctor and get you a SpongeBob band aid.”

  And maybe even a yellow cast.

  “What do we have here?” someone said, and Jan’s head shot up. She recognized the voice from somewhere, but she couldn’t place it. She moved outside, following the stretcher, the paramedics and doctor conferring.

  “Are you the...Mom?” Jan startled at that question.

  “No. I’m his...Keith!”

  “Jan?” her father’s best friend asked.

  “Yes. He’s one of my students. His parents aren’t here yet and…” She trailed off, staring at her father’s best friend. She’d known he’d moved hospitals, but had never expected him to be here.

  Keith nodded. “Med proxy?” he asked, all business, though he was watching Jan carefully.

  “Yes.” She handed it over to him and he scanned it before giving it to a nurse and hurrying into the bay where Brady had been taken. She followed hot on his heels. The medical personnel moved Brady onto a hospital bed, each of them wishing Brady well. The last paramedic handed Jan several lollypops for Brady, but Jan had the feeling they wouldn’t be eaten any time soon.

  Dr. Keith and his staff were efficient, getting Brady down into X ray in moments. Jan freed up enough time to check her texts, and found that it was bad, worse than she’d expected.

  Shit, the TV station is here.

  The police are questioning Mr. Phillips. What do we say?

  I just closed the school for the afternoon. Parents will be picking up their kids.

  How is Brady?

  Jan had to stop after that; the texts were coming in way too quickly, the flow of information too much for her already frayed nerves. Seeing Brady on the ground like that, knowing their supervisor’s drinking problem had been the cause, had broken her heart. Jan loved this job; it was the first step toward running her own facility. She’d given five good years here, starting the day after she’d gotten her Masters. Jan loved her kids; she’d worked up the ranks and despite Mr. Phillips and his attitudes, Jan had hung in because of her coworkers, and the kids. Should she have expected this? Could she have?

  Jan rubbed the back of her neck and sank into a chair, brushing the knees of her dress pants. Brady would pr
obably be in imaging for a few minutes and she could let off a little tension. She was strung out, her entire body locked down. She closed her eyes, tears welling up. Jan hated this; loathed the fact that her supervisor had put them in this position.

  How dare he?

  “Hey, kid. Want something to drink?” Keith’s warm voice washed over her, and Jan opened her eyes. He’d come in, bending down, his hand resting on the damp knee of her pants.

  “I can’t go anywhere,” she told him, trying to blink back her tears.

  “I know. I can get you a water or a soda. It’ll be a bit yet. They’re going to get some pain medication into him and he’ll be drowsy. We won’t be able to do surgery until the parents have arrived, but we can make him comfortable.” He paused. “This is a surgical fix, Jan. What happened?”

  She didn’t want to explain it; she didn’t dare right now. Instead, she racked her brain to change the subject. “I can’t right now,” she told him, and he gave her a shrewd look.

  “How are things?”

  Jan let out a little brittle laugh. “I think I’m going to be looking for another job soon.”

  “Why’s that?” Keith asked, sympathy brimming in his gaze, his green eyes crystalline in the harsh lights of the ER cubicle.

  “It’s a nightmare,” Jan told him, tears welling in her eyes. She wouldn’t cry in front of Keith; she couldn’t humiliate herself like that. He probably still thought she was a teenager, when she was anything but.

  Keith looked at his watch. “I get off work my shift in an hour. Can I take you out for a bite?”

  “Sure,” Jan said, giving him her warmest smile. He’d been there when she’d ridden her first bike. He’d taught her to do so. He and Dad had taken her to her first baseball game. Keith and his wife, Miranda, had come to all her major life events, and when Miranda had died in a car accident ten years ago, her family had mourned deeply. Mom and Miranda had been close, almost as close as Dad and Keith had been.