Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Somehow, the idea that he was pumping all that jizz into her cunt set off a final climax in the nurse.

  She bit her tongue so tardy it began to bleed. But she hardly noticed. The pleasure sweeping strongly throughout her body erased such minor things entirely.

  Panting, sweaty, she looked down at the man and said, “I never felt anything like it before. The way your prick was turned into both a fuck stick and a vibrator really got me off fast.”

  “You’re tellin’ me?” he said. “I’m going to come back here for this therapy every damn week. I used to hate to see the doctor, but no more!”

  Nancy turned off the vibrating machine and stretched her cramped legs. Her cunt was stiff and sore from the phenomenal fucking she’d just given herself. But no matter how sore she was, it had been worth it.

  By the time Dan poked his head into the room, everything was orderly and on the up and up.

  “It wasn’t so bad was it, the table, I mean?”

  “Hell, Doc, I’ll take treatment like this whenever you offer!”

  Dan looked at Nancy, then back at the patient. Shaking his head, guessing what had happened, he left.

  Nancy simply sighed and rubbed her crotch.

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  Nancy was still flushed and glowing from the fucking she’d gotten from the man on the therapy table. She wondered why she hadn’t thought of that before. Her entire cunt was still tingly from the way his cock would vibrate as it fucked forcefully into her. And he hadn’t been that small, either. He’d been hung well enough to make it worth her while.

  “Miss Martin,” came the oily voice she had come to know and hate. “I want a word with you. In private.”

  “Yes, Dr. McPhearson.”

  He took her to an alcove and said: “I know what you did in there. I think it is positively disgusting.”

  “Why? Because I enjoyed it?”

  He smiled but there was no humor in his eyes. She shuddered at the man’s evilness. Never had she found herself hating anyone more than she did this doctor.

  “Maybe. Or it might be because I considered him to be poaching on my private game preserve.”

  “I’m not yours.”

  “Oh? We’ll see about that. Do you think the papers will spell your name right when I tell them you’ve been fucking around with a fifteen-year-old boy? That kind of news seems to really sell the papers these days. Who knows, if you’re arrested and taken in and booked for child molestation, you might even make the six o’clock news. I doubt if you’d rate national coverage, unless I really told them everything about what you’ve been doing here.”

  “I get the picture, Dr. McPhearson. So?”

  “So there’s a special patient I think I want to introduce you to. A nice guy. Hardly comes in but when he does I like to please him. You follow what I’m telling you?”

  “You want me to let him fuck me.”

  “You put it so crudely, Miss Martin!”

  “But accurately.”

  “Yes,” he sneered. “That’s right. Most accurately, in fact. I want you to go in there and let him do whatever tickles his fancy.”

  “Very well. But you know that I…”

  “You hate me. Of course! Now do it!” he snapped.

  Nancy went into the examining room and almost backed out in horror. Sitting on the table was the biggest, most brutal-looking stud she’d ever seen. He was massive. His shoulders were half again as large as most men’s. And if the bulge in his pants was any indication, the size of his shoulders carried over to other places.

  He was hung like a Goddamn elephant!

  “Hey, don’t let me run you off,” he said. The lust in his voice communicated itself to the nurse. She couldn’t let this brute fuck her.

  “I-I don’t know quite what to say,” she stammered.

  “Then don’t say nuthin’. Just let old Ben here show you a real good time.”

  He unzipped his pants and showed her how he was going to have a real good time. His prick was even larger than she’d thought it would be. The man’s cock was only half erect and yet it was a good ten inches long. Erect, it would be close to a foot.

  She couldn’t let that fuck her! It would rip her apart. If he lost his control and fucked her too hard, it would ram all the way through her body and come sailing out her mouth!

  “Like it, huh? It’s a big’n. Bigger’n most studs.”

  “Are you paying Dr. McPhearson for this?”

  “Sho’. And I kin see I’m gettin’ my money’s worth, too. Damn, but you’re a fine piece of tail. A real foxy bitch!”

  “That’s prostitution. Don’t you know you could be arrested for that?”

  “I’ll take my chances. For you, I’d take a hell of a lotta chances!”

  His huge hands closed on her upper arms. She felt like a rag doll in his grasp. He was too big, too powerful for her to fight off. And what would be the use? Dr. McPhearson would just turn her in to the police.

  But this cock! It would rip her apart if the man drove that fuck stick into her. She couldn’t take a cock up her cunt that was too big for her to even reach around with her hand.

  She grasped when thick fingers found her cunt. The huge finger driving all the way up into her twat was almost as big as some of the cocks she’d taken there. As the calloused finger drove up and down inside her, she began to feel her sluggish response.

  “See? You’re likin’ this. You’re likin’ it a whole bunch!”

  Her body was betraying her again. She was responding to the man’s coarse advances. He lifted her skirt up and let out a low whistle of surprise.

  “God, that snatch is pretty! Never saw one so pretty. And you’re not wearing no panties. I like that. Shows you’re ready for my good buddy here.”

  He jabbed his hips forward and sent the sword-like prick arrowing for her twat. She tried to step away and found herself pinned against the wall. She wasn’t going anywhere. Back to the wall, strong hands on her arms, cock pressing into her pussy lips, she was as imprisoned as any woman ever could be.

  “I like the feel of that hot meat. I do.”

  She closed her eyes and tried to think of more pleasant things. The images failed to come. All she could think of was the thick, long, powerful cock slowly edging into her cunt.

  She didn’t want him to fuck her. But she had to be realistic. There was no way she could stop him. Better to let him have his way with her than get mad. He was so big and strong, he could do anything he wanted.

  “Tight, baby, you’re tight! All around the head of my cock! Never felt a bush this tight, no sir!”

  She tried to brush the perspiration running down her face away. This was only the glans of his prick? It felt as if he’d stuffed in a telephone pole! What would it be like when he really got to fucking her? She didn’t want to find out, but knew she would, soon.

  “Please stop this. I-I don’t want you to screw me!”

  “That’s what all the chicks say. But you really want some of my meat, don’t you. Admit it! You want all the cock that can get stuffed up your juicy little cunt.”

  “No, no, no!”

  “I know you chicks. You say one thing and mean another. You’re really beggin’ me, ain’t you?”

  He gave a little wiggle to his hips and two inches of prick scooted up into her cunt. She thought she was going to pass out from the pain. Never had she felt like this, even when she’d had her cherry popped.

  “So tiiiight, man. So fuckin’ tight! The doc gave me a good’n this time, for sure!”

  Then the world exploded in pain and delight around her. He rammed his cock all the way up her cunt. He literally lifted her off the floor so powerful was his fucking.

  She felt the prick surging up her pussy like a rocket shooting up into her guts. Stretched and pulled in all directions, she knew agonizing pain. She was impaled on his prick and unable to escape, even if she wanted to.

  For, with all the pain she experienced, there was a good measure of delight ooz
ing into her belly. The warmth of the friction of cock against cunt spread more slowly than the pain. But it spread like molten lead. It filled her insides. She soon forgot all about the pain of having that huge cock rammed into her cunt.

  The bliss covering her like a blanket was the result of her normal bodily functions. She enjoyed having a cock inside her twat. That was the only way she could ever be happy. And this was a cock, all right. The biggest, stiffest, cock ever!

  “You like it, don’t you?”

  “L-love it!”

  “Thought you would. All you chicks like it. Now get ready for some real lovin’ done by a real man!”

  She screamed as his prick left her cunt. The suction formed behind the retreating prick was so huge it felt as if her guts were being sucked out. And she was left with an incredible hollowness between her legs. While the prick was inside her, she was warmed by it, content to let it rest and soothe her nerves.

  Out of her twat, it was driving her wild with lust. She had to get it back. There was no release for her burning desires without it.

  “Fuck me again! Put it back in as fast as you can! I, ohhhh, I know what I said before was wrong. I neeeeeed it!”

  He laughed. His cock parted her pink pussy lips again, hesitating in the mouth of her cunt for just a second, then went racing up into her cunt like a runaway freight train.

  She might have blacked out for a second. The nurse wasn’t certain. The suddenness of his cock shoving into her cunt again had taken her by surprise. But she was content again. The cock was where it belonged.

  How could she have ever feared that long, hard cock? Sure, it was big. Bigger than any she’d ever seen before. But so what? Her cunt was stretchy enough, spongy enough, to take any sized prick.

  No man was too big for her. She could stake them all and lovin’ every sexy second, every inch, of the fucking.

  She threw her arms around the man’s neck to support herself. The cock drilling into her cunt could easily support her weight but she wanted a little mobility. She’d show this bastard how to really fuck. It wasn’t just driving a huge cock up a tight pussy, it was lots more. And he’d know it before she was finished with him.

  Twisting from side to side, she tried to tear the prick from the man’s groin. Her cunt was gripping impossibly tight all along his cock. She could feel a little slipping inside her twat, but this only added to her excitement and his problems.

  He was going to have a hundred-twenty pounds of sex-crazed nurse all over him in a few seconds!

  “God, I feel like I’m being twisted apart inside,” he grunted. “Your cunt’s working on me real good.”

  “And it gets better,” she assured him. And she wanted to make it that way.

  Tensing and relaxing her muscles, she was able to massage his prick all the way from the thick root at the pussy lips to the blunt nose of his glans far up into her womb. He was poking into the softly padded neck of her cervix. She used superb muscle control to ripple up and down him until the man was really feeling her cunt.

  “What you doin’ to me? My balls are going to pop!”

  The nurse was beginning to enjoy this Dr. McPhearson thought she was going to end up degraded, humiliated again if he forced her to fuck a greasy stud. She’d show him. She’d have her revenge on him. She’d enjoy every Goddamn fucking inch of this huge cock!

  Through lust-glazed eyes, she saw Dr. McPhearson standing in the doorway, hand covering his prick. She knew he must be jerking off as he watched her letting this dude fuck her. She’d give that son of a bitch a show that would make his jizz splatter all over the ceiling.

  She twisted sideways so the peeping doctor could get a good view of her cunt lips. The sight of the thick prick being lewdly kissed and licked by the pussy lips would be nice.

  When she spread herself all around that thick, meaty cock, she leaned backwards. This caused the cock to smash up into her cunt at a new and excitingly different angle. She felt her clit poking out and standing at attention.

  In comparison to the man’s huge cock, it was tiny. It might not even be visible. She reached down and gripped the slippery little nubbin between her thumb and forefinger. Stroking up and down it sent chills racing into her cunt.

  There the shivery feeling collided and mixed with the warmth of the fucking. And when her slit began to pulse, she knew she couldn’t hold back any longer.

  She came.

  Her cunt smashed down brutally on the buried prick. He had to feel as if he’d been trapped in a mineshaft and the world collapsed on him.

  But she didn’t care if he came or not. She was enjoying the orgasm seizing her so tight. Every muscle in her body locked, rigid, unyielding. Then, it was over.

  But her climax had only stirred fresh life in the man’s balls. She let the cock escape her twat for a moment. When it came rushing back into her pussy, she was lifted off the floor again. She enjoyed standing and fucking for a change. And this was certainly the way to do it.

  What could this greasy brute do if he could get really good leverage when he fucked her? She shuddered, thinking about the joy he could shoot into her body.

  “Almost made me come,” he told her. “But I’m too good. I’m gonna make you really get off on my prick before I come.”

  “Braggart,” she told him. “Bet you I get you off first.”

  He began to really fuck her. His shiny, filthy fuck stick, all coated with her cunt juices, was like a machine piston. He split her pussy lips and drove hard into her. She might have been taking a steel rod into her cunt.

  But no steel rod had ever been so hot, so big and firm and cunt-filling. She gasped but kept her cunt muscles working on that huge cock. She gave her full attention to it. Squeezing, relaxing, twisting and rocking, she made certain he wasn’t entering or leaving her cunt without a hell of a lot of stimulation most men never receive.

  Her cunt literally clung to his rigid cock. She twisted the flesh around and around before releasing it, then wetly kissed the blunt tip of his cock with her obscenely pouting pussy lips.

  His breath was gusting in her face. The sweat beading his forehead told her the strain he was under. She let the friction warm her guts. Her cunt was flowing with heavy inner oils now. He slipped in and out of her pussy until they were both lost in a wonderland of fucking.

  When she felt his steamy hot jism smashing into her cunt, she knew she’d won their little bet. Her cunt hungrily sucked up all his cum and milked that huge pillar of cock dry.

  Her cunt was still rhythmically squeezing his prick when it went flaccid and slipped from her twat.

  “Damn, lady, you got the suckingest cunt I ever felt around my old prick. How you do it?”

  “Lots of practice with lots of big boys like you.” She tenderly stroked his prick, then tucked it back into his pants and zipped the fly.

  The man left the office and Nancy looked around for Dr. McPhearson. All she found was a thick pool of drying jism on the floor. He’d gotten his rocks off watching them, then split.

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  The next few weeks were hell for Nancy, both for what Dr. McPhearson was forcing her to do and for the waiting and scheming she was doing. The plan wasn’t perfect. She could see ways that Dr. McPhearson could wiggle out of the carefully planned evidence she was building up against him, but it would do to get him out of her hair.

  She closed the books and looked up to see a man, conservatively dressed, holding a badge out for her inspection.

  “How can I help you, Mr. Hilton?” She knew why the man was here and how she could help out.

  She’d called the Feds and gotten them hot and bothered over illicit drug trafficking. That was why special agent Hilton had been sent over.

  “I’d like to look at the records on the office use of narcotics.”

  She showed the man into a small closet-like room where they kept the records he wanted.

  “Feel free to ask me for any help.”

  “I doubt if this will take long,” he to
ld her.

  And it didn’t. In less than an hour he was closing his notebook and exiting.

  “Anything else, Mr. Hilton?”

  “Where’s Dr. McPhearson’s car?”

  “Parked around in back. The blue Cadillac.”

  The man nodded and left, only to come back in a few minutes carrying a small cloth bag. Nancy didn’t have to ask what was in it. She knew. She had planted the drugs in Dr. McPhearson’s car before she’d called the drug enforcement office.

  “Don’t expect Dr. McPhearson back this afternoon,” Mr. Hilton told her. “I think he’s got a lot of explaining to do.”

  “You mean…”

  “I mean he has systematically been stealing narcotics and other controlled substances from the office, apparently for his own use.”

  From the back, another agent came out, Marvin McPhearson struggling in an arm lock.

  “I don’t know how this has happened. Honest!” Then his eyes fastened on Nancy and he knew. The tiny smile dancing at the corners of her lips told him better than any amount of words could. She’d gotten her revenge on him in the worst way possible.

  He was ruined as a doctor. The state medical board would revoke his license to practice and he might even serve time. She’d ruined him.

  He shouted, “Her! She’s the one who framed me! She fucks fifteen-year-old boys! And she’ll suck the cock of any man who comes into the office! She’s a Goddamn nympho and it threatened to expose her! She framed me. God dammit, take your hands off me! She’s the one you want!”

  Mr. Hilton shook his head and said to Nancy, “They usually spout off like that. Don’t worry about it, Miss. We won’t repeat any of that filth.”

  And with that, the agents were gone and Dr. Marvin McPhearson with them.

  Nancy was on cloud nine. This was perfect! She’d gotten rid of that blackmailing son of a bitch. He wouldn’t be able to force her to do any of the awful things he had been, not ever again!