I can feel myself sweating a little as I maneuver my blood red Porsche Caymen S into the parking garage. I am nervous as hell – who would’ve thought Ms. Perfect would need to see a damn shrink? I mean, it’s not like I’m crazy or – okay so maybe I have a couple of issues. I’m a workaholic, I’m disgustingly vain, and I may have a slight addiction to the idea of fantastic sex. So what?

Sighing, I leave my beautiful car, blowing it air kisses as I strut away. That’s my one and only, my baby. Yeah, about that crazy part again.. um.. don’t listen to the whole car thing and think, “Well.. duh!” because, well, there’s more to it.

Anyway, I smooth down my light grey pinstripe pencil skirt and forest green button down shirt. In a hair brained effort to cool off, I unbutton the first few buttons on my shirt, allowing some of the breeze to play with my cleavage. I wait for the elevator, balancing on one of my black stiletto heels like a flamingo to keep my frantic mind from running me back to my car. All I can think as I enter the elevator: “I hope this guy’s hot.”

I exit on the 6th floor, and I head towards the suite number the secretary gave me over the phone. Entering the office, I see a blonde with short hair and huge breasts, and she’s obviously quite proud of them judging from the low-cut blue shirt she’s wearing. I raise an eyebrow, and speak, “I’m here to see Dr. Xavier. I have an appointment.” “Yeah, just go on in. He’ll be with you in a moment,” she says, without even raising her eyes from her precious I-phone.

I sigh impatiently; apparently Blondie wasn’t hired for her IQ score. I follow her offhand instructions and enter the office ahead of me. I’m greeted with floor to ceiling windows, allowing the sun to stream into his office of wall to wall bookshelves. A deep purple area rug covers dark wood floors on which sits a metal desk that almost resembles a morgue table in its simplistic style. There is a large, black leather chaise lounge, and two leather wing back chairs.

“Interesting style,” I think to myself.

Perching myself on the chaise lounge, I gaze out behind the desk through the large windows. Lost in the beautiful view, I almost don’t hear the doctor speaking to the secretary: “This is my last appointment for the day. You can go home, Jenny.”

“Thanks, Doctor X!” I hear her voice answer.

I resist the temptation to allow my mind to wonder to sarcastic and sneering insults. Thankfully, the door closing behind me interrupts my high school antics. “Good afternoon, Ms. Regina, how can I be of service?”

Turning around, I lay eyes on the best and worst possible thing a crazy patient could ever hope and dread: he’s gorgeous. Deep blue eyes, pale blond hair – he is wearing a pale green button down shirt and dark grey slacks. I become aware of the fact that I’m staring with my mouth open, so I try my best to recover, “Oh how cute, we match.”

“That sounded more like a purr than necessary. Nice job, Regina,” I sarcastically think to myself. Luckily, he chuckles and answers, “Well, I’m glad to see someone else has such lovely taste.”

“Dear God, just take me now.. snap out of it!!!” My brain won’t be quiet.

“So how can I help you?” he says.

“I’ve been dealing with a lot of stress lately, and apparently, the people around me think that rum and sex are not healthy ways of dealing with said stress”

His eyebrows raise, and I see him smirk. He takes a seat in the black leather chair closest to the chaise lounge. Our knees nearly brush as he leans forward, “Rum and sex? Well that can’t be the only reason that such an interesting woman such as yourself enters my office.”

I try to smile as seductively as possible: “I have issues, but who doesn’t, right, doctor?”

“Yes, and apparently one is the temperature in the room. Are you hot, Ms. Regina?” he says, gesturing to my open buttons. I blush, and begin to rebutton my shirt. He stops me, “Oh, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I doesn’t bother me at all. In fact” he stops, looking at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, “I think it’s very … refreshing.”

I suddenly can’t seem to breathe. As if he can read my mind, he stands up and walks behind the chaise lounge. I can feel his breath on my neck, as he begins to massage my shoulders. “I think if you just relax, Ms. Regina, you’ll find that I’m not as bad as you may think.” His hands caress my shoulders through the fabric of my shirt, and I begin to melt under his touch. I then feel his fingertips graze my neck and my bare shoulders. I jolt and turn around. His face is very close to mine, and all I can see are his blue eyes.

“Uh, Doctor.. I.. um..” I stutter, clenching the couch fabric beneath me. He smiles, “You can call me Xavier, Ms. Regina.” I laugh nervously, his lips suddenly dangerously close to the sensitive spot where my jaw meets my throat.

“You can call me Regina,” I answer, leaning in towards his lips.

He pulls away suddenly, walking behind his desk. I’m stunned, and a little hurt, wondering why he would get so close and then just walk off. I see him shake his head, as if he’s trying to throw a thought from his mind, and then look up at me and smile. “Are you ready to talk to me, Regina?”

Considering the amount of wetness gathering between my thighs, talking is the last thing on my mind. “Actually, Xavier, I have an idea for how I can loosen up and feel more comfortable with you.” He raises his eyebrows quizzically at me. “Come here,” I tease, “I won’t bite unless you want me to.”

He walks by the couch, and I throw caution to the winds. Grabbing his arms, I throw him onto the chaise lounge, pining him beneath me with my thighs. I hear his surprised gasp, and it’s now his turn to stutter: “Ms.. Regina.. I.. You’re a patient!! I can’t! I shouldn’t've”

I cut him off, kissing his full lips hard. I hear him groan beneath me as our hips grind into each others. He pants against my mouth, moaning a little as I unbutton his shirt down to the waistband of his pants. I run my hands over his chest, nipping his neck before licking and sucking my way down his abs.

“Oh jesus Regina!” he gasps, as I unbutton his pants, pulling his zipper down with my teeth. I tease him, licking and kissing his hardening dick through his pants. I feel his fingers tangle in my long hair, trying to encourage me to continue. I giggle and lick his happy trail, letting my tongue slide beneath his boxer’s waistband. His grip tightens in my hair, so I finally pull down his pants and boxers.

I find the best thing any girl could ask for; thick, long, hard as hell, and begging for me to touch it, his dick looks so delicious that I can’t help but take a quick lick of the head. His hips buck towards my face, as his hands pull me down. I close my lips and giggle. He groans in frustration. “Please, Regina. Don’t tease me.”

“Aw, but teasing is half the fun.”

I begin to suck lightly on the head, enjoying his precum that oozes from the tip. He gasps at the feeling, still trying to push my mouth further. I slide my hands up his inner thighs, then swallow, taking most of his shaft into my mouth. He moans, and I feel his fingers curl in my hair, and I’m willing to bet his toes are curling too. I swallow again, letting the back of my throat tease his swollen tip.

“Ooohhh fuck.”

I begin to bob on his cock, faster and faster, adding my right hand to massage his balls in rhythm. He’s squirming on the couch, panting and groaning as I continue to blow his cock. “Oh god, Regina. Don’t stop, please don’t stop. Shitttt.. ohhhh sshiiittt..” I feel his balls contract, so I take one last long slurp, and pull off his throbbing dick.

His wide eyes say it all, but his mouth has no problem communicating: “What?? What the..? WHY?!”

I giggle, pushing him back to lay on the couch.

I pull off my shirt, revealing a blue silk bra. His eyes go wider, and then his mouth drops as I pull off my tight pencil skirt to reveal a matching silk g-string.

“I’ve died and gone to heaven,” he sputters.

“Oh just you wait,” I answer, undoing the clasps to my bra. His smile lights up his face as I show him my perky pink nipples on perfect teardrop breasts. He licks his lips, loving the sight before him. I wiggle my hips, pulling of the G-string and tossing it to him. He picks it up and smells it, even licking some of the juice that’s gathered.

I saunter towards him, and he grabs my arm and tosses me in his place. He then puts my legs over his shoulders, licking and nipping my inner thighs as he gets closer to my wet pussy. He takes a long lick of my slit, and I moan, clutching at the leather beneath me. He then begins to suck on my clit, slowly fingering my juicy hole. I begin to pant and moan, arching my back in pleasure. Taking his left hand, I place it on my breasts, and he begins to kneed each one while tweaking my hard nipple. I feel my orgasm begin to build, and I begin to whimper as a result.

He stops, grinning from ear to ear. He begins to kiss up my stomach towards my breasts. I groan in frustration as he begins to suck on my nipples. Rubbing my cunt on his thigh, I begin whimper more, asking him to make me cum. “Aw, I don’t think you want it badly enough yet,” he says. “Oh god, please Xavier. Don’t make me beg.”

“You made me beg, you bad girl-” he slides his fingers up my slit “- fair is fair.”

“XAVIER PLEASE!!!” I beg, “make me cum! I need.. I need it now!”

“Nope. Not quite good enough.”

“FUCK! Pppplllleeeeaaassssseeee-” his fingers enter my cunt “- yes, YES!! OH GOD!”

He begins to finger fuck me fast, now adding his lips and tongue to my clit. I arch my back, wrapping my legs around his head. I scream loudly, gushing cum on his face as I orgasm. “XXXAAAVVVIIIERRR…”

I hear his laugh, but more importantly, I feel him licking up every drop of my cum. As I turn my head to look down at him, I realize he’s already over me. He pushes his dick into my cunt, letting out a grunt at the tightness. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I begin to grind my hips into his, determined to milk his cock. He fucks me hard, bouncing my tits. He sucks each nipple, realizing the competition that’s risen between us: he refuses to cum before I’ve reached exhaustion. He slows down, teasing me with light strokes before moving into hard, deep thrusts. I bite my lip and hang on as his cock drives me closer to orgasm. “OOhhhh shit!” I scream as I cum again, my juice coating his cock and the leather beneath us.

He doesn’t skip a beat, grabbing me off of the chaise lounge and bending me over his desk. He begins to fuck me faster, grabbing onto my tits for support. I can only moan and scream, leaning forward on the cool metal as his dick dips deep into my juicy cunt. My sensitive clit can’t handle his fucking, and I cum yet again, whimpering with pleasure. He laughs, feeling my cunt clench around his dick. He thrusts harder, getting closer to his own orgasm.

I push him away. Startled, he stares at me, making it easy for me to throw him onto the desk. I lean over him, taking his dick into my mouth. I suck down the shaft, fast and hard, just like he was fucking me. “OH GOD YES! REGINA!” he moans, pulling my head down onto his throbbing cock. He doesn’t last long, shooting cum onto my waiting tongue. I swallow it and join him on the desk.

“I think..” he pants “that’s enough for this session.”

I lay there, trying to catch my breath as well, “Yeah..should save some issues for next time.”

“Yeah but we’re definitely.. making progress.”

Laying there panting and sweating, neither of us worry about the open windows displaying us to whomever could possibly want to see.

But we do notice his secretary, Jenny, and her shocked face as she opens his office door to see us lying naked on his desk, the previous contents spread on the rug.

We both look at each other, and then at her, not quite sure what’s going to happen next.

Nick and Megan met the day he was moving into the apartment below hers. She decided to help him move in and in the process let him know the cons of living in a house that had been renovated into an apartment. The biggest thing she told him was that you can hear EVERYTHING through the floor.

After 2 years of living in the same place…they knew that was true. Nick could always tell when Megan and her boyfriend of one and a half years were getting along really well! She could make her boyfriend moan so loud Nick wondered what she was doing to him. Megan could also tell when Nick was dating cause she could hear the shouts of pleasure coming through her floor. In fact, those sounds sometimes helped Megan through some lonely nights, if you know what I mean!

She imagined her 26 year old neighbor pumping his dick in and out of his date. He was a beautiful man. 6’5″ and around 200 pounds. He was built like a well muscled athlete. He had coal black hair and piercing blue eyes. They had become such good friends in the 2 years since Nick moved in that they left the doors to their apartments open and it felt like they had one big house instead of 2 separate apartments. The rules were that if the doors were closed but unlocked knock once then come on in, if they were wide open, you could come and go as you pleased, locked meant do not disturb! Nick was getting ready to head out to the grocery store when he decided to run up the steps to Megan’s place and see if she needed anything. She and her longtime boyfriend had broken up a few months ago and she had been kind of mopey since. Her door was closed, but when he tested the knob it wasn’t locked. He gave a light knock then opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind him.

Nick heard a sound coming form her living room so he stepped down the hallway and into the room. Taking a few steps forward he all of a sudden came to a quick stop and listened closely. He heard it again. Megan was moaning. Maybe she was sick! Then he caught sight of what was on the TV. Porn! The full force of what was more then likely happening on the other side of the couch hit him and he felt a bulge in his pants start to grow.

He quickly stepped off to the side to avoid being seen in the mirror that hung opposite of Megan’s couch. The second he looked into the mirror he couldn’t help but stare at the reflection that came back at him. There sat his best friend completely naked! Her legs were spread wide and she had her blonde head thrown back and her dark blue eyes shut as she moved a vibrator in and out of her clean shaven pussy! Nick had always admired her figure and wondered what she looked like naked. In fact, he had relieved himself many nights imagining her naked body on his.

Megan’s 25 year old body was about 5’5″ and 115 pounds. She was pure curves from head to toe. Even for her somewhat petite frame she was all legs. She had a nice chest, about a 38 D if he missed his guess. And by looking at the way her naked breasts with their perfect round and rigid nipples rose and lowered as she played with herself, he was right. The bulge in Nicks pants was threatening to burst open his zipper. Nick knew that he shouldn’t be standing there watching her, but at the same time he couldn’t tear himself away from the most beautiful thing he had ever seen! Standing there watching Megan pleasure herself he made a decision. He discretely removed his t-shirt and stood there trying to formulate a plan as the moaning on the tv, and from Megan, continued.

All of a sudden Megan stopped and threw the vibrator to the side. “This is just not working for me,” she sighed, “there is just no substitute for the real thing!”

Nick, sensing that his moment had come, quickly stepped around the couch. “Maybe I can help you out then.” As he said this he hit his knees in front of her.

“Nick what are you doing,” Megan gasped! But she didn’t get the chance to pull back. As soon as Nick had hit the floor in front of her he had attached his mouth to her hairless cunt. “Mmmmmmm…,” Megan moaned. “You really shouldn’t be here. Oh my God! That feels sooooooo good!”

Nick looked up at her and grinned. “I just thought I’d help you out.” So saying he lowered his mouth back down to her juicy cunt. He had never tasted anything so good before. He started kissing the outside lips of her pussy. When this started to make her squirm enough, he stuck his tongue out and licked from the bottom of her hot, wet, pussy to the top eliciting a deep moan from Megan. He smiled and spread her pussy lips open and licked again. Megan moaned again and ran her fingers through his black hair. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She had been so lonely since she and her boyfriend had broken up. Not to mention horny. It had been a couple of long lonely months since she had a guy pleasuring her. Nick was a great friend, but she had always wondered what kind of lover he would be. Right now he was proving to be the best kind. He slowly licked her pussy from bottom to top a few times. Then spreading her pussy lips he leaned forward and flicked her clit with his tongue sending shocks of electricity threw her body. He slowly circled her clit with his tongue eliciting a series of small whimpering noises from her. Then once she had tensed her whole body up, concentrating on the path of his tongue, he put his whole mouth over her clit and sucked it into his mouth.

“Oh my God! That feels sooooo good! Don’t stop!” cried Megan!

Nick obliged and continued to suck on her clit driving Megan absolutely wild. He wrapped his arms around her middle to hold her still.

“Ooooooooohhhhh…, I’m gonna cummmmmm! That feels sooooo good!” moaned Megan as she twisted one of her hard nipples.

Just as Nick felt her get ready to explode he took his long, middle finger and shoved it roughly in to her cunt and started pumping her cunt vigorously while sucking her clit. He felt her pussy muscles tighten around his finger as she started to cum. Megan shouted as she came harder then she had even in her last few months with her ex. Nick kept on sucking and pumping her cunt until all her juices had stopped flowing. He licked up all her juices, relishing the taste. He looked up at her heaving chest as she tried to stop shaking and catch her breath. He wondered just what she would do and say now that he had made her cum.

“Nick! What the hell was that all about! What made you come in here and think that you could just start eating me out!?” cried Megan.

Nick sat back on his heels and looked at her with a look between sorrow and satisfaction. “Look,” he said, “I’m sorry that I just barged in on you. I’m not sorry for what I did though. I have been wanting to do something like that to you for a long time. I just figured I was helping you out.”

So saying, he stood up. Megan couldn’t help but notice the huge bulge in the front of his jeans. She always wondered just how big Nick was. Truth be told she wasn’t really mad at him, how could she be after the amazing orgasm she had just had, she had just been shocked. Megan looked up at him then smiled. “Well, I guess there’s only one thing to do.” So saying, and to the shock of Nick, she reached up and undid his zipper. “I have to return the favor you know. I hate debt,” Megan said coyly.

Nick looked down as she pulled down his jeans with a look of surprise on his handsome face. Then he just grinned. He couldn’t wait for this. From the sounds he had heard from down below she was a hot piece and he couldn’t wait to experience even a portion of it.

Megan pulled his boxers down and released his huge boner. “Wow,” said Megan. “I always wondered what this thing looked like.” She stared at his fully erect cock and guessed it to be at least 8.5 inches. “Yummy,” she said. So saying, Megan leaned forward and lightly kissed the head, making Nick feel a little weak in the knees. It had been a long time since he had a hot girl giving him some head. Megan stuck her tongue out then and ran the tip down the underside of his cock. She reached out with her soft hand and took hold of his thick, throbbing shaft. Then she proceeded to lick his cock like a lollipop. Then she blew all over it making the air feel cold on his cock. Then she plunged his cock into her hot mouth. The abrupt temperature difference made him moan.

She started bobbing her head up and down his cock. The most amazing part was that as she did this he could feel her tongue swirling around his cock. Megan couldn’t quite get his whole cock in her mouth. Her ex had only been 7.5 inches and she could deep throat him, but Nick was a whole inch longer. She remedied this by stroking him as she bobbed her head up and down his cock. Reaching up with her other hand she started massaging his balls eliciting another moan form him. That made her smile. She loved oral, both giving and receiving. Making a guy shake and moan while she had his cock in her mouth never failed to turn her on.

She then removed her mouth from his cock and giving slow sucking kisses down the underside of his shaft she used her tongue and licked right where his cock and ball sack met driving him crazy. Then she took his balls into her mouth one at a time sucking on them as she stroked his cock with her soft hand. Moving her head back up his cock she started to focus on his head. Taking her teeth and nibbling around the top she then started to tongue it. Then sucking on it while stroking his cock and massaging his balls. She could tell he was getting close. His moaning got louder and a little faster.

“Oh God! You are soooo hot!” said Nick as he grabbed her hair off to the side so he could look down and see what she was dong to him. Megan looked up at him and locked eyes with him. Then she winked as she plunged his cock back down her throat. That made his head fall back as he groaned. “You’re gonna make me cum,” he said.

Megan pulled her head back and stroking him said, “Good, I want to taste you.” Then she plunged his cock back into her mouth and started sucking and stroking him faster. Nick could feel the pressure building up in his balls as Megan started to stroke his cock against her tongue, her mouth open and waiting. All of a sudden he let out an animalistic cry as he unloaded his cum into Megan’s waiting mouth. She quickly took his shooting member into his mouth and swallowed as much of his cum as she could.

When she was all done she looked up at him. He took a shaky breath and looked down at her and said, “That was amazing. I knew you were good,” and quickly added at her surprised look, “I could hear you through the floor.”

“Oh,” she said. “Yeah, you tend to forget about that when your cumming. Speaking of which,” She looked up at him with a sultry smile, “you up for another round?”

“Really,” asked Nick surprised.

With a grin Megan stood up and headed back to her bedroom. Nick watched her cute, tight ass then quickly followed. As soon as he walked through her door it closed behind him. Then all of a sudden she was in his arms and there tongues were tangling with each others. Nick’s hands ran down her bare back and then cupped her ass and lifted her off the floor. Megan wrapped her legs around him and he carried her over to the bed. He laid her down and came over top of her, his tongue still in her mouth. Then he broke the kiss and started to slowly make his way down her body. He finally got his mouth on her beautiful tits. He sucked on one rigid nipple then the other eliciting small moans from Megan. He grinned then lightly kissed down her body. Coming down to her hairless snatch he inserted his tongue as far as he can, making her arch her back in pleasure. He then replaced his tongue with his finger and started pumping her with his finger making her moan louder. Then he inserted a second finger and pumped her faster.

“Mmm, ooohhh….You’re gonna make me cum! Faster!” moaned Megan.

Nick obliged and just as he felt her ready to cum he leaned forward and sucked her clit into his mouth and sucked hard. This made Megan scream with pleasure. He kept it up after she was done cumming and then all of a sudden he felt her muscles tighten as she came again. He finally lifted his head then and looked at her.

Once she caught her breath she just looked at him and said, “That was amazing! I never had orgasms that close together before!” Then she grabbed him and made him lay back on her bed and straddled him. “Your turn,” she purred into his ear. She started kissing him on his mouth. Then she lowered his lips to his adams apple and slowly sucked on it . Her mouth followed it as he swallowed. That seemed to turn him on. Then she slowly started kissing down his chest. Taking a nipple in her mouth she sucked on it gently as she rolled the other one between her fingers. That made him gasp sharply. She then switched and sucked the other one. Then she started kissing down his body until she came to his cock. She just started to lick it and it seemed to slowly come to life. She then took it all into her mouth trying her hardest to deep throat him. She couldn’t quite get it all down. While his cock was in her mouth she started to humm making her mouth vibrate around his cock. Taking him out of her mouth and stroking his steel hard shaft she smiled at him.

“Ready to fuck?” she asked him. His answer was to grab her and flip her over onto her back. She laid there with her legs open and he took his cock towards her open slit. Instead of inserting it right away he rubbed his head up and down her slit and around her clit. Megan arched her back and moaned. “Stop teasing me and fuck me,” she said, “I want it. Fuck me hard!”

Nick figured she had enough and slid his full length into her hot cunt. He groaned as he felt her tight pussy walls grip his cock. He started pumping her his full length. Pulling out, and sliding back in. Megan reached back and took hold of the rungs on her headboard as she cried out. He started pumping her harder and faster. Slamming into her as hard as he could she lifted her hips up to meet his with each thrust.

“Mmmmmmm, that is soooooo good!” cried Megan. Nick didn’t have the breath to say anything. He just kept thrusting. All of a sudden he stopped. “What happened? Why are you stopping?” cried Megan.

Nick just grinned and flipped her over. “Time for doggy style,” he said. Megan smiled and stuck her perfect ass up in the air. He took hold of her hips and slammed his whole cock into her. Thrusting as hard as he could, his balls slapping against her ass, he reached around and started to rub her clit.

“Oooooohhhhhhhhhh my God! That feels incredible! Harder!” was all Megan could say. After a few minutes she stopped him.

“What’s wrong,” asked Nick. “Didn’t you like it?”

“Hell yeah I did! I just wanted to surprise you with something. Now lay on your back,” Megan commanded. Nick did as she said and Megan took hold of his cock and slowly sank down on it. Her blonde head fell back as she sat on his cock enjoying the length and thickness of his cock filling her. Then she put her hands on his chest and started to pump up and down on him. Nick laid there enjoying every minute of it but wondering what the surprise was. Then all of a sudden he felt Megan’s already tight cunt tighten even more. She was clenching him! She smiled down at him for a moment. “Like it?”

“Ooooohhh yeah!” said Nick shakily. He then reached up and took a hold of her hips and slammed up into her as she clenched her pussy muscles around him. He felt the familiar building up in his balls and kept thrusting harder.

“I’m cumming,” shouted Megan. As she came Nick thrusted up harder into her pussy then he emptied himself into her with a shout. Megan collapsed onto his chest then. She rolled off his now softening cock.

Nick wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his chest and said, “Now THAT’S what friends are for!”

The park was empty and still as she walked along the trail beside the lake. The heat made ripples over the ground as though the water had breached its banks and was spreading its glistening tendrils across the landscape.

There was no breeze to rustle through the grass and trees, no sounds met her ears but the quiet lapping of the lake at its shores. The air was close and humid, so thick you almost imagine yourself wading through an ocean of cotton wool. She was glad of the light material of her white tank top and short red skirt and relieved she had not worn her jeans and a jacket. The heat prickled her skin but the sun was surrounded by heavy grey clouds and she knew it was only a matter of time.

As she was making her way across a vast open patch of field the first cool drops of rain splashed down onto her shoulders and she breathed a sigh of relief. Still walking she took black elastic from her wrist and pulled her thick red hair back into a ponytail, feeling the light rain and cooling air on the back of her neck. A large drop fell onto her neck and trickled down the middle of her back causing her to shiver and bringing her out in goose bumps. A flash of blinding blue lightning clapped through the sky and was followed momentarily by the deep rumble of thunder signifying the storm is very close. Within moments the gentle rain became a solid downpour, pounding into the lake with a deafening roar. She began to jog across the field heading toward a copse of evergreens just a few hundred metres ahead.

The thunder and lightning struck again, the deep sound making the ground tremble beneath her running feet and drowning out the sounds of the rain. She reached the cover of the trees and slowed to a walk, catching her breath as she stepped in among them. Her top was now soaked to her skin and the blue lace of her bra was clearly visible. Her skirt hung wetly on her hips, clinging heavily to her curves. She wiped the rain from her hair and face and stepped closer to the trunk of the tree. The lashing rain still managed to invade the sanctuary of the trees but it was not half as bad as being out in the open. Twisting her ponytail between her fingers to wring out some of the water she decided to wait the storm out under the trees before making her way back to the car. The rain was so heavy she could barely see ten feet out of the trees and she didn’t know the area well enough to go anywhere with such poor visibility.

Five minutes later the storm seemed heavier than ever and there were no signs of letting up. A figure emerged from the dense wall of rain, head down and running for the cover of the trees. The man was tall with his dark hair shaved short. He wore jeans and a black band t-shirt with the sleeves cut off which were soaked tight to his body. He looked strong and his tanned arms were muscular and well defined. She couldn’t help but stare. It was odd to have this stranger appear, she had been feeling like the last person left in a world drowned out by the raging storm. Now as the lightning flashed and the thunder clamoured she drank in the sight of this sexy stranger sharing her shelter. He caught sight of her and surprise registered on his face, clearly he had not seen her as he’d headed for the trees.

She smiled and he flashed a shy smile back, wiping the rain from his eyes. She looked out at the rain as the thunder rumbled out again but she could feel his eyes all over her. She imagined how she must look to him, with her clothes transparent and plastered to her curves, her underwear visible through the thin material, the rain still glistening on her pale skin. She turned back to him and they watched one another for a few moments, neither wanting to speak, listening to the grumbling threats or the storm above their heads.

He offered her another shy smile and wiped away a drop of rain as it trickled down his cheek like a tear. This small gesture seemed to her so innocent and gentle that she suddenly felt brave and totally at ease. The sensual power of the storm and her intense attraction to him made her brash and impulsive and before she could talk herself out of it she moved close to him, put a hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down until his lips met hers. She kissed him deeply while the storm waged a war on the landscape around them. At first he was tense; shocked at her directness but soon he placed his hands on her waist and pulled her toward him. She broke the kiss and took a small step away from him, smiling but still without a word.

She reached down and peeled her soaking top away from her skin tugging it up over her head and tossing it onto the grass beside her. Her deliberate movements wrung some of the rain from her top and rivulets of water trickled down over the large round globes of her breasts. He looked as though all his Christmases had come at once, standing stock still before her as she stepped close to him again. He opened his mouth to speak but she pressed herself against him and kissed him hard. She could feel him stiffening in his jeans and he tried to surreptitiously tug at them in his mounting discomfort. She kissed him slowly and teasingly, dropping her hands to his waist and unbuckling the belt on his jeans. With quick, deft movements she had his jeans undone and had pushed them down over his hips along with the shorts he wore beneath them. The weight of the wet jeans dragged them down to the floor and without missing a beat she followed, dropping to her knees in front of him.

His eyes widened in surprise but he didn’t move and still neither of them said a word. He was big but not massive and she looked up at him with an appreciative smile as she placed her soft hand around his shaft. He inhaled, a sharp intake of breath, as she leant forward and wrapped her full moist lips around the head of his cock, sliding her hand up to meet her lips and her tongue flicking over the sensitive flesh. She slowly moved her lips down his length, her warm mouth an exhilarating contrast to the cool air gusting around them. She made a few short bobs of her head, taking a little more of him each time and swirling her tongue round the head each time she lifted up. She looked up at him with smiling eyes, amused by the mixed look of desire and fascination on his face, relaxing and controlling her breath she leans right forward allowing his entire length to slide down to the back of her throat. She held herself still with his cock buried down her throat, breathing slowly through her nose and listening to his moans, barely audible over the storm.

After a few moments she began bobbing up and down again, each time sliding his full length to the back of her throat and swallowing gently using her mouth and tongue to massage his prick. He placed a hand on the back of her head and she let him control the pace, reaching a hand up to massage and tickle his balls as he fucked her inviting mouth. His pace quickened and she looked up at him again through long, dark lashes, sucking gently as he gazed down into her eyes. She felt him get bigger in her mouth and he slowed looking at her questioningly.

She pulled his hands behind his back and held them there in hr free hand taking control once again, sucking him down her throat and drawing back quickly, over and again, faster and faster. She felt his muscles tighten and he threw his head back, his cry lost to the thunder as she took him all the way down again and swallowed as he shot hot come down her throat. She didn’t miss a drop and when he stopped she slowly slid her lips back up the length of his cock, sucking it softly and eliciting small groans from him with her talented tongue. She released him allowing them both time to catch their breath. Still the rain hammered down and the lightning split the sky overhead with deafening cracks.

He reached down and she took his hands, getting to her feet. He looked sheepish with his pants by his ankles and left so vulnerable but she smiled and he kissed her again. He reached behind her and with a quick flick he had unsnapped the clasp on her bra and pulled the tie that held the bra up at her neck. As he did so the ties came loose and the bra fell to the ground. He leant down and took one stiff nipple into his mouth; flicking it with his tongue and kneading the soft flesh of her other breast in his large hand. He trailed the fingers of his other handover her back and down her spine making her tingle and shiver. He swapped his lips to the other breast and she let out a small sigh as he circled his strong arms around her waist.

Before she knew what had happened he lifted her and turned around, pushing her against the trunk of their tree, her feet still not touching the ground. He looked into her eyes and kissed her again, so soft compared to the rough way he had forced her up against the tree. She laced her arms round his neck and clung to him, returning his kiss while his hand crept down to her thigh and stroked its way over the smooth, creamy skin and under her skirt. She moaned softly when his fingers teasingly traced along her slit over the top of her blue lace shorties. She was held against the tree by his firm body pressed against her and he held one thigh over his hip. He tickled and teased her moistening pussy through the thin fabric of her underwear while kissing and nibbling the side of her neck.

Her breath caught in her throat as he pulled the crotch of her shorts to one side and he slowly dipped and into the warm folds he had revealed. She pressed her face into his neck and moaned huskily while, with an expert hand, he spread her cunt lips seeking out her clit with his questing thumb, pressing lightly on her soft spot inside her tight, wet hole. He fucked her slowly with his middle finger making tight circles over her swelling clit with his thumb. She pushed her hands up under his t-shit and raked her nails down his back, the thunder roaring it’s deep guttural tones. He bit her shoulder, scraping his teeth over her soft flesh hard but not enough to hurt, making her moan and grip him tightly. He could feel her pussy pulsing as he worked his ring finger inside her, making her cry out. He was amazed at how tight she felt, even just around his fingers.

She began to tremble as his thumb continued it’s expert ministrations on her sensitive little button, his fingers sliding in and out of her, pushing against her pleasure spot. He felt her legs shaking and picked up speed without altering his focus. A strong gust of wind blew rain into their sanctuary, splashing across the back of his neck and a few stray drops splashed onto her tight nipple. He took the nipple between his lips and sucked it into his warm mouth, rolling his tongue around it. That was all it took to send her over the edge and she inhaled sharply, holding the breath in as her whole body stiffened and began to tremble. She dragged her nails down his back drawing blood and causing him to bite down on her nipple. The pain of his teeth on her silken flesh mixed with the intense orgasm wracking her body making her cry out, but her cries were lost in the violent storm surrounding them.

He released her nipple and looked into her eyes, his fingers buried in her dripping slit and her clit throbbing beneath his thumb. He shifted their position slightly and she could feel that he was hard again. She kissed him softly then gazing straight back at him she reached down and gripped his cock, wrapping her legs around his waist. He held her close as she guided the head of his prick to her pussy, waiting to be filled. She was so tight that, wet as she was, it was still a great effort to squeeze himself inside her. She bit his shoulder and twisted her fingers into the fabric of his t-shirt as he slid deeper into her, needing something to grip on to. He released his hold on her, allowing gravity to help him push his way in her, pressing her hard against the tree trunk.

Buried deep in her cunt, he gripped her beneath her thighs and began to slowly draw out of her. He held still for a moment pulled almost all the way out so she could take a few breaths. She smiled at him and he pushed back into her gently while she ground her hips against him. He groaned as she clenched her pussy tightly, gripping his dick inside her and keeping it tight while he pulled out and slammed back into her. She rolled her hips back and forth, meeting him thrust for thrust.

He pulled out again and she used her thighs to lift herself all the way off him and forced him to take a step back. She dropped lightly to her feet and guided him down so that he was lying on his back. She straddled his lap with her back to him, stretching herself wide, and lowered her self onto his rigid prick with a satisfied sigh. She arched her back and rested her hands back onto his chest for support, then raised herself until he was barely inside her before grinding down onto him again. The rain gathered on the leaves of the tree splashed down onto her naked breasts and torso as the wind blew and the thunder echoed. He reached up and massaged her tits with warm hands, rubbing the rain water into the soft flesh. They both moaned in pleasure as she bounced on his stiff cock, quickening her pace as their pleasure and desire mounted.

He grabbed her ponytail and yanked on it, pulling her head back so the water fell onto her face and ran down her neck. He was thrusting up to meet her as she pushed down onto him, pounding her pussy with all the strength he had. She tensed up, bucking erratically when she began to come again, her second orgasm building up and ripping through her body from her cunt like wild fire. The sensations of her muscles spasming and the juices gushing from her slit when she came sent him over the edge. He rammed her as hard as he could and then froze with his back arched as she ground down onto him and he came hard, buried deep inside her contracting hole. They gasped and grunted, trembling and weak after all their efforts. He relaxed his grip on her and she slid off of him to lay face down on the grass. The last echoes of thunder died away and the rain slowed to a gentle patter on the leaves above.

Regaining their composure he yanked up his jeans and shorts, buckling his belt once again while she reached for her bra. She re-did the clasps, encasing her sensitive breasts and tying the helter behind her neck as he handed her the soaking white vest top. She smiled thank you and pulled the top back over her head. When she looked up the rain had almost let up completely and the sun was starting to sneak back out again. The stranger was jogging away. She smiled to her self and fully dressed made the journey back to her car and then back home. She knew that was an experience she would never forget.

Back in her house she stripped out of her sodden, grass stained clothes and took a long hot shower. Stepping out she wrapped in a towel and wandered into her bedroom were her boyfriend stood completely naked and admiring the deep scratches down his back in a full length mirror. She walked over to him and he smiled and reached for her, kissing her passionately.

“That was absolutely amazing!” he told her.

“I’m glad you had fun, my love,” she said, her eyes twinkling. “Next time we can live one of yours.”

Working at a Mercedes Benz dealership has its perks. First, I get to spend my time around such beautiful cars. Second, I get to spend time around beautiful women. Trophy wives to these rich men that give them everything they want except what the really need; a man to pleasure them.

“Hello, how my I help you today?”

“I don’t know can you help me….” She says with the smile of a innocent child, biting down on the frame of her sun glasses.

“Well what do you look for in a car?”

“Something fast and… powerful” she says slowly as she drops the sunglasses in-between her cleavage.

A beautiful woman, with long hair and red accents and mesmerizing brown eyes continues to stare at me, waiting for an answer to her question. She wore a black halter top dress that was only knee high, if that low. Underneath I could make out the beginnings of a red bra of some sort with, it slightly popped out at the top of the back dress. I look down even further and notice the black 4 inch heels she is wearing. I can’t imagine a more perfect woman.

“Well….. Do you have something that might… fill my slot?” She purrs the last words as she takes a seat in a C class and lays her hand over the bottom of her dress, hiding the underwear she is wearing, if any. She is tempting me hoping to get a discount I’m sure. She is probably use to getting what she wants. She wears a necklace made of solid gold, it reads princess. She is a little princess, on the surface.

“well this car you are in is fine for moderate fun, a four door that has plenty of power under the hoo….”

“Fuck that, give me a two door with at least a V12 in it” she demands.

I have a surprised look on my face; she really wants to go really fast apparently. It does not seem to matter how much it will cost, or more how much I can get out of her. I take her to the side lot where all of our performance cars are kept. The SLK 55 a small but powerful little beauty is fun to drive and a little easy to park.

“No to small, I need something ….. big” she looks at me with a little smile, I simply smile back and take her further into the back of the lot.

“This is the SL550 twin turbo V12. This is a big hard top convertible that if you topped out would literally rip our cloths off your body.”

“OOooooo I like the sound of that, she says as she gets in the passenger seat.”

I see her uncross her legs for a sec, then I realize a small fact, she is wearing no panties at all, her smooth bald pussy is only visible for a short second, but it’s a second I won’t forget. I show her most of the features that the cars, then I show her the convertible feature. She awe’s as the sky opened up for her.

I take the key and start the car, “Why don’t we just…. Go for a ride” We pull out onto the main street and go a pretty mild distance. I show her how smooth the ride is on the car. She starts to play with the shifter a little as we continue to drive and I explain how the car would be nice for her and can cost less then she thinks it could. I notice finally what she is doing; her hand strokes the shifter up and down slowly; the breeze flowing through her dress causing sensation all over her breast. She rubs her thighs together more and more as she feels her pussy get wet from looking at the sales men with his blond hair the waves in the wind and his blue eyes watch as she strokes hard and harder on the shifter.

I finally get the car onto the high way and floor the accelerator. The cars twin turbo engine does the rest, kicking in and getting to 170 in no time flat. Her breaths are hard as the car slows to get off the highway; I see a trickle of something wet slid down her leg as I turn onto the off ramp. She has an animal look in her eyes now. She stares at me till I get close to the dealership again.

“Park the car in the back” she demands as we pull in.

I pull into the back far behind the workshop and other cars as she had wished. She puts her hand on my leg and starts to slowly stroke it moving her way up to my groin. I look into her brown eyes and I feel myself start to lose control. My hand grabs the back of her head and pulls her closer to me. Our lips making contact and my tongue exploring her gorgeous mouth.

Her hand unbuckles my belt and unzips my pants. My semi-hard cock, popping out of its constraints. She grasp my cock with her hand and starts to stroke it slowly. Our mouths part and she gives me a devilish smile before kissing my jaw line and continues down till her lips braze the head of my dick. I buck at the feeling, but she complies with my wants and takes the head into her mouth. Her mouth is warm and wet like nothing I have felt before. My hands find its way beneath her dress to find her breast, perky with erect nipples. My hand plays with her prefect breast, squeezing her flesh and twisting her nipple till I drew a moan from her. My other hand stays below, fallowing the trail of wetness all the way to the crease of her twat.

She continues to bob up and down on my cock as I play with her pussy lips and breast. She starts to go up and down faster and faster, sucking harder on my erect cock. Her tongue moving all over my cock as she sucked. She hums a little as I rub the very top of her slit with the tip of my finger, getting her more and more excited. She gives a finally moan and causes me to cum right into her mouth. She sucks up all of it, drinking it down with a pleasure look on her face.

“God…. that was good” I say as I lay my head back on the seat.

“I enjoyed it myself” she says with a smile before kissing me again.

I taste a little bit of my own cum on her lips, but now I am ready to taste her. I grab her by the ass and sing her to the top of the trunk. Lifting the skirt up a little higher reveals her sweet, delicious pussy. It’s still moist from earlier when I gunned the car down the highway. I follow the drip worth my tongue all the way up to her wonderful warm slit. My tongue just laps over it at first, teasing her with a little pressure at first. She grabs my hair and pulls me in. I give her what she wants. Sticking my tongue out and penetrating that soaking pussy. I only go have way in at first, but later thrust my whole tongue deep with her nice cunt. Moving it up and down all over; my thumb circling her clit as I tongue fuck her on top of that car. I push deeper and deeper till I have her gasping for air, ready to explode. She finally cums all over my face and on my tongue. I lick my lips tasting more of her, her sweet smelling pussy equally compares to her sweet taste.

She gets out the car and crawls onto the hood of the car. Raising the skirt again, she looks over her shoulder, with animal lust in her eyes. I have the same look as I look back at her. My hard cock still wet with her spit I slowly move behind her and pop the head of my dick into her wet pussy. She moans at the size, feeling it stretch her tight little pussy. I pop the head back out, she groans and whines looking back at me with a sad face, but it does not last long as I thrust back into her going a little deeper. She gasps at the sudden thrust I give her, throwing her head back. I go deeper and deeper into her with each thrust till my full length is all the way inside her. I thrust again and again, rocking both her body and the car, but she however thrust back at me. My nuts slapping her pussy with each push forward. I give her ass a few nice firm slaps; she moans at the rough treatment.

I take my right hand and slowly rub her clit as I fuck her from behind, only to be surprised by her hand grabbing and beginning to massage my balls as I do. The feeling is intense, as I already feel my second orgasm start to build. I quickly flip her over, putting both her legs to my sides as she lay on top of the long hood of the car. Thrusting like a wild animal she hangs onto my body for dear life, “grab your own breast” and play with your tits” I demand. She does so, moaning and breatheing hard again.

“Fuck me… fuck me…. O god your dick feels so good.”

I thrust harder and faster, she screams out in pleasure as the sum drips from her pussy on to my cock, as well as the hood of the car. I grab her off the hood of the car and grab her neck and bring her slowly to her pussy juice she has spilled.

“Lick it up….princess”

She sticks her tongue out and tastes her own juices of the car. I get behind her again; I give another firm slap to her ass. She whimpers at it. I place my cock in-between her petite ass cheeks and move back and forth slowly, enjoying the sight I have in front of me. I take my cock and slowly find the last hole to fuck. I push hard against her tight rectum before it gives way to my dick. She whines and cries in pain. But it only last for a short while before she begins to feel the pleasure of it. I thrust slowly, enjoying her ass more than ever. I give another slap, she whimpers that childish whimper that droves me insane. It’s not long before her ass contracts around my cock, making me want to cum almost instantly. I give a few more thrust before I have to get out and cum. I force her to her knees and she automatically takes my dick into her mouth again. She sucks like a pro. I cum almost instantly filling her mouth again. Little bits of cum fall from her mouth onto her gorgeous tits.

We climb back into the car and cool off in the air-conditioning before we go in to sign the papers for the car she wants.

“I hope you like this car, and enjoy it as much as I enjoyed it with you.”

“O, I will , might see come back more to get it fixed and have test drives with you, just to make sure its working right.” She says with a smile.

The ad in the City Paper was intriguing. A science researcher was looking for women to participate in an experiment to determine the intensity and duration of female orgasms. Heather, who was more than a little dissatisfied with her current lover, he was more interested in his own gratification than hers, decided to investigate.

She certainly was orgasmic, but lately, she seemed to be spending more time going than cumming. She wondered whether her physical reactions to love making were similar to what other women experienced. Perhaps the researcher could help.

The address in the ad indicated the researcher (male…female… switch hitter?) was conducting the experiments in a townhouse near McLean. “Seems a safe enough address,” Heather thought to herself.

Heather drove over to McLean from her apartment on Capitol Hill. As she wheeled up the Parkway, she wondered what she was going to encounter. Unconsciously, her right hand was at her breast, her fingers gently tweaking her nipple. A guy passing her on the right looked over, saw what Heather was doing and began honking his horn.

Heather glanced over, took a look at the Yuppie type in the Porsche wearing a three piece suit, decided he was a lawyer–the lowest form of life –and stuck out her tongue. She drove on.

Crossing over to the right hand lane, Heather turned onto the exit and, following the directions at the bottom of the ad, drove into the townhouse complex, found the right apartment, parked her car and got out.

As Heather walked up the brick sidewalk, the front door of the townhouse opened and a young woman walked out. She looked flushed.Her makeup was askew, there were beads of perspiration on her forehead and her blouse was buttoned incorrectly.The young woman was also having trouble negotiating the three steps that led down from the door to the sidewalk.

“Are you okay?,” Heather asked the woman. “You don’t look well.” “Oh, I’m just fine now,” the young woman responded. “I’ve just been visiting with the doctor and he gave me a very thorough examination…” “Examination?,” Heather asked.”What kind of examination, what kind of doctor?” Heather was beginning to have second thoughts about the “experiment.”

“Well,” the young woman said, “I’ve been in there for nearly five hours and I’ve just never gone through anything like it. It was unbelievable! I mean, I thought I was going to…”

At that moment, the townhouse door opened again and a middle-aged man walked about halfway out. He looked at Heather for a moment or two, sighed, and started speaking.

“You are here to participate in the experiment,” the man said to Heather. He didn’t phrase his remark in the form of a question. He looked right into her eyes.

“Why…yes, I am,” Heather responded, “but I’d really like to know what is going on in there.” Heather was trying to peer behind the mind and see into the half-opened townhouse door.

Through The Door

Almost unconsciously, Heather found herself walking up the three small steps behind the man, who had turned around and walked back in just as she had started to question him. In a step or two, she was inside the townhouse, standing in a foyer.

The man had disappeared. She looked around. Not too shabby, she thought. She was standing on a pinkish-hued marble floor, underneath a stainless steel chandelier. There were what look to be original oil paintings on the walls of the foyer. They weren’t the great masters, of course, but they were good. The foyer had several hallways leading to the interior of the townhouse. Heather decided to follow one.The marble continued, but it was covered by a gray silk Chinese rug. Along the walls of the hallway, hanging gallery style, were more paintings, some oils, some water colors, but all obviously the work of the same person.The scenes were seascapes.

Heather followed the hallway to its end, where she found a door with a small engraved sign: “Office”. Feeling a little bit like Alice following the Mad Hatter, Heather reached for the doorknob, turned it, pushed open the door and walked into the office.

She immediately stepped onto a think, sink-up-to-your-ankles white wool carpet. Pure white, as white as snow.Heather looked around, saw the man she had seen earlier sitting behind a glass desk, in a thick red leather swivel chair. The man’s feet were up on the desk. He looked disheveled, although well-dressed.

In his 40s, Heather thought. Brown hair, some gray, moustache and obviously near-sighted. Expensive shirt and cable-knit white sweater. Looks intelligent. “Sit down, young lady,” the man said in a commanding but gentle voice. “I’m Doctor Miller. How can I help you?”

“I read your ad, Dr. Miller,” Heather said.” I’m Heather Longfellow. I’d like to find out about your experiment.”

“First,” the doctor said, “call me Alan. The experiment is exactly as described in the ad. I am measuring female orgasmic response and I’m looking for subjects. Are you interested?”

“How do you conduct your experiment?,” Heather asked. “I mean, how do you get a woman sexually excited enough to achieve an orgasm? Do you use special equipment?” Dr. Miller chucked a little. “Yes, I do,” he said. It is my own equipment and it is very special, at least to me. Before I answer any more of your questions, however,I need you to sign a release and take a physical exam. Is that any problem for you?”

Heather’s eyes were darting around the room, looking at the doctor’s med school graduate certificates, licenses to practice, books and mementos. She still hadn’t a clue as to what she was getting herself into.

“I guess its okay,” Heather said. “Let me sign the release.”

“Fine,” the doctor said. “There’s a changing room next door. Please remove your clothes, put on the dressing gown and go into the room marked ‘Examination’. “I’ll be with you shortly.”

Heather got up and got into the changing room. It was more like a woman’s dressing room, with an Empire chair, round mirror with make up lights, a shower and a large glass cabinet. Inside the cabinet were sealed packages of several brands of expensive makeup and sealed applicators. There was also a closet with padded hangers.

First class so far, Heather thought, as she hung up her coat and began removing her clothes. She found a white silk bathrobe hanging in the closet. It, too, seemed new. She put on the gown and walked into the next room.The doctor was already there.

The Examination

The examination room was like none Heather had ever seen. In fact, it looked more like an elegant bedroom of the 19th Century. The room was about 20 feet square. Opposite the door — the only door — was a bay window with translucent white lace drapes. The carpeting on the floor was as plush as in the doctor’s office, but it was rose-hued, as were the walls.On each of the walls were a series of well-executed water colors depicting pastoral scenes.

In the center of the room was a king-sized bed. It was a four poster, with dust covers and ruffles.There was a thick comforter,turned down, and feather pillows. The pillowcases and sheets were linen. Next to the bed was a cart holding a variety of what looked like electronic devices.

Dr. Alan Miller was smiling. “Are you ready for your exam, Heather?,” he asked in a gentle voice. “Yes, I am, Alan,” she responded. “What do I do first?”

“Well, the first time I see someone new, I try to make them feel comfortable,” the doctor said. “I’ll put on some soft music. In the meantime, take off your gown and please place this padded mask over your eyes. I’m going to dim the lights a little but, even so, I find my experimental subjects are put much more at ease if they can’t actually see what is happening.

“Please don’t worry. Nothing painful or harmful is going to happen.” Heather was beginning to believe she had made a big mistake but the doctor’s voice was gentle and while the young lady she had seen earlier was a little confused, she certainly didn’t look as if she had been harmed.

Heather dropped the gown to the floor while the doctor adjusted the stereo. She walked over to the bed and pulled on the padded mask. It was made of black silk, with white lace trim. Heather set on the edge of the bed, unable to see. The music from the stereo sounded like Mozart. “Are you comfortable, Heather?,” the doctor asked. “Yes, I am,” she replied.” Then why don’t you put your feet up and relax… I’ll be with you in a few minutes.”

Heather lay back on the bed. It was firm and comfortable. Heather was very attractive, so attractive that she was always getting more than her share of attention from men, ever since she was 15 years old. She was now 29, and the years had only added to her physical splendor.

Heather was 5’7″ tall and had a striking face with long dark brown hair and a figure that bordered on voluptuous. Her face was both angular and round, and she had a long,shapely neck. A little broad in the shoulders, her frame helped her carry two large and almost perfectly round breasts. Unlike many breasts her size, these two seemed to point towards heaven. They were capped by unusually large nipples that were normally soft but became like thick pencils when she was aroused.

Her chest tapered down to a slim but not bony waist and then her body flared out generously towards her hips. Her belly protruded just a little. Rising up below her belly was her mound, generously covered with soft, long and curly brown hair. Her vaginal lips protruded noticeably.

Heather had long, well-shaped legs. When she had her legs together, diamonds were formed at her thighs, knees and ankles. Her feet were a 7A, and like many women, Heather had a shoe fetish. She’d rather buy shoes, she told herself many times, than get laid. She’d left her Ferragamos in the dressing room.

From the back, Heather was a work of art. Her derriere was magnificent … high, rounded and firm. In short, Heather was enough to make any heterosexual male drool on himself. Heather was fully relaxed on the bed, breathing evenly, when Dr. Miller came back into the room.

“Are you feeling okay now, Heather?,” he asked. “Yes,I’m fine, Alan,” she responded. “Great…I’m ready to begin. I’m going to start by gently touching you in a number of places to determine how your reflexes are … I’m starting now.” Dr. Miller placed his hands on Heather’s head and began to very gently caress her … or at least it felt like a caress, Heather thought.

He lifted her hair and began touching her ears and her neck. Heather sighed; she enjoyed being touched along her neck. The doctor then began to trace his fingers over her lips and nose. Then he moved down to her shoulders and up across her chest. He placed his hands alongside the edges of her breasts and gently lifted them a little. Heather sighed again and squirmed a little. But she didn’t say anything.

Dr. Alan removed his hands for a moment and when he brought them back, Heather thought she smelled roses. He placed the palms of his hands on her breasts … they were moist, with a warm, rose-smelling substance. He began running the palms of his hands over her breasts,rubbing the cream onto them.

Heather was having some difficulty controlling herself. She didn’t know where she was supposed to be getting turned on or not, but Dr.Alan was doing a job on her. Her nipples became erect, hard as nails. “Aha,” Dr. Alan said. He suddenly removed his hand from her right breast and a couple of seconds later, she felt his tongue lapping her nipple. He circled her nipple with his tongue, drawing it out even farther.

Heather began to moan softly.She wanted to reach out but was unable to … her wrists were bound and she couldn’t lift her arms more than a few inches. When did that happen, Heather wondered to herself. Dr. Alan was busy at her nipple and was alternating licking and sucking.His palm covered her other nipple. Suddenly, he removed his hand and it was replaced by a tongue … Wait a minute, Heather thought, he’s sucking at my right breast and my left one is being sucked, too?

“Dr. Alan, Dr. Alan,” Heather said, a little too softly. She tried again. “What’s going on here … I thought we were alone.”

“You’re not in any pain, are you Heather,?” Dr. Alan asked. “No, no I’m not but obviously someone else is here with us.”

“Just my research assistant,” Dr. Alan replied. “Nothing to worry about.”

At that, Dr. Alan (at least Heather thought it was Dr. Alan — it might have been yet another research assistant!) went back to her right breast and began licking and sucking her nipple. Both of her breasts were being loved at the same time, by two different mouths.

Maybe I’ve died and gone to heaven, Heather thought. She began to perceive a different technique being used on each nipple. On the right, her breast was being licked and sucked and on the left, her nipple was being sucked and rolled around inside a mouth. Suddenly, she felt another tongue, gently licking at her ear and breathing into it.I’m going to die right here, Heather thought to herself. Three on one!

Then she picked up on the rose aroma again and felt a soft hand caressing the outer lips of her vagina. Softly, very softly. Almost as if it wasn’t being touched at all.Round and round, the fingers circled her opening, never tarrying on one spot for more than a second or two. A quick dip inside every so often and an occasional brush with her clitoris.

Heather began writhing on the bed. She had, at the moment, a mouth on each nipple, sucking her into a frenzy, a tongue lapping at her ear and now a couple of gentle fingers probing inside her. What could possibly happen next, Heather wondered.

Quiver Zone

At that moment, a quivering began to build within her, but Dr. Alan, sensing this, knew Heather’s time hadn’t yet arrived. He quickly injected her with a very mild sexual relaxant he’d recently perfected. It didn’t dull any of the sensations, but it did slow down that part of the brain that screamed for sexual release.

Heather’s breathing slowed down a little, but she was still squirming on the bed. Nothing like this ever happened to me in Poughkeepsie, she thought. Suddenly, the fingers probing her warm, fragrant and by now dripping pussy withdrew. Almost immediately, she felt a tongue–another tongue–take their place. That meant at least four people–Heather knew not whether they were male or female–were working her over.

My brain cells are starting to dissolve, Heather thought. The latest tongue spoke many languages. It gently circled over her delicious pussy lips, with the top of the tongue licking up on the upstroke and the bottom of the tongue catching her on the downstroke. Every so often, the tip of the tongue would–for a second or two–flick at her clitoris. Then the tongue would plunge into her pussy, to lap up the secretions she was beginning to deposit there, seemingly by the gallon.

Heather still couldn’t move her wrists, because her hands were bound to the sides of the bed. Nothing painful, and she could move her hands up and down a little, but not too far.

Suddenly, an object was placed into each of her hands. She couldn’t tell what they were at first, but then she understood. There was a nice-sized cock resting on the palm of each of her hands, and from the feel, each had been generously coated with that same rose-smelling cream Heather first encountered.

Heather wound her hand around each cock and began pumping them up and down gently. She grinned suddenly…one cock was circumcised and the other was not.

Because her hands were tied and her body was otherwise occupied, Heather could not tell whether the cocks she was masturbating belonged to the mouths working her nipples. She wasn’t sure she cared.

She reached down to grab the scrotal sack of each of the cocks she was manipulating. Heather loved balls; they were fun to play with and very responsive, she thought.

The mouth working her pussy came up for air, because the motion there stopped. Then her legs were lifted up and placed into loops, because they stayed there, up in the air.

The probing tongue came back to her pussy and another found its mark between her cheeks. Heather was being tongued fore and after, each of her nipples were being sucked, there was a mouth working her neck and ears and she was holding a cock in each hand.

Heather began to work the cocks she was holding a little faster. They were both slick and she slid her finger tip up to the hole on the end of each one. Sticky. Pre-cum. Heather loved it.She began to rub her finger tip around the tip of each cock.

I’m really getting into this now, Heather thought.All of a sudden, she heard Dr. Alan’s voice saying, “She’s about ready now…let’s go to Phase II.”Phase II, Heather thought, you mean, there’s more?

Heather Dissolves into a Pool of Hot Stickiness

Everything stopped, but only for a moment or two. Then several pairs of hands, small ones, Heather noted, began caressing her entire body and, at the same time, rubbing in more of that rose-scented cream.

The hands were on her breasts, between her legs, on her belly, between the perfect globes on her backside, on her legs… everywhere. Heather lost count of the hands caressing her.

Every so often, apparently just to keep her near peak, a dainty finger slipped into one of her openings and gently applied the cream therein. Heather’s nerve endings were beginning to scream.

Only by concentrating was Heather able to remember that she had been working on a pair of cocks with her hands. They were still there, erect and sticky. Heather continued stroking them, up and down and up and down and up and down.Occasionally she paused to touch the stickiness oozing out of them. She’d collect it on her fingertips and then rub in on the head of each cock. Then she’d gather up the remainder and run it onto the shaft of each cock. She could feel the thick vein on the bottom of each cock.

The small hands stopped their caressing of her body, she was elevated somehow into an almost sitting position and then she felt a body sliding under her. As the person slid up from her feet towards her head, she felt a tongue lashing the crack between her beautiful buns.Then a finger coated with lubricating jelly probed her anal opening and began rubbing it softly. Heather relaxed…the probing felt good and with each gentle thrust, her muscles relaxed. The finger withdrew. It was replaced with something larger…a cock.

The cock gentle began its attack on her anal opening and, gaining position, thrust its way inside. Because Heather was so relaxed and lubricated and the “cock driver” was gentle, there wasn’t any pain. In fact, Heather began to find the motions pleasurable.

Somehow, the bed began bending and Heather (and the fellow underneath her) found her head a little lower than her feet. A pair of hands began to tease her nipples and another hand starting to slowly circle her engorged vaginal lips, spreading her own lubricant as they played up and down and around the folds of succulent flesh.

The hands stopped and she felt a man mounting her.He smells terrific, Heather thought, as his cock began teasing her. She felt it rubbing around her lower lips and then it began flicking back and forth across the head of her clitoris.

Heather’s heart started pounding and she subconsciously began increasing the up and down strokes she was still applying to the two cocks she was holding. She felt both of them shiver.

All at once, the cock plunged into her vagina, all the way. She could feel the fellow’s public hair against her lower belly. “It’s time,” she heard Dr. Alan say. “Let’s get this coordinated. On my count…”

“One.” The cock in her anal opening thrust in at the same time the cock in her pussy pulled out. “Two.” The cock in her pussy pushed in and the one in her anus pulled out. “One. Two. One. Two…”

The two cocks were alternating thrusts in and out of Heather’s pussy and anus. Heather matched the rhythm with her hands; she was masturbating two cocks on the “One, Two” strokes.

Heather began panting. Her chest was heaving and she was beginning to perspire. She opened up her mouth wide and took a deep breath.Before she could close it, a rose-smelling cock went into it.

“That’s me,” Dr. Alan said. “If you’re having a good time now, Heather, I’m certain you’ll know what to do. You are now the center of attention of five men. You’ve got a cock in your pussy, another in your anus, you’ve got me in your mouth and you’re jerking off my two youngest lab assistants. The one on your left, by the way, with the real long cock, is only 18. He’s got a grin on his face from ear to ear.

“Oh yes, we’ve got another pair of hands…Mary. She’s going to work on your breasts. Heather couldn’t figure out how to keep everything coordinated. Her motions were becoming jerky. She began lashing the cock in her mouth and then sucked in its entire length. She took a deep gulp and felt it touch the back of her throat.

Heather was in a sea of cocks. She was getting the fucking of her life. There wasn’t a spot on her body that wasn’t being probed with instruments of love.Mary began working on Heather’s nipples and then moved her hand down towards Heather’s belly. She began massaging Heather’s clitoris while the cock was plunging in and out of her.

Dr. Alan continued to call out the cadence. Suddenly, Heather’s body decided it couldn’t take any more. She felt a quivering begin inside her vagina and sensed that her clitoris was going to burst. Her nipples felt like they were going to pop open and the cock in her mouth was beginning to ooze come.She slurped it up and let her mind dissolve.

I’m cumming, Heather thought, I’m cumming, I’m cumming. Heather’s body began to shake and quake and her lower lips grasped at the cock that was penetrating her. She increased her hand motion, the cock thrusting in her mouth began to move more quickly, the cock in her anus plunged deeper and Mary’s hands on her clitoris were replace by her mouth.

Suddenly, she felt her belly shaking on its own. Her vagina was opening and closing and moving and grasping. As Heather screamed, the three cocks inside her ejaculated, washing her with semen and the two cocks she was jerking off also lost their load, spurting hot cum on her breasts.

Heather sensed the inner cavities of her body flooding with cum, dripping along every crevice, with cocks expanding and contracting inside of her. Heather was drifting, drifting, seeing a spectrum of colors, overcome with the aroma of males, pulsating from every nerve ending, palpitating, with her heart rate increasing, her chest flushing and her eyes unable to focus.

Heather passed out.

Sometime later, she opened her eyes. There was Dr. Alan, bathing her, with his tongue. He looked up, caught her eyes and said: “Ah, you’re awake, my dear. You did very well for the first time. You registered an 11-minute orgasm. Two more minutes and you would have set the record.”

“Two more minutes and I would have died, Alan,” Heather said. “I don’t think I can walk.”

“That’s what the young woman who was here just before you said,” Dr. Alan said with a smile. “She’s coming back tomorrow.. how about you?”

“Can I move in,” Heather asked with a sly grin on her face.

We flirted shamelessly that summer. She was earning some cash before she headed off to college that fall and her uncle, who worked as a supervisor in the shipping department, had arranged this job for her.

I was on the road most of each day, just another salesman for the company – but I would get excited every time I headed back to the office. We ran into each other constantly, and never missed a chance at a mutual smile, a friendly gesture, or the easy flow of innuendo-laced small talk. Stuff like that makes a job worth having sometimes.

She was petite, maybe 5’2″ when she stood up really straight. She had one of those insanely pretty faces – big brown eyes, high cheekbones, and a wide smile with perfect teeth. If she were six inches taller or so, she’d surely have the opportunity to be a model. Her straight brown hair was always immaculately styled, she took time to make sure she looked good – and without being obnoxious, she knew she looked good.

“What’s keeping you busy this weekend?” I asked as I passed her desk.

“Not you, sweetie.” She would pout, then give me that sparkling “˜you-know-I’m-joking’ smile.

“If only you’d change your mind about eloping with me to the Caribbean, your weekend might not be so dull.” My comment was accompanied by feigned non-chalance.

“If I let you smuggle me out of the country, you’d never bring me back.” She objected as she twirled a pen in her hand.

“You got that right.” I smiled , looking her square in the eye.

“Get outta here!” she giggled as she tossed her pen at me and turned back to her work.

I caught the pen and set in on the edge of her desk and pointed at her “Whatever you do – behave yourself.”

She flipped her head lightly to get the hair off her face and looked up sideways at me as I walked backwards away from her workstation. She winked.

Our banter was playful, light-hearted, but still had a little ribbon of sexual tension running through it. For a fresh, 18-year-old high school graduate, she demonstrated the kind of self-confidence that doesn’t usually come to women until they are 10 years older – and that might have been the sexiest thing about her. I’m sure she scared the shit out of the boys at her high school, and it was probably why she didn’t have a boyfriend.

I finished my routine rounds earlier than usual one day, and decided to kill some time back at the office before heading out for some afternoon cold calls. My flirty little buddy was nowhere to be found, so I figured I would get some file sorting done in case my boss wondered through. As I rounded the corner of the hallway towards the supply office, I spotted her in the lunchroom. She was sitting on the couch, slightly reclined against one arm, her eyes closed. Wow, what a sight. I stopped and stared – my brain couldn’t process anything else. The vertical piping on her snug sweater hugged her form perfectly. Her dress had slid over to one side, the bottom edge laying lust a few inches above her knees.”Looks like sleepyhead stayed out late last night,” I whispered as I stepped to the coffee machine just a couple of steps from her, adding sarcastically, “and everyone thinks you’re so pure.”

Without lifting her face, or even opening her eyes she replied, “They have no idea – but you know better.”

She smiled up at me and began to stretch. Lifting her lithe arms up over her head she tilted her head back and slowly bent her upper body. The “Nnnnnnnnnnnn” sound she was making was audible only to me, and goddamn erotic as hell. Her stiff nipples were clearly outlined under the fabric of her top and a rush of warmth covered my groin. She shook her head from side to side gently and stood up.

“Well, back to the grind.” She said as she faced me. She caught me in mid-stare. Like a kid with his arm elbow-deep in the cookie jar. I had let my eyes drift over her entire body once or twice as she sat there and forgot to be a little more discreet with my lustful gaze. Then she ensured my embarrassment was complete.

“They do that when I stretch.” She smiled and headed back to the office, knowing that I was watching.

I watched. I watched her sleek little body sway from side to side. I watched her hips bounce under the pleats of her dress. I watched her hair swish along her neck and shoulders. This vixen had my full attention, there was no doubt, but something between us was changing. My dreams that night included her. Imaginations of that pert, smooth young woman dominated my sleep. During my morning shower, I relieved some of that pressure while visualizing her swallowing me. I realized it was the first time I had used her as inspiration for masturbation. I believe I had become infatuated. Enough was enough – time to find out if all this flirting was just games, or the basis for something else.

“Know anyone who’d like to see the game on Friday?” I asked her in an offhand manner the next Monday morning “One of my clients had 4 extra tickets.”

“Are you asking me to find 3 people, or are you asking me to go?” she pretended to grimace at me.

“Well, you’re always so busy on the weekends, I assumed you wouldn’t…”

She lifted the tickets I was fanning myself with out of my hand and examined one, “These aren’t exactly front row, but…” she slipped one ticket out of the group and tucked it inside her blouse, “I’ll meet you there.”

“I don’t want you trying to scalp that,” I said sternly as I reached for the ticket.

She swatted my hand and gave me a silent “no-no-no” sign with a wagging finger and a sly grin. She slid the other tickets across the desk and turned back to her computer screen – barely concealing a giggle. I picked up the tickets and gave myself a private “Yes!” – these other tickets were never going to see the light of day again.

“OK, OK, see if I buy you a hot dog.” I walked away finishing with a command, “Don’t be late.”

It was the slowest week of the year. Every five-minute conversation on the phone seemed like it took a half-day. I kept thinking it was Wednesday all day on Tuesday. I wrote the wrong dates on billing statements and almost missed a critical appointment Friday morning. We hardly saw each other that week. She was in a meeting or I was out on call. She had left early or I was working late. When our paths did cross, we only had time for quick greetings in passing. The anticipation was driving me crazy.

Friday night finally came and there she was – section 12, row 6, seat B. She had a home team jersey on and her hair pulled back into a ponytail – a sporty look I hadn’t seen her in before. She beamed brightly when she spotted me walking up the steps to our row. “Hey, you.” she said as she stood to hug me. I lingered in the hug and took in the sensation of her arms around me. Her perfume was different than what she wore at work – less flowery, more musky.

“First time,” she said to nobody in particular as she glanced around, “but I’ve always wanted to, you know, see these guys play in person.” We made more harmless small talk through the start of the game, and I bought us both some drinks during the first break. She cheered at all the right times, giving me healthy high-fives. We made fun of a guy wearing the away team logo on his hat. She looked right at me when we talked during timeouts and intermissions – putting her hand on my arm or knee a lot of those times. I glanced at her gorgeous face while she watched the game from time to time. Some pretty people are even prettier when they smile.

“I’m hungry for something better than a hot dog,” she said over the noise late in the game. “maybe a quieter place to eat nearby?” The game was basically over and I couldn’t wait to have 10,000 less people around us. “Yeah, let’s get out of here.” I said as I took her hand and led her down the steps and out of the building.

We were just ahead of the crowd, but I knew all the closest restaurants and bars would be jammed in a short while. I suggested we head across town to a quiet little bar & grill I had been to before. She had come to the stadium by bus, so we climbed into my car and headed there. She was still excited about her first trip to the game, and thanked me for inviting her. I reminded her that she stole the ticket and I would have been slapped with a sexual harassment suit if I had confiscated it. She laughed and bounced in the seat, obviously pleased with herself.

“They’ve got some great little meals here,” I said as I pulled the emergency brake. I looked over at her and I caught her glancing at me this time.

“Seriously,” she said softly “thanks for taking me out tonight.”

She leaned over and gave me a tiny little kiss on the cheek – like a fresh little puff of a breeze on my skin. I began to say, “you’re welcome” when I noticed she was still lingering near me. I turned my face towards hers a little more and she kissed me on the lips lightly. I returned the favor and kissed her back. I could feel the heat of both our faces and mouths as we kissed each other more deeply. Her lips moved fluidly over mine. I touched her lower lip with my tongue and drew a small line with the tip. She let her tongue out to meet mine and they slipped over one another. Her hand was behind my neck as she moved her head in time to the deep kissing. I had one hand on her thigh as our mouths grappled like hot, slimy wrestlers. My breathing was becoming rapid as my hand slipped up to her hip and she put punctuation on things by sucking my lower lip a little as she leaned back away from me.

“Let’s eat first,” she suggested, “aren’t you hungry?”

“I sure am,” I said as we stared each other down, “but I suppose we could have dinner first.”

“You’re so bad.” she smiled and shook her head, then gave me another quick kiss before undoing her seatbelt. Dinner was exquisite torture. We shot smoldering looks back and forth as we absentmindedly ate. Our talk tried to turn away from the fiery feelings we were having, but it never drifted far. The erection she generated in my pants during our kissing never subsided below Вѕ stiff – and I’d bet she knew it.

We kissed some more as soon as we got back into the car. She rubbed her hand over my chest as her mouth cemented itself onto mine. I cupped her face with my hand and pushed my fingers into her hair, gently removing the tie that held her ponytail up. She sighed as I pulled back and told her we needed to get going. The drive was worse than dinner. There was nothing to stop her from shamelessly rubbing my pants where my aching cock throbbed. Even under the heavy fabric of her jersey, those nipples I had been caught ogling last week were stiffly protruding. I caught a glance of her hand in the crotch of her own jeans as we swerved by the other cars on the road – obviously none had any important place to be.

She grabbed the keys from my hand as we reached my doorway and unlocked it like she had done so a thousand times before. She was already pulling her jersey up over her head as I turned from shutting & locking the door. I stepped towards her, yanking my shirt off as I walked. She moved backwards and caught the back of my couch with one hand, bracing herself as I moved as close to her as I could get. Her silky bra felt great on my bare chest as we tongued each other’s mouths deeply. Her fingers were tangled into my hair and my hands were gripping and roaming around her hips and ass.

I grabbed her firm butt with both hands and lifted her onto the top edge of the couch. In between the wet sounds our mouths were making she asked about a condom. I told her not to worry – I had it – and she rewarded me by wrapping a leg tightly around my waist and pressing her tongue even more feverishly into my mouth. I reached behind her and undid her bra, never letting my hands leave her skin I moved them around from her back to her tits. I didn’t look at them, but my hands told me they were firm, round B cups and that her nipples got rock hard very easily, besides when she stretched. I rolled my thumbs onto the tips of her nipples and made broad circles around them. I held the full weight on her tits in my hands and squeezed rhythmically. Some breasts are just meant to be touched by the hands, and these were certainly that kind. They were obviously very sensitive as well, as she quickened her kissing and gripped my hair more tightly each time I changed my technique.

I couldn’t take this any longer – the tension built up by months of flirting and the night’s kissing was overwhelming me. I pulled her off the couch and reached for the snap on her jeans. She moaned a little moan as I unsnapped and unzipped her pants. Our mouths parted long enough for me to grip the top of her jeans and yank them to her ankles. Doing that slid the strings of her black thong panties halfway down her hips, rolling them into little licorice twists. I stood back up and rolled my arm around the small of her back and pulled her tightly to me. We kissed more and she pressed her tits into my chest, rubbing them in random ovals against me. My left hand was covering her ass cheek and squeezing it firmly – I released it and let two fingers trace a line along the bottom of her ass, underneath, until I could feel the heat from her pussylips on my fingertips.

She fumbled with my belt, and seemed to hesitate when the button on my pants was un-cooperative. I was reaching back, into my wallet to retrieve my rubber before my pants were gone as she finally got them undone. She grabbed my pants and shorts at once and slid them both off, sending my cock slinging up and down as it flipped out of the waistband. She gripped it with one hand and rubbed it firmly. I could feel her step on the heels of her own shoes and wriggle her feet out of the legs of her pants. She rocked her hips sensuously as she looked down and watched me roll the condom onto my shaft. I pinched the fabric of her thong and tugged it aside. She looked back up at me, through me it seemed, as she spread her legs apart and lifted her knees.

As the head of my cock probed her slit, she rolled her eyes back and closed them. I pressed my hips forward and it felt like I was squarely between her pussy lips, but I also felt some resistance. I gazed back at her as I lowered my hips and tried to push myself into her again. This time I could feel her hole expand around my pricktip. She looked like she was biting her lip as the ridge of my mushroom wedged its way past the edges of her hole. The hand she had in my hair clenched tightly into a fist, the other gripped the skin of my shoulder and I backed out slightly before pushing into her again. Her half-grunt, half-squeal was soft – but it encouraged me to continue.

Even with the lube of the damn condom, she was incredibly tight. The next couple of strokes went in and out a little easier, in and out a little deeper. I didn’t realize she had released my hair until I saw her hand on the couch, steadying her as my veined rod slithered in and out of her pussy. I finally felt my cock bottom out inside her and could feel that her muscles were relaxing and allowing this intruder much more easily. I began to quicken the pace of my hips. Each time my cock slid out of her, a little wet noise went with it, and each time I shoved it back in, that noise ended in a muffled, moist slap. I took in the sight of her wonderful body as I fucked her. Her tits bounced up and back to their perky spot on her chest with each thrust. Her belly bulged a little each time my dick pushed into her then tightened again each time it withdrew. Her knees wobbled around in mid-air as she spread herself for me.

Soon, my lust for this moment began to culminate. My nutsack began a tingling dance, and started to tighten. I grunted through my breathing and thrusted into her more quickly. I heard her gasp when I changed my pace yet again – more piston-like – steady and powerful as I tried to stall my climax as long as I could. I leaned my head into her and grabbed her ass with both hands, supporting her weight more than it was supported by the couch. I was thrusting in and out of her with abandon when my orgasm began. I shoved myself as hard as I could into her vise-like pussy and grinded my hips into her open thighs. The cum jetted out of my cock tip like a cannon shooting mayonnaise. Enormous strands of cock juice swirled over my dick as I pressed myself into her with all my might. Her hands moved to my lower back as my muscles twitched and my prick convulsed inside of her. I took a deep breath as I felt myself go a little light-headed and looked at her.

She seemed to be holding her breath as I finished cumming and I realized she hadn’t said a word the whole time – she had only made a few sexy noises. I could smell the sweet aroma of her sweat, perfume and shampoo mixing and drifting around us. As I let her weight return to the couch and rubbed my hands up her body to her shoulders, she looked up at me. Her eyes were bright…but something…

“That was my first time,” I could have been hit me with a train and been less shocked, “you’re my first…”

“I…I,” my mouth wouldn’t work “I didn’t think you…I mean, you’ve never…”

“It’s ok,” she assured me “I wanted you to do it – wanted you to be the first.”

I slid my slightly flaccid cock out of her and reached down for her pants. “You want to clean up? The bathroom – right down to the left.” I reached past her to pick up her bra on the couch as she un-twisted her panties and slid her pants back on. She left her shoes behind as she shimmied down the hall. I used my shirt to wipe myself as I tugged the condom off. My shorts and pants were back on and I was bending to collect her jersey when I saw her shadow coming back down the hall.

She was barefoot, in just her jeans and her bra. She looked like she was ok, but maybe feeling a little nervous. She walked slowly back into the room and held her hand out as I passed her shirt to her.

“You’re not mad, are you?” she asked, and her eyes seemed even more lovely than usual “I didn’t want it to be a big deal – I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“No, no – not mad at all, maybe just surprised,” I said, finding it easy to keep eye contact with her as I tried to figure out how I was feeling, “and wondering if you’re ok.”

“I’m good -good!” she said, maybe a bit too enthusiastically, “really, I’m cool – that was nice.” I motioned, asking if she wanted to sit down for a while. She laid the jersey in her lap as she sat on the couch and leaned forward examining a glass of water I had poured right before I took off for the game. She asked what it was, and took a big gulp when I told her it was just water. I offered her to get her something else, but she declined and held onto the glass as we began talking.

She told me about her limited experience in sex. How she had made out with a few guys, dry-humped a couple of boyfriends in theaters and backseats, and given a hand-job to a local college guy she’d met during her senior year in high school. The closest she came to actual sex was when the same guy showed up to her house after a baseball game, kind of drunk. Although she was willing, he was unable to perform and she dumped him the next time he came to a date smashed. As she spoke, I was feeling amazed at how comfortable she was telling me all this, and how that self-confidence made her seem even more sexy – as if a beautiful young thing like her, relaxed on a soft couch with just a bra on wasn’t drop dead sexy enough. I guess my admiration was obvious to her, she smiled widely and set the glass back on the table.

“You’re really cute, you know.” She said as she leaned back on the couch “I’ve been thinking about you all summer – you know, when I’m feeling horny and stuff.”

Hello! My cock woke up like a soldier at reveille.

“Well, you are just plain hot,” I admitted, “you’ve been on my mind too – and not just because of your brazen flirting.” I grinned and leaned towards her, raising my eyebrows.

Her body seemed to become almost liquid in its relaxation as she spoke. “I hope we’re not done tonight…”

I wrapped an arm around her and rolled her over to me as we started to kiss again. She raised her leg up and straddled me on the couch, working one knee then the other forward into the couch until her crotch was pressed hard onto my engorged penis. She rocked her hips back and forth in a gently frantic rhythm as our tongues groped and played in our mouths. She reached back and undid her own bra, then pulled up and put my hands right onto her chest. She gripped my forearms as I grasped her tits and massaged them. She tilted her head back as we leaned towards each other – my mouth surrounding her right nipple. I could hear her moaning, feel her moaning in her chest as my lips squeezed and pursed around her areola, moving from one breast to the other while my hands played with whichever my mouth wasn’t on. I used the slickness of my saliva to make her nipples slip out from between my fingers as I pinched them.

“Mmmmmmmm, yeah, mmmmmmm – suck harder,” she directed me. I sucked harder.

“Oh god, uh-huh, mmmmmmmmmmm,” this time her body seemed electric. Every touch, suck, rub or pinch sparked another moan or sigh of encouragement. I was so god damn horny having her riding me like this – I’d forgotten how powerful dry-humping could be with the right person.

“I want you – want to taste you,” I whispered in between moving my mouth from one tit to the other.

“Mmm-hmmmmm,” she agreed and reached down to her pants to undo them. I laid her back onto the couch as she pushed her own pants and thong off of her hips. I took them and slipped them all the way off and put one hand on each knee. She lifted her hands up over her head, one slung back across the arm of the couch and one resting on top of her head. Her hair swam in rivers of soft brown around her face and neck as I looked into her eyes and palmed the insides of her knees. I moved my gaze slowly down her body as I pressed her legs apart. Her tits still had a light shine across the nipples. Her belly was smooth, rising and falling in quick beats. Her hips were slim, but round and they creased slightly at the waist as I moved my face towards her.

I opened my mouth and laid it just a few inches up from her knee, on the inside of the thigh. I made huge, open-mouthed kisses on her flesh as I traveled in a wavy pattern up her leg. She raised her hips up a couple of times as I went, and I looked up to see her licking her lips and watching me with a sexy, drowsy gaze. I skirted around her mound, trimmed with a fine, tightly meshed bush. My tongue darted out onto her skin every once in a while, trailing and skidding along as I moved. After I had finished my long, meandering journey from one knee, around her snatch and down the other leg – I peered up and looked her right in the eyes as I moved right up her middle, opening my mouth as I went.

I’ve never put my mouth on a sweeter, more toned pussy in my life. The lips, the muscles and skin were all just a perfect balance of firm and soft. I engulfed her cunt and lapped at the whole slit with my tongue in a long, slow rhythm. My tongue slid up and down as I kept it pressed against her hot flesh, the tip rebounding gently on the bottom edge, just above her anus. I peered out of the top of my eyes to see her staring right at me, with just the tip of her tongue poking out of the side of her mouth like someone concentrating on a math problem – I kept looking as I pressed my mouth muscle up to her clit and rolled over it. Her head snapped back onto the couch as her right hand came down on the top of her thigh, kneading it vigorously.

A girl this comfortable with herself surely knew what she liked, so I decided to let her show me what worked for her. I moved my mouth over to her hand as it gripped and un-gripped her inner thigh. My lips pulled one of her fingers into my mouth with a firm suck. I gently held it in my teeth as I dragged the hand across her supple folds and laid it right in the center of her pussy. Her body paused, then relaxed under her own hand as her fingers started doing what came naturally to them. She spoke.

“Goddamn yeah, yeah, eat my pussy.” Her voice was breathy and intense. I had reached down and pulled my own pants off in order to free my painfully erect dick. Now the head seemed to vibrate with each rolling jerk of her pelvis. She used her thumb and middle finger to pull her lips up and apart, exposing her fresh pinkness, while her index finger pushed and rubbed on her clitoral hood. I kept sliding my tongue on her slippery slit over and over and over. I saw the edge of her clit as her finger tugged the hood up and I bent my tongue up to it.

“No!” she squealed as her hand dropped over her whole pussy and her leg straightened in a fierce spasm. “too much, too much – in…in, put it in.” She said through her panting.

Her hand moved back to the top of her mound. My mouth found its way back to the bottom edge of her pussy and my tongue snaked its way into her hot hole. I probed and poked, forcing my tongue out of my mouth so far it started to hurt. She used her three fingers together in spastic swipes on her clit. Her slit was like a taut rubber band around my tongue, then I felt the floor of her pussy tighten. Her breathing sped up and she bent her head to look at what was happening between her legs.

“Aaay, Aaaaaaaaaay, Eeeeeeeeeeeen,” she almost whistled as her delight began. Her pussy released and regained its tension over and over, like someone was pulling and letting go of that rubber band in a quickening rhythm, “Eeee, Eeeeeeee, Eee, oh god, aauuuhhh.” My mouth was greeted with a warm, wet trickle of pussy juice as the muscles squeezed her cum out. She was still in mid-spasm when she tapped my head and gestured for me to move onto her.

I kneeled up and started to ask her about getting another rubber when she cut me off…

“Fuck me now. I want you inside me now. Now!” Her hands grasped at me and pulled me towards her.

I rubbed the glistening folds of her pussy with my prick and moaned as my cock got coated with her cum and my spit. I was still kneeling when I stabbed my cock into her, pushing until it was buried inside her. She propped herself onto one elbow and stared at her own snatch while it spread to smother my dick and the lips rippled over the veins in my shaft. What a powerfully tight pussy she had. I didn’t think of it at the time, but she was the first virgin I had ever had. My animal instincts began to claim control – I really started to fuck her.

My thrusts stopped being so polite and started to become almost savage. I raised myself up on my feet and supported my weight on my hands and began to pound myself into her. My hips rose up until the ridge of my head was just outside her hole, then I slammed my whole self into her. She started to make her noises again, her face curled into a beautiful vision of passion, and with every explosive pounding she moaned her approval. I was grunting and feeling the trickles of sweat gather across my lower back. She had shifted her own hips, moving her legs up and out – making herself as wide open to me as she possibly could. I have since wished to have been frozen in that moment of heat – me wanting her so much, her giving herself to me so willingly.

Trying to hold back my cum was impossible. Her pussy was too tight and hot. I kept pumping my hips with the same abandon as it boiled up from my nuts and began to spew. I was going to keep fucking her as long as I could, I didn’t care that I was filling her cunt with my seed. The added slickness encouraged me to speed up even more, each piercing thrust pushed more slime out of her and it began to run down her ass crack and onto the couch. The sounds of our sex became so wet it was almost cartoonish, but I kept up the pace until my thighs were on fire and my back ached. I finally collapsed on top of her, my shaft completely inside of her. She wrapped her hands around my shoulders and ground herself against me as my cock softened and eventually slid out of her pussy. She smiled readily while we cleaned each other and kissed me deeply when we parted.

We dated just a few more times before she left for college. The sex was fantastic and we’re still long-distance friends. She later told me she was just looking for some life experience before she went out into the world, and didn’t really want, or need, a “boyfriend”. I happened to be the lucky guy she chose because I made her laugh at work and she thought I had a cute butt. I’ll never, ever regret being her first.

Sarah walked toward room 110 with an anxious knot in her stomach. The accident patient waiting for her to arrive and help him take his first shower since having broken his leg and severely straining his arms had made it clear two days before that she when she returned he would expect a continuation of that day’s “physical therapy” as he had jokingly called it.

Every time she thought about what that “therapy” had involved it threw her mind into turmoil. After allowing her patient to seduce her Monday night, she had continued her rounds and tried to put what had happened out of her mind. When she returned to her apartment that evening, the whole situation had crowded back in on her. She felt ashamed of having given in to Mr. Bryant’s advances.

It was all overwhelming… Sarah was a good religious girl who had always contended that she didn’t want to get married, so the idea of having sex with anyone, let alone a rehab patient she had just met, was something she had never seriously considered. In the course of less than a month, the 23 year old nurse had gone from being a confirmed virgin to having now fucked three men she had never met before and having had her traitorous body cum time after time as she begged them for more.

Sarah still couldn’t believe how easy it had been for her new patient to make her body respond to the touch of his fingers and the feel of his cock as it stroked her insides. Just like it had been with the two men on New Years night, she had ended up begging him to bring her to orgasm and cum inside her.

When she got home, she stood in the shower until it ran cold trying to wash away the memory of the way he had claimed her, and worse, the way her body had responded to him. After awhile it had all seemed to be a bad dream, except for the slight ache between her legs that reminded her of the length and girth of the man in room 110′s hard shaft… That is, until she woke up that night gasping for breath and with the crotch of her pajamas soaked after dreaming about riding Mr. Bryant’s massive cock. If that was a dream, then what had happened the previous day must have been real.

She had the following day off, and it passed so normally that Sarah almost forgot about what had happened. She went to bed that night with barely a thought for her growing sexual experience. She awoke again the next morning with a dull throbbing and dampness between her legs, and reality set in once more as she saw that she had again dreamed of Mr. Bryant’s cock driving in and out of her pussy.

The knot in Sarah’s stomach grew as she approached his room, knowing that she had promised to get assigned to him again so that he wouldn’t tell anyone about what had happened. He had made it pretty clear why he wanted her to come back. Sarah didn’t know what scared her more, the possibility that he could get her fired if he told, or the fact that thinking about what he expected her to do in exchange for keeping quiet caused a tingling to begin deep between her legs when she thought about having to allow his cock inside her again.

The young nurse took her time walking to room 110, delaying the inevitable. When she arrived at the closed door, she took a deep breath before knocking. From inside she heard his deep voice telling her to come in. She opened the door slowly, hands trembling slightly, and stepped inside.

As the door opened, and he saw who was there, Mr. Bryant smiled broadly. Her “treatment” of two days earlier had left him feeling better than he had in weeks, in spite of the broken leg, and he was looking forward to some follow up. The fact that he had been cleared for a shower just made things that much better. He intended to make sure her “assistance” was as hands-on as possible.

“Good evening, Sarah. Thanks for coming back. I missed seeing you yesterday.”

She walked slowly over to the side of the bed where Mr. Bryant sat. She tried not to look at the area of the bed where she knew his manhood was concealed by the bedclothes and a thin hospital gown.

“G… good evening. How are you feeling today?”

He smiled at her, “Just great. Must be all that wonderful nursing you gave me the other day.”

Sarah’s face turned bright red, and she looked away, “Mr. Bryant, please…”

She jumped as she felt his hand come to rest on her thigh, and slide up her leg to cup her pussy through her scrubs, “`Please’ what, Sarah?” He felt her go weak in the knees, which had the effect of pressing her cunt tightly against his palm. His fingers stroked along her slit, finding her clit as it became erect and jutted against the soft cotton of her panties.

Sarah caught her balance by grasping his wrist with her right hand as her left gripped the bedrail. Her breathing became ragged as he fingered her clit through the barrier of her clothing. A soft moan escaped her lips, “Uhhh… nooo… P…please don’t. I… I’m supposed to be getting you ready to take a s…shower.”

She whimpered slightly as his hand abruptly left her pussy, and he began to move his legs toward the side of the bed. “You know, you’re absolutely right. As enjoyable as Monday’s bed bath was, I’m looking forward to being able to have you help me take a real shower for change.” He grinned as she caught the double meaning to his statement, and blushed again.

Sarah helped Mr. Bryant turn to sit on the edge of the bed, and handed him a crutch that was propped against the wall.

With her help, he stood and put most of his weight on the crutch, while putting his arm around her shoulder and putting just enough weight on her to make her think he needed her help. As he expected, she allowed him to lean on her as they began to walk toward the bathroom. His hand soon slipped from her shoulder to her waist, where he slid it up inside her loose-fitting scrub shirt to caress the warm, soft skin of her belly. He felt a shiver run through her as his finger dipped into her belly button, but somewhat to his surprise, she didn’t flinch or try to pull away.

One of the fringe benefits of spending the extra money on a private room was the fact that Mr. Bryant had his own private bathroom, complete with its own shower area. As they entered the room, Sarah led him to a bench built into the wall below the place where the mount was for the handheld showerhead. She helped him sit down, and set his crutch out of the way of where the water was likely to fall. Looking around quickly, she found the large plastic bag that was to be fixed around his leg so that the plaster cast would stay dry while he showered.

“Is that to cover my cast?”

Sarah nodded, “I’ll help you put it on now, if you want.”

He smiled, “The sooner, the better, Sarah. I’m looking forward to this shower.”

Sarah carefully slipped the bag over his lower leg, and used the adhesive strips to seal it just above the top of the cast after pressing as much of the air out of it as she could. This whole procedure put her in close proximity to his crotch, and she could see his gown tent slightly as his cock began to stiffen a little.

Mr. Bryant saw her notice what was happening between his legs, and grinned. His grin grew wider as he saw her reaction… a flush traveled up her neck and face, and her breath grew momentarily sharp.

When she was finished, Sarah stood and was about to give him instructions on how best to wash himself, when the door to the main room opened and Karen called her name. Sarah responded, hoping her reaction to seeing his cock move wasn’t still evident.

Karen entered the bathroom and seemed satisfied that Sarah’s patient was ready for his shower.

“How are you feeling today, Mr. Bryant?” She asked.

Mr. Bryant smiled, “Pretty good. Looking forward to finally getting a chance to take a good shower. Bed baths are fine and all, but they get a little old after awhile.”

The shift supervisor smiled back at him, “I’m sure they do. Is Sarah treating you well?”

“She’s great. Got my leg all wrapped up like a mummy.”

Karen laughed and turned to the younger nurse, “I know you know the drill. Since this is his first shower since the accident, stick close by incase he needs any help. His chart says he still has some weakness in his arms and some problems with fine motor control, and his left leg barely holds his own weight, so he may have some trouble moving around. An orderly will be here just before noon to take him down for his x-rays. Okay?”

Sarah nodded, “Got it.”

“Good.” She smiled at the patient, “Enjoy your shower, Mr. Bryant.”

“Oh, I plan to ma’am. Believe me!” he cast a meaningful look in Sarah’s direction as he spoke.

The older nurse turned and walked out of the room, closing both the bathroom and bedroom doors behind her.

When she was gone, Mr. Bryant turned a wolfish grin on his nurse, “Now, how about that shower, nurse? Tell me how this is going to work, just like you did with the bed bath.”

Nervously, Sarah walked over to him, “F… first I’ll untie your gown so you can take it off, Mr. Bryant. Then I’ll bring you a washcloth and soap. Once all that’s ready, we’ll find a water temperature you like, and you can take your shower.”

Mr. Bryant grinned at her words… as if he were going to be doing all these things alone. “Sarah, I told you the other day to call me `Steve’. And by-the-way, you might want to take your shirt off. It’s liable to get wet otherwise.”

She hesitated for a moment, then did as he suggested, folding the blue garment and placing it on a shelf near the sink. With that done, she moved in front of him, and reached around behind his neck to untie his hospital gown. The knot was stuck, and as she worked at it, he gazed down between her breasts as they strained against the white cloth of her bra. Sarah jumped as she felt his mouth nuzzle her ear, and move down her neck to the curve of her shoulder.

As he kissed the smooth skin of her neck, Steve’s hands moved to surround her narrow waist briefly before pushing upward to cup her full breasts through the soft material that covered them.

As he kneaded her ample tits, feeling her nipples become erect and jut out through the thin cloth, her fingers continued to fumble with the knot in his gown. She whimpered in frustration as her pussy began to throb slightly and grow damp from his attentions to her neck and breasts. Abruptly, the knot fell apart, and Steve shrugged the gown off his shoulders, allowing it to puddle in his lap. As it fell, he pulled Sarah closer and his lips closed over hers, his tongue pressing relentlessly between her lips to caress the warm insides of her mouth.

Sarah’s mind seemed to grow numb as the sensations being caused by his hands and mouth took over. She wasn’t sure how long he had been kissing her when he pulled slowly away from her lips.

He removed the gown from his lap, and held it out to her, “Might as well put this over there too.”

Sarah felt short of breath as her eyes focused on his naked body. Steve was in his mid-fourties and liked to keep in shape. His chest and arms were well defined, but not muscle-bound, and his chest was lightly covered with hair the same brown color as that on his head. For a long moment, Sarah’s gaze was drawn to the long, thick shaft jutting up in front of his flat stomach. She knew from her earlier experience that his manhood wasn’t fully erect yet, but it was close. She wrestled her attention to the bundle of cloth in his hand and took it from him, hanging it on a hook on the door.

Steve smiled as he watched the direction of her gaze.

Before returning to where he was seated, Sarah collected a soft washcloth and a bottle of liquid soap. Then, trying hard to look anywhere other than at his crotch, Sarah came back over to the shower bench, set the cloth and bottle beside him, and reached over her patient’s head to retrieve the showerhead.

“You’ll have to let me know when I have it the right temperature,” she told him. She aimed the sprayer head toward the far wall of the shower nitch and turned on the water. As she attempted to get the temperature adjusted, she tried to ignore the backsplash that was beginning to dampen her scrub pants.

Steve noticed it too, and decided that it gave him a good excuse to finish getting rid of her outer clothing. She was facing away from him, and his hands went to her waist, untying the cinch and sliding it over her hips.

“I think you’ll need to get rid of this too, or it’ll be soaked.” He lowered it to her ankles and helped her step out of it.

The whole situation had long since taken on a surreal quality to the 23-year-old nurse. She felt his hands remove her pants, raising her feet one at a time to free them from around her ankles. She heard the rustle of cloth as he tossed it in the general direction of the shelf where her shirt was, and she felt the steamy air against her bare skin, but it all seemed to be happening at a distance from wherever her mind had retreated to.

Some level of reality returned abruptly as he reached around her body to test the water spray and then take the showerhead from her.

“You’d probably better get rid of your sneakers and stockings too. Otherwise you’ll spend the rest of the day squelching, and that’s no fun.”

She nodded dumbly, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Thanks for reminding me,” she heard herself say. Deep in the back of her mind were there was still a slight will to resist what she knew was happening, she wondered why she was thanking him for telling her to take her cloths off.

As she leaned against the wall to remove her shoes and socks, Sarah watched as Steve used the showerhead to wet himself from head to toe. He certainly seemed to enjoy the feel of the hot spray. “Not too surprising after a week of bed baths, I guess.” she thought absently.

As he enjoyed the feeling of washing his hair for the first time in days, Steve watched as Sarah placed her sneakers and stockings on the shelf next to her scrubs. His eyes roamed her nearly naked body, lingering on the ample tits straining against white material of a bra that seemed too small to adequately contain them… He wondered if she had been forced to resort to an older, smaller one since the clasp on her other bra had been bent beyond repair when it snapped the other day. She stood nearly a foot shorter than he did, not more than 5′ 3″. Her long, dark blonde hair hung in a ponytail that reached the small of her back. Her heart shaped face held a small mouth, turned-up nose, and smoky blue eyes. His stiffening cock twitched at the sight of her body; ample 36C breasts, a narrow waist, and full hips.

Sarah stood nervously watching him wash his hair, aware of his gaze. Her face seemed to have become permanently flushed, and she felt a stirring inside her pussy as she looked at his semi-erect penis, knowing that it wouldn’t be long before it was long and hard and buried deep within her body. She felt a growing wetness collecting in the crotch of her panties, and her mind wanted nothing more than to collect her things and rush out of the room before her body’s urges could betray her again.

As Steve finished washing his hair, he motioned for her to come over to the shower bench, and as much as she wanted to refuse, she couldn’t. A wave of guilt washed over her as she realized that even without the threat of exposure and firing, she might not have had the strength to resist the pleasure she knew he was going to give her. Her whole body seemed to anxiously await what was to come, and although part of her mind still knew it was wrong and begged her to stop, it had lost any control over her rebellious flesh.

As she came to stand before him, he picked up the washcloth and soap from the bench and held them out to her. Hesitantly, Sarah took them out of his hand and he turned sideways on the bench. She squirted some of the liquid on the washcloth, and after rubbing it into a lather, slowly began to move it up and over his shoulders and down his back. His muscles were in knots after lying in bed for days, and her nurses training exerted itself enough for her to try to work some of them out of his shoulders as she washed his back.

Sarah’s back began to ache from bending over him, so she moved to kneel behind him on the bench. Steve felt the warmth of her body as she situated herself behind him. She scrubbed downward and rubbed the cloth over his lower back. He leaned towards her and felt her breasts brush against his back through the cloth of her bra as she and rubbed the washcloth over his shoulders. Her hands moved lower again and he felt the coarse terrycloth travel down to his waist. There she stopped and washed his right leg as far as the protective plastic, then back upward where she paused. Steve felt her hands begin to tremble as she hesitantly began to wash what she could reach of his ass. He leaned forward again to give her better access. She hesitated again before quickly washing between his muscular cheeks.

He felt her hand leave his backside, and she murmured, “You… You should rinse off.” Before she could move out of the way, he aimed the showerhead over his shoulder, rinsing off the soap and causing her to gasp as her bra and panties caught a soaking blast. He turned and looked at her wolfishly. Her large nipples were erect and clearly visible against the wet material of her white bra.

“Oops. I guess you’ll need to get out of those too, now.” He handed her the showerhead, soaking her even more in the process, and reached between her ample tits to unclasp her bra. Her large tits tumbled free of their confinement, and when he had untangled the straps from the shower hose, he tossed it in the general direction of her other clothing. His hands reached down to hook the sides of her white cotton panties, and he yanked the elastic straight out to the sides. The wet material shredded in his hands, and Sarah yelped as her recently shaved pussy was bared for him.

Steve grasped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her long and hard before leaning back and taking the showerhead from her again, “Finish washing me, Sarah.”

Sarah’s hands trembled as she soaped the washcloth again, and began lathering his chest, moving the soapy cloth in circles over the dark hair covering his lean body. The circles increased in size and became an oval as she covered his torso in suds. Steve looked down at her, his eyes soaking in the blonde nurse whose trembling hands were bathing him.

Sarah could hardly help but notice that he had become very hard, even though she hadn’t touched that part of his body yet. His cock was standing straight and ready. As she ran the washcloth down over his chest, she made a conscious effort to avoid touching his rigid member. Instead, she scrubbed his shoulders and his chest and then moved down to rub his legs. She had to lean over to soap his thighs, and when she did, she saw his cock twitch in response to the stimulation.

As she washed his left leg, Sarah felt a warm spray of water soak her hair and back, and then Steve’s fingers remove the rubberband holding her hair in its ponytail. With the wet folds of her long hair spread across her back, his hands slid over her shoulders and around to her chest, where he cupped her tits and rolled her nipples between his fingers, making them contract until they were hard as pebbles.

He pushed her back into an upright position in front of him. His left hand moved to cup the hand she held the soapy washcloth in, and directed her to squirt more soap into it. “Let’s make sure you get me nice and clean.” Steve helped Sarah wrap the washcloth around his cock and moved it up and down. As she stroked, he moaned and braced his free hand against her soft shoulder. When he was sure she would continue on her own, his left hand found her other shoulder while Sarah slipped the washcloth along the length of his shaft. After several moments, he stopped her, took the washcloth away, and abundantly soaped her hands. He directed them back, this time wrapping her bare, soapy fingers around his dick.

Sarah’s patient closed his eyes for a second and said “Oh Sarah, your hands are so soft!” as he was holding onto her wrists making her hands go up and down on him. He directed her actions for several moments before once again he let go of her wrists. She kept stroking him on her own but very slowly, her hands trembling as she did.

As Sarah continued to “wash” Steve’s cock, he picked up the washcloth from the bench, squeezed a stream of soap into it and began to run the cloth over her body, spreading lather as he went. He took great care lathering her large breasts before working his way down toward her mound. He took extra care lathering it, sliding his soapy fingers through her blonde pubic hair and down her pink slit. She shuddered and moaned as he soapily teased her, and she stopped stroking him. The 23 year old’s whole body began trembling as he started to give her pussy a washing, sliding his cloth covered finger along her slit and stopping to rub her clit. Her eyes closed as she said “No, please, please don’t do this. You can’t… no, please don’t… stooop!”

Her patient grinned and decided to interpret her last moan as, “Don’t stop,” instead of what she probably intended her words to mean.

Sarah’s eyes flew open as he pushed a finger into her. She to gasp for breath as he finger fucked her with one hand and made her stroke his cock with the other. Then a look of pleasured shame crossed her face as she moaned “Oh no…. Please don’t make me… No… stop, you’re going to make me… I… I’m going to… Oh … oh… OOOHHHHHHHH… nosa… Please… stop!!… Please nooo.” He didn’t stop and her eyes closed as she was started to orgasm. She came hard against his hand and she almost lost her balance, falling against his chest.

Steve pulled her forward to straddle his waist, turned sideways to lean against the wall, and then reached up and replaced the showerhead in its slot. He pulled her trembling body tight against his, and she felt his rock hard cock press against her lathery, hot mound as his lips covered hers. He kissed her deeply as their bodies slipped soapily against one another.

He pushed her back slightly so the hot water could spray over them, rinsing the lather from their bodies. When they were rinsed, he moved his kisses to other places and began tracing the contours of her body with his tongue. Each stroke of his tongue caused her to gasp and sent electric shocks through her womanhood.

By the time he reached her breasts she was short of breath, and her nipples were fully erect. His lips locked onto and suckled each rosy pebble, his teeth gently nipping them. His tongue flicked around the tips furiously as he sucked. As he suckled her sensitive tits, warm water cascaded from the showerhead onto their aroused bodies. It ran between her breasts, stimulating her sensitized skin, adding to the sensations he was already causing. After giving each breast ample attention, he covered her mouth with his again, pushing past her closed lips to caress her warm, soft tongue with his own. As he kissed her, Steve directed her small hands back to his cock and without thinking; Sarah grasped it and began to slowly stroke the length of it. Her patient moaned into her mouth has he felt himself approaching his own climax.

He decided that he wanted to do what he hadn’t done before, and cum in her mouth before getting down to the serious business of fucking her pussy. He broke the kiss and carefully pushed her off his lap and onto her knees between his legs.

“Time to finish cleaning my cock, Sarah. Just like you did the other day.” When she looked up at him in confusion, he gripped the back of her head in both hands, his fingers entwining themselves in her thick, wet hair, and gently but firmly directed her lips toward his stiff member. Sarah shook her head in refusal, but he rubbed the thick head of his manhood against her mouth, and after a moment, she opened it slightly.

Steve pressed the head past her pursed lips, over the tip of his rigid cock, and slowly she took him into her mouth. Holding her head firmly to guide her, he withdrew. Again, he pressed into her mouth, feeling her tongue and lips slide along the bottom of his shaft. Sarah’s eyes closed as she felt her snatch becoming damp with arousal as he made her begin to suck him off. He watched as her head bobbed at his waist and the warm water pelting both of their bodies added to the erotic feel of her actions. Unintelligible sounds escape Sarah’s throat as he directed her to suck him harder and faster, her shoulders and tits quivering with the exertion.

Steve grabbed handfuls of her hair and increased the pace of the blowjob, pressing her face against him and pulling back. His cock rasped against the back of Sarah’s throat with each thrust. His hips moved in rhythm with her head. He moaned with pleasure as he held the back of her head and fucked her mouth. He pulled her onto his shaft as far as he could and held that position as his cock erupted, sending hot jets spraying against the back of her throat. As Sarah felt his cum shoot into her mouth, he held her in position with his cock buried between her lips. She was forced to swallow several times, but couldn’t manage it all, and milky streams trickled down her chin.

Steve pumped in and out of Sarah’s mouth several more times to make sure he stayed stiff, then taking his cock from her mouth, he pulled her to her feet and made her kneel straddling his hips again. He rubbed his cock against the smooth flesh of her belly as it became trapped between them, and it came to full attention once more.

When he had positioned her on his lap, Steve’s hands began to stroke her sides, slowly caressing the smooth, wet flesh between her hips and arms. His lips pressed against hers; his mouth pressed hers open, his tongue began to probe deeply as his hands moved to explore her stomach and her large tits. His finger traced the pale, thin scar that traveled between her heaving mounds He took a breast in each hand and massaged them, kneading the soft flesh and pinching the sensitive, erect nipples.

Sarah let out a low moan as he lowered his head to her left tit and took the erect nipple into his mouth. “Ahhh… Nooosssaaa!” she gasped as he took as much of the soft mound in as he could, sucking the aroused tip roughly, sending searing bolts of pleasure through her belly to her wet pussy.

Steve groaned as he raised his head and began tasting her other tit. His teeth pulled at the erect nipple as his hand slid down between them to her stomach. He pressed the palm of his hand against her wet pussy. Instinctively, her hips bucked to meet his hand. He plunged two fingers deep inside her aching canal and began pumping. Her hips thrust rhythmically against his hand, her cunt muscles clenching around his fingers.

As his thumb flicked the swollen bud of her clit, Sarah’s body convulsed, and she heard herself cry, “Oh, Nossa! Oh, please… Oh… oh… Ahhh!!” He finger fucked her more rapidly, with more depth as his thumb continued to graze her sensitive, swollen clit. Sarah’s body grew taut with the strain of her impending orgasm. Her hips rocked her back and forth on his lap, and she could feel her pussy mound throb as it rubbed against the length of his cock.

As the peak of her orgasm approached, Steve hooked his fingers inside her cunt and thrust them deeper into her depths. He twisted his fingers with each entry and found her most sensitive spot, pressing it hard and rhythmically.

“Oh, Nooosssaaa!!!” Sarah gasped through clenched teeth as she came against her patient’s hand. Her hips and legs convulsed with the intensity of her climax, and she moaned, “Ahhh, Mr. Bryant, nooo!!”

His fingers continued to fuck her pussy, not letting her orgasm end. “Cum for me, Sarah. That’s it baby, cum for me!”

As she came down from her orgasm he removed his hand, raised her up on the bench and aimed the tip of his cock at her swollen pussy. As soon as she felt him brush against her, she looked down and saw the head of his dick touching her pussy. She pleaded, “Nooo, Oh please, I can’t!”

Steve guided his cock to Sarah’s pussy and slowly entered her. He was so thick and she was so tight he had to press hard to move past the pink folds. Once the head had pushed past her entrance, he grasped her full hips and started pulling her onto his cock slowly until his nine inches were buried all the way inside her womb, and then pulled out.

He slid in and out a few times then stopped while still buried deep inside her steaming pussy. He looked down between their drenched bodies and said, “Oh Sarah, your pussy feels soooo good…. So tight!”

Sarah’s breath was coming in short gasps as she felt his cock move inside her, touching places that had her body anticipated after having been touched there for the first time just weeks before. She felt her muscles contract around his shaft, sending surges of pleasure through her cunt with each pulse beat. Her small hands gripped his wrists convulsively in time with what was happening inside her pussy, and she cried out, “Oh… oh… oh… Please…! Please, M… Mr. B… Bryant! Ohhh!!”

Sarah felt herself being pulled forward, and she gasped as his massive cock shifted inside her. A low moan escaped her lips has he sucked her sensitive left nipple into his mouth and circled it with his tongue. He paused to mumble against her tit, “Please what, Sarah? Say it.”

Her eyes squeezed shut at the embarrassment of having to say it out loud again, but after Monday, Sarah knew what he wanted her to say. “F… fuck me, Mr. Bryant.” Her breath caught as he bit her nipple lightly, “Ssss…uuhhh… Oh… Oh nossa! Please, m… my pussy …fuck my p…pussy.”

He lifted her up until his length slid out of her, the swollen head of his cock remaining poised just outside her throbbing cunt, “Call me `Steve’, remember? How badly do you want me, Sarah? Show me.”

Almost with a will of its own, Sarah’s right hand left his wrist and moved between her legs to grasp his rigid cock. Her small fingers didn’t fit around it, but she moved it into position, the head just poking into her pink folds. Steve moaned as he felt his manhood press against her, “Ahhh… That’s it Sarah. Put it all the way in.”

She whimpered as she lowered herself, slowly pushing his long, thick maleness all the way inside her throbbing womanhood. She could feel him penetrate deeper and deeper inside her steaming sheath as she mounted him. Part of her mind seemed detached from what was happening to her. A wave of shame and embarrassment came over her as she realized that she was willingly taking this man’s penis into her. The wave vanished as she filled her pussy with his manhood, as though his rock hard shaft were physically pushing it out of her. Sarah felt her pussy spasm uncontrollably as his cock pressed against her cervix, sending her into another intense orgasm.

When he felt her cum, Steve began raising and lowering her hips, slowly at first and then faster. As he leaned forward to kiss her, his shaft continued to piston in and out of her tight pussy. Over and over again, he lifted her up and then pulled her roughly against his hips and fucked deep into her womb. Sarah’s hands had moved to grip his biceps; her fingernails digging into his skin as his long, thick cock fucked her relentlessly. He licked his way to her neck, grunting and groaning softly into her ear as his meat slammed into her increasingly well fucked pussy.

“Oh, fuck! Oh, Sarah! Shit, you’re such a great fuck!” His right hand traveled from her hip to cup her bobbing tit while his left hand moved around, gripping her ass cheek to make sure she continued riding his cock. He kneaded her 36C tit with his hand, rasping his thumb over its erect tip over and over again, whispering in her ear how beautiful her tits were.

As he fondled her tit and drove his cock in and out of her, Sarah’s mind abandoned her to the sensations enveloping her body. From what seemed a long way off, she heard herself whimper in time with his thrusts, “Ah… ah… ahhh… Uh! Oh! N… nooosa… Oh! Oh! Y… yes… yes… Oh! P… lease… Harder! Fuck… fuck… me, harder!”

Steve loved the feel of Sarah’s over stimulated body as it moved against him. As their rhythm quickened, her pussy muscles tightened around his cock. His strokes came harder and deeper each time until he knew she was close to climaxing again. Her pussy contracted around him. She cried out in ecstasy as she began cumming. He clenched a handful of hair in his right hand and held it still, making her look at him as she succumbed to another orgasm.

“Ohhh yeah, Sarah! I can feel you cumming for me. You’ve got such a tight little cunt.” He moaned as he bottomed out, his cockhead thrusting deep inside her throbbing core. He raised her part way off him, and then slammed in and out of her hard and fast several times, feeling his cum welling up but wanting to wait for her to cum with him as he filled her tight box with his jiz.

Sarah cried out as her climax seemed to build instead of subside each time he pounded into her. She could feel his cock swell, the thick head seeming larger each time it crashed into her. She felt his cock growing inside her, and knew he was close to cumming. She felt panic rise along side her orgasm as she remembered that her womb could be fertile and just waiting for him to flood it with his sperm.

She grunted in time with his thrusts, as she tried to get the words out to beg him to stop, “Uh, uh, uh, uhhh! Oh, oh, oh, p…p…please, Mr. Bryant….Ahhh! P… p… please don’t c…um ins…side me! Oh, oh, ahhh… ahhh!! N… nosssaaa!!! P… please, if you c…um in… side me, I… I might g… get p… pregnant! P… please… ahhh… ohhh… AHHH!!!”

When he heard her words, they sent Steve over the edge. He gave one final thrust deep inside her, causing Sarah’s climax to reach its peak just as the head of his cock swelled and then exploded, bathing her insides with his scalding hot cum and, some distant part of her knew, launching his sperm through her vagina into her uterus seeking out the tiny target that might be there. Then as another hot blast of cum erupted into her, it drove away everything except the intense orgasm that was crashing through her body.

Steve’s hands gripped her narrow waist tightly as he held her pussy pressed against his groin, the intensity of his own orgasm surprised even him as he filled her full of his jiz. Sarah’s back arched as she rode the wave of her climax, and he buried his face between her swaying tits, hissing against her flushed, wet skin, “Ahhh, Sarah. Feel me cum inside your tight pussy, baby! Oh shit, you’re such a great fuck!” and then moving to suck one of her waiting nipples.

As Sarah began to come down from her orgasm, her cunt seemed to pulse around her patient’s shaft, milking the last few drops of cum from its engorged head. She drew a ragged breath, “Ssssssss…. Uhhhh…. Ohhh, I can feel you so deep inside me… Uhaahh…” Abruptly, as if a string had been cut, the strength of her climax vanished, and she slumped against his chest with a long moan, his still hard cock firmly planted between her legs as she quietly gasped for breath.

A hand gripped the back of Sarah’s head and guided her mouth to his, his tongue slipping between her soft lips to caress hers as his other hand fondled her tit. After a lazy few moments exploring her smooth body, Steve lifted her off his softening member, and set her in a kneeling position on the bench next to him. She was still weak from her multiple orgasms, and had to steady herself with her hands against the wall of the shower.

Careful of his broken leg, Steve stood behind her and spread her legs, pausing to insert a finger between the swollen pink folds of her cunt. Sarah gasped raggedly as he slowly finger-fucked her to the edge of another orgasm. As he felt her pussy beginning to clench at his long digit spasmodically, he withdrew it with an abruptness that cause her to whimper. He carefully propped his broken leg next to hers on the bench, and she felt the thick head of his rapidly hardening shaft brush against her pussy lips.

Sarah drew a sharp breath as he entered her waiting hole with agonizing slowness. She felt his long, thick manhood fill her inch-by-inch, growing longer and harder as it drove waves of pleasure before it. As his cock traveled deeper into her cunt, his strong hands moved from gripping her hips, up to surround her narrow waist. He pulled her body another inch or two onto his cock, before sliding his hands around to cup her ample tits, kneading them roughly before rolling her large, sensitive nipples into hard tips. This caused her to gasp as sensations seemed to shoot from the taut pink nubs down to the hot center of her womanhood where Steve’s manhood was moving inside her.

Sarah cried out as her patient suddenly thrust the last few inches of his cock into her throbbing pussy. The thick head of his hard shaft caused her cunt to spasm as she came slightly. She felt fresh juices flow around him as her cunt seemed to pulse around the long, thick intruder. He was so deep inside her that she imagined she could sense the tip of his cock peeking inside her already drenched womb as it waited to be assaulted once again by his thick cum.

One hand left her tit and slipped between her legs to play with her erect clit as he began to slowly thrust in and out of her tight pussy. Sarah felt herself rising toward another intense orgasm as his fingers rolled and pinched the throbbing nub between her legs. His other hand moved to stroke her long blonde hair, and then gently turn her head so he could cover her lips with his. She moaned as his tongue slid between her lips and rasped against her own tongue in time with the thrusting of his cock in her pussy.

The hand cupping her mound slid up to rest on the smooth skin of her belly, a finger circling and then dipping into her navel and then out again. After a long kiss, Steve released her head, and his newly freed hand slipped back to fondle her breast. Sarah moaned as he withdrew his cock from her pussy and rubbed the swollen head against her cunt lips. He pushed forward and her lips parted easily for his member, and for a moment he paused just inside her opening. His hands moved to her waist, lifting her slightly to reposition her body, allowing him to slide all the way inside in one stroke. He drove his cock into her, thrusting so deep and so forcefully, his body pressed hers against the shower wall.

“OHHH nossa!” she moaned as his cock slid into her.

He grabbed her shoulders and pressed her ass tightly against his groin, trying to get his cock as deep inside her as possible. He looked down between her legs and said, “Ahhh, Sarah, your pussy feels sooo good.”

Sarah’s patient grabbed her hips and began to thrust in and out of her. She felt his momentum increase, and he began to fuck her harder. His cock drove in and out of her throbbing vagina with long hard strokes. He gazed down at her soft ass as he fucked her, the muscles in her cunt pulsating around his rock hard member, welcoming each stroke. Sarah grabbed the handrail that circled the shower room, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the metal bar, while Steve continued to pummel her without mercy.

Steve groaned loudly as he fucked her tight pussy. Her cunt was incredibly hot and tight around his thrusting rod as he fucked her hard and fast. He could tell she was close to cumming again already!

“Uhn! Uhn! Unh! UNH! UNH! OHHH! OHHH!” she moaned, feeling the orgasm rising inside her again. Her body began convulsing with each thrust into her tight cunt. “Ohhh! Ohhh nossa! Ah, Yes! Yes, h…harder! P… please fuck me, harder!!” she heard herself call out as she climaxed hard. Her juices poured over his cock, mingling with the water that continued to flow over their bodies. She thrashed her body uncontrollably until Steve grabbed her shoulders again and held her still while she succumbed to the intense orgasm. Her moans became whimpers while she lost herself in the sensations.

As her orgasm seemed to be subsiding, Steve slid his hand around to the front of her body, his fingers finding her clitoris as he continued to fuck her pussy. In moments, as his fingers rubbed her clit, her climax exploded again with even more intensity.

“Ohhh, yes! Ohhh, please! AHHH! AHHH F… uck m… me!” She cried cumming hard around his pistoning shaft. Sarah was gasping for breath as her streaming wet cunt convulsed around his rock hard manhood. She whimpered and moaned as her body gyrated under his sharp thrusts. His strong hands gripped her ass, cupping her soft ass cheeks, squeezing them as he buried the long thick meat of his cock deep in her tight pussy again and again.

Sarah’s body shuddered as smaller orgasms followed the earlier hot, wrenching one each time his cock pressed against her cervix. She gasped and moaned rhythmically as the sensations gripped her body. Her vaginal muscles convulsed under of her patient’s driving, hammering prick. ” Ohhhnnn! Yes! Ahhnngg! Ohhh yes!” she groaned as he fucked her more and more roughly. “Unnhh! Onnggh! Mr. Bryant…” Dazed, she remembered his command of before, “S…Steve, You’re making me c… cum! Unnnhhh!”

Slowly he pulled his massive cock out of her pussy. He held the swollen head poised at the very edge of Sarah’s glistening cunt-lips. He reached one hand around her hips and slipped a finger inside her hole, teasing her clit.

Her breathing became more ragged again as he finger-fucked her, and she could feel the bulbous tip of his cock press against her pussy lips. “S…Steve, please…” Sarah pleaded.

His finger began to fuck her pussy more forcefully, “Please what, Sarah?”

Now she didn’t even think about what she was supposed to say. The words exploded for her as he fingered her toward another orgasm. “Please… Th… that feels so good. Ohhh I want your c… cock inside me.”

“How badly do you want me?” her patient asked, his voice demanding an answer.

Sarah knew what he wanted her to say almost instinctively, now, “Uhhnn, f… fuck me h… hard. Unnnhhh, ohhh please, f… fuck me! I want you to f… fuck my p… pussy hard. Please, S… Steve! Pleeease!”

“Anything you want, baby!” Steve groaned in reply as he slammed into her hard, the heat of her vagina immediately engulfing the entire length of his cock.

“UNNNHHH!” she moaned as he filled her up. “Oh nossa, it’s so big inside me!” she gasped weakly. “I can feel it so deep inside me!”

One hand moved to turn her head until his lips found hers and he began to kiss her deeply, but was forced to break the kiss as he began to fuck her harder and harder. He drove in and out of her tight, wet cunt, his cock thrusting faster and faster.

“Say it, Sarah! Say you want me to fuck you! Tell me where you want me to cum for you, baby!” He hissed in her ear.

Again, there was no pause to think, no consideration even of her potential fertility. Sarah’s voice was strained with the approach of her next orgasm as she moaned, “Oh yes! Ohhh yes! F…fuck my p… pussy, P… please fuck me h… harder! It… it feels so… so… Unghhh…unh, unh, unh! Ohhh! It’s in so deep! Anngghhh! Ungghhh! Ohhhnnn! P… please don’t s… stop! Cum inside me! Please f… f… fill my p…pussy!”

Her patient’s hands moved to grasp Sarah’s swaying tits tightly as he prepared to thrust his cock into her cunt one or two more times. “Oh god, Sarah,” he cried, “I’m gonna cum inside your tight little pussy.”

Sarah quivered and twisted beneath him while his hands mauled her aching breasts as he fucked her. He slid his hands down her body and then back to her jiggling tits again. He pinched her nipples fiercely. She nearly cried out with pain as his fingers assaulted the excited buds. “Ohhh no… nossa! Ohhh, please! Ohhh… yes… yes! I’m going to cum! You’re making me cum again! Ahhh! Ohhh, p…please cum inside me, Mr. Bryant… Steve!” She gasped for breath and moaned loudly, “Ahhhggg… ohhhnnn! Please cum inside me now! Do it! Fill me with your cum!”

Sarah’s patient could hold back no longer. The hard fucking of his nurse left his cock pulsating in need of release. He drew back one final time, watching her body tense in anticipation. Abruptly, he thrust his body against hers, driving his engorged cock all the way inside her waiting cunt and into her womb. As he bottomed out, he held himself deep inside of her. His hips jerked several times, and he moaned with his own release as she came one final time.

He moaned, launching more of his potent seed into her womb, “Uhhh, Sarah! That’s it baby, cum for me. Feel my big cock fill your pussy with my jiz. Feel it load you all the way up, baby! Ahhh!” His third load of cum that day shot into Sarah’s tight cunt and he held her close, pressing her ass tight against his crotch, ensuring that she would get all of it.

As Sarah came hard around Steve’s throbbing member, she felt the long, thick streams of cum erupt from the top of his shaft and into her eager pussy. She gasped as the steaming blasts pumped into her, bathing her insides. In the back of her mind, she imagined his seed flooding into her as the thick shaft she had begged him to impale her with fertilized her womb. The image vanished as quickly as it had come, as her final orgasm peaked. Sarah’s back arched against his chest, and she cried out one last time, as the intensity of her final orgasm overwhelmed her completely.

When the sensations subsided, she found that he had moved into a sitting position on the bench, with her straddling his legs, still facing away from him, and with his slowly softening cock still embedded between her legs. He had turned her sideways, and was lazily suckling one nipple, causing shocks to travel from the hard tip down to her well-used cunt.

When he saw she had recovered from her orgasm, he carefully lifted her off his member, and helped her to stand. Neither spoke as he showered the cum off from them both, and then helped her dry them each off with the towels on the sink.

When they were both dry, he leaned over to kiss her, his tongue probing deeply into her mouth as one hand moved to fondle her breast while the other stroked lower to the soft folds of her pussy. Finally, he broke away.

“Much as I’d like to keep at my `therapy’, I think you’d better get dressed while I get my gown back on. It’ll be time for that x-ray before we know it.” He grinned down at her, “We’ll just have to schedule some more “therapy” for some other time, won’t we, nurse?” He grabbed his gown and crutch, and hobbled back into his room, leaving a dazed Sarah to collect her uniform.

Sarah was nervous as she stepped out of her car and headed for the doors that would take her back to work for the first time since the New Years party where she had recently lost her virginity.

The whole night was still a blur… a legacy of spiked fruit punch and a night of intense fucking that she had neither expected nor wanted, but during which she distinctly remembered having orgasmed over and over while begging the men who had taken her to “fuck” her and “cum inside” her. The whole thing might have seemed like a bad dream if not for the fact that when her co-workers had returned to the hotel room early the next morning after spending the night out clubbing, they had found her in bed naked. Sarah had quickly discovered further proof of her night’s activities in the form of a newly shaven pussy and a dull ache between her legs which confirmed the harvesting of her cherry.

She had had a week of vacation scheduled after New Years, and had asked for an additional week, pleading a case of the flu. Physically she was recovered, but mentally she was so dazed by what had happened and her own reaction to it, that she had needed the extra time to decide what to do next. To her relief, a check of her organizer had shown that she had been in no danger of getting pregnant as a result of her deflowering. That just left the issue of how to come to terms with what had happened to her and her own response to it. The truth was that two weeks later, she still had no idea.

Sarah came from a good, religious family. One that didn’t believe in sex outside of marriage. Sarah herself had no desire to get married, and therefore had never given much thought to the subject of sex beyond the clinical aspects that came with training as a nurse. That a situation which had started out as a rape could end up with her body cumming to orgasm over and over again as she rode two strangers’ cocks and cried out for them to fuck her more and harder, still left her dazed when she thought about it. It had taken most of the time she had taken off work, but she finally managed to convince herself (more-or-less… it didn’t help when she had started having dreams about that night which had her waking up with a throbbing between her legs and a wet spot on her nightgown) that her reaction had been a result of the shock of what was happening combined with the alcohol that had obviously been in the punch “James” had given her.

When she had decided to go back to work, she had asked to be transferred from the nursing home’s elder care unit to its rehabilitation unit. Sarah didn’t know what the girls she had gone to the party with might have figured out from what they had found when they returned to the room the next morning, but she didn’t think she could handle having to work with them every day… at least not yet. She had worked at the rehab center for a few weeks when she first started at the home, and it seemed like a good choice. A little to her surprise, her supervisor had accepted her explanation that she needed a break from dealing with “end of life” care, and since there was an opening in the rehab center, she had approved the transfer without a hassle.

Her new shift supervisor was a woman she had only met in passing once. She was instructed at once to call the older nurse “Karen”, and was referred to her first patient. “You’ll have Mr. Bryant in room 110,” Karen told her.

Sarah read the chart for her patient and began to check it over. She learned that her patient was 44, male (of course) and had until a couple of days before, been in the hospital recovering from a severe car accident which had left him with two cracked ribs, a severely sprained wrist, a severe concussion, and a right leg that had been broken in three places. He had been in the hospital for several weeks. The more “minor” injuries were mostly healed but his leg had required several surgeries to fix the damage, and he had only just been released to begin rehab. She also saw that he had just had his supper and his evening dose of pain meds, and was scheduled for his next to last bed bath. Once he officially started his rehabilitation, he’d be allowed to take an actual shower before bed, albeit one supervised by a nurse to begin with.

Sarah consulted with Karen before going into the room to introduce herself to Mr. Bryant. They both agreed that now was a good time to give him his bath since his meds should be peaking, which should in turn eliminate any discomfort that the bath might otherwise cause.

She went to the utility room and gathered up a wash basin and a bottle of soap. She then went to the linen cart and took two towels, two washcloths and a clean gown. She then headed to room 110 with her stash and knocked on the door.

“Come in,” she heard a deep voice say.

“Mr. Bryant?” Sarah asked as she walked in to the room. Once she had gotten far enough into the room to close the door she did so. As she entered the room, she got her first look at her patient. He was 6 feet tall, had a muscular build and green eyes. He was wearing one of the thin cotton hospital gowns, and the covers were up to his stomach. His hair was brown with just a hint of gray at the temples, and was cut just to the nape of his neck. His hands looked very strong.

“Yeah, that’s me,” he replied. “You must be my new night nurse.”

“Uhm, yes. I am. My name’s Sarah. You’re scheduled for a bath, and I’ll be giving it to you tonight.”

Sarah’s patient looked her over appreciatively. She was petite, with an unmade-up face that was pretty, though she didn’t believe it when people told her that. Her long, blond hair was tied back in a ponytail… a departure from her usual habit of wearing it in a braid at work… which was an experiment now that she had a job that didn’t involve trying to keep old people who didn’t know what they were doing from pulling handfuls of hair out by the roots. She had a heart-shaped face with high cheekbones, a turned up nose, and blue eyes. She was just under 5 ft 3 inches tall, with fair skin. A flat stomach and narrow waist were accentuated by full breasts and hips, and long (for her height) shapely legs.

“Hmm… Very nice,” Mr. Bryant said to himself. Out loud, he said, “Please call me Steve. You make me feel like an old man when you call me `Mister’,” he said with a grin.

As she let the water run, Sarah cleared off the bedside table so she would have room for the basin and towels. She put the soap on the table, along with a washcloth. Sarah then went to the bathroom and began filling the basin with hot water.

“How’s the temperature?” she asked.

Mr. Bryant dipped his finger in the water and said, “Fine. Though before you start, how exactly are you going to do this?”

“OK,” she said. “First I’ll use the washcloth to wash your face, and then take off your gown and cover your chest with a towel. I’ll first wash the left half of your chest, your arm and then rinse and dry that area, repeating this on your right side. I’ll then help you to roll over onto your left and right side so I can wash, rinse, and then dry your back.” She paused, “Haven’t you had these before while you were at the hospital?”

The older man nodded, “Sure, but every nurse seems to have their own technique.”

Sarah proceeded to do as she had described. She took the washcloth and dipped it in the water, wrapped it around her hand and lathered it with soap. She carefully washed Mr. Bryant’s face, ears, and neck. Once she was done with his face she rinsed the cloth, then soaped it up again and proceeded to his chest, arms, and back. She washed all the way down between his legs, and suddenly heard Mr. Bryant sigh. It was then she realized that she was massaging his balls from behind as she washed them! She pulled her hand away and began to rinse him off and dry his back with the towel.

The young nurse assisted Mr. Bryant onto his back again and covered his chest with a dry towel. She poured out the dirty water and proceeded to fill the basin with clean hot water. As she waited for the basin to fill she told Mr. Bryant that she would have to pull down the covers now to wash his leg and feet. Then if he wanted he could wash his own private area. Sarah brought the basin of fresh water over to the table and began soaping the washcloth again.

She pushed the covers off his right leg, keeping his groin covered for the time being. She could tell that he was aroused by the outline under the sheet. She washed his right thigh, rinsed and dried it, leaving the towel on it for warmth.

As he enjoyed Sarah’s ministrations to his injured body, Steve thought, “God, I wonder what it would be like to fuck her,” Being so young, cute and eager to help out the less fortunate, set his mind racing, and he began to wonder just how “helpful” she might be willing to be.

Because of the cast, she could only wash the upper part of his right leg. She rinsed and dried both legs, leaving the towel on them for warmth. Sarah covered his legs, and then pulled the covers back from his groin and stopped. “I’ll give you your privacy to wash your private area, and step behind the curtain,” Sarah told him.

He knew this was too good a situation to pass up and innocently asked, “Well, um, uh, I’m sorry but I think your going to have to wash this area for me,” Mr. Bryant said, “My arm is still pretty weak and it hurts to move it too much.” He also complained to Sarah of itching, burning, and irritation from plaster which had broken off around his groin and attached to his “member” when they had put a new “walking” one on before sending him to rehab.

Sarah eyed him suspiciously, but he had a point that technically it was her job. After working in elder care for two years, it wasn’t as if she hadn’t seen more than her share of male anatomy. As she pulled the covers away from him they seemed to get a little caught on his member. He lifted them to clear his knob and Sarah gasped at the size of his manhood. Mr. Bryant was well endowed. Sarah’s eyes widened at the size of his penis. He had to be 8 inches long, and clearly wasn’t yet fully erect. Hesitantly, she began picking pieces of plaster out from around his groin.

When she tried to wash Mr. Bryant’s erect member with the washcloth, he suggested that the plaster might come off easier if she used her bare hands. Without waiting for her response, he took the washcloth from her and held her hands in his as he lathered them with soap. When they were covered, he put the soap down and then guided Sarah’s hands to his shaft.

“Do it just like this, Sarah,” Steve instructed. He put her hands around him and had her stroke him up and down. She moved her hand slowly up and down and then over his bulbous head, sometimes concentrating on the head longer than the shaft, and then moving down to his balls.

As she stood stooped over her patient, her back began to cramp, and she raised her hands above, then behind her head, leaning her head back and stretching. Her flat stomach was revealed above the waistband of her skirt (when she had gotten dressed that morning, she had discovered to her chagrin that somehow she had neglected to wash her scrubs recently, and she was down to one shirt and no pants, so she had been forced to resort to her one uniform skirt and a button up blouse), as well as the contours of her large chest.

“God, to be able to see those tits up close,” Mr. Bryant thought. He stared intently at her face, chest and delicate fingers as she manipulated him. It didn’t take long for Sarah’s “washing” to cause his penis to become semi-erect. He noticed her growing discomfort at his state, and muttered, “I’m sorry, I can’t help it.”

Sarah didn’t reply. She couldn’t help but notice the length and girth of his penis, which had appeared to have grown to at least 8 or 9 inches. Unwanted images from her New Years deflowering filled her mind, and she found herself comparing the large cock in front of her to the two she’d taken inside her virgin body a couple of weeks before. Her patient was already as long and thick as “James” had been, and it seemed he might rival her second partner before he was through growing. Looking up she saw the veins pulsing in his penis and felt herself become a little aroused herself. She tried to gently move the erect penis down but it was so hard it wouldn’t move.

As her rubbing and massaging continued, Steve became more and more aroused. As he became harder and the length of his cock increased, she was forced to lean back and stand straighter. His swollen cock became harder, stiffer and erect until he was fully engorged.

Her face was now inches away from his large pulsing cock. Embarrassed by the whole situation, Sarah rambled, “I can’t work like this. I’m trying to help you but look, you’re right in my face.”

“I can’t help it; you’re rubbing in an awkward area, Sarah.” Mr. Bryant replied. Mischievously, he suggested working quicker or maybe using both hands might speed the process and end the work sooner.

Sarah looked at him thinking, he seemed sincere and tried to put herself in his place. Yes, the material from the cast would itch and irritate, and the friction from cleaning him could cause an involuntary erection. She turned to him, and said she would continue, “Reluctantly.”

“I’ll do the best I can Mr. Bryant,” and agreed to start using both hands.

Mr. Bryant thought to himself what a great bullshit job he had done getting this cute little nurse to agree to do this, and even doing it more-or-less willingly!

While she had paused, his cock had become semi-erect. He folded his arms behind his head, enjoying the fact that he no longer needed to hide his enjoyment. He began to anticipate where this might be going, and a slight grin grew on his face as he looked down watching Sarah intently work on his cock.

She was leaning so far over the bed her breast touched his leg and stomach. She started to rub his groin more thoroughly as she noticed flecks of plaster everywhere. With two soapy hands caressing his shaft and balls, he became more and more erect. She continued rubbing, and manipulating him to try to make sure he was clean. With all this attention, it didn’t take long for him to again become fully erect. His penis was being stretched the limits of its length. He ached from pleasure, and tried not to make any noises but it proved almost impossible.

Sarah looked up at him when she heard a quiet grunt escape, and asked, “Are you OK?”

Steve answered with a barely audible, “Yes.”

The pain in her back was beginning to make it hard for her to continue to work. No matter where she moved, having to bend over so far made it impossible to continue to work the way she was. Reluctantly, she realized there was only one real option. Sarah mumbled with embarrassment, “I’m going to have to get on the bed; my back is killing me from leaning over.” She climbed onto the bed facing him and knelt next to him. “If I’m touching your legs too much, tell me, okay?”

She took her shoes and socks off and adjusted herself to be comfortable. She felt light against him, and in spite of the baggy uniform top, he could tell that she had great curves. Sarah faced Mr. Bryant and looked up and down his body.

Looking at her face and her buxom chest as it filled her top was making him horny as hell.

“I’m going to start again now, okay?”

He said “Fine.” as he got comfortable, bringing his arm above his head and grinning.

Sarah took hold of his penis and began to pull and rub it. He had grown softer but as she worked he gradually hardened again. She gained a rhythm, bouncing as she stroked.

He said, “There you go, you’re working it perfectly”

Occasionally, their eyes would meet. Her faced looked awkward, while he had a grin and an expression of pleasure. “Oh, ahhh,” he groaned.

She kept stroking and stroking, faster and faster.

They both jumped as the rubber band holding her ponytail unexpectedly snapped, and her hair, wet with perspiration, fell down over her face and shoulders, covering his stomach and groin and her hands as she worked his cock. He heard her grunt softly. Then again, “uhh, uhh.” Her legs contracted around his waist.

“Sarah, ooh, Sarah.”

“Please, Mr. Bryant.” She took one hand off his cock to brush her hair back over her head.

“You’re doing great,” he moaned. She tried to ignore him. Her thumbs moved to tip his cock now, where she had found a lump of plaster lodged. He thought he heard another soft grunt. He fixed his eyes on her face as she moved over his body. He had measured his cock once back in college, and remembered that it was around 9 inches, but he swore she was stretching him to at least 10.

“Sarah, oooh, Sarah,” he groaned. She leaned back and straightened a little bit, her head tilted back. She leaned back a little more and rubbed her throat with one hand, her eyes closed. “Sarah, ahhh,” he groaned. She said nothing, but her face was beginning to turn red from the exertion and embarrassment.

She leaned back to stretch again. He could see the outline of her lovely chest, throat and moist lips. He looked into her blue eyes and moaned. His cock was moist from sweat, allowing her to stroke faster. He raised his hand and traced a path along her side, but she didn’t seem to notice. Emboldened, he cupped her breast and twisted her nipple through the barriers of top and bra; this time she gave a short high pitch grunt.

Ignoring the liberties her patient was taking with her body as best she could, Sarah told him, “You’re just about clean. I’m almost done.” He gently squeezed the breast cupped in his hand. It felt very soft and inviting. This time, Sarah slowly brushed his hand away. He felt a twitch, a stirring. His balls tightened.

“So am I,” he said. “Why don’t you face the other way, maybe it will go faster.”

Sarah considered his idea, and finally agreed when it occurred to her that then he wouldn’t be able to reach her breasts if she was facing away. As she shifted positions, now sitting facing his feet, she gripped his rock hard pole and began to “clean” it again. She leaned forward and used her thumbs to rub around the base of his cock to remove the remaining residue.

“Sarah, my God, oh Sarah,” he groaned louder. “I’m almost ready!”

“Y… you mean, you are going to, um, well, um,” she stuttered as she realized what he meant.

“Yes, um, I am,” he replied in a strained tone of voice.

She desperately looked for some tissue, a towel, anything to capture his cum, but couldn’t reach the bed stand.

“Ooh,” Mr. Bryant groaned.

“Oh no,” Sarah cried. “Hold on, Mr. Bryant, wait. I need some tissue or something.”

“I can’t, I’m going to blow. Damn it; use your mouth if you can’t find anything else!” He could feel his load rising and knew it his orgasm was going to be a big one.

She was desperate, not knowing what to do. Thoughts raced through her head.

“Almost,” he cried.

Flustered by the situation she found herself in, without really realizing she was doing it, Sarah continued to stroke him and squeeze. She brushed her long hair back away from her face and over her shoulders.

Then breathlessly he groaned, “Oh shit, here it comes!

Panicked, Sarah’s New Years experiences took over and without thinking; she lowered her head and put her mouth around his cock. Her head bobbed up and down, making soft slurping sounds as he bucked against her face. She continued to stroke his shaft with one hand.

Mr. Bryant wasn’t quite as close to blowing his load as he had let on, but he couldn’t believe she had put her mouth around his cock. He thought convincing her to give him a hand job was amazing, but he hadn’t honestly expected her to agree to a blowjob when he suggested it. He bucked his cock faster and faster into her soft, warm mouth. Taking full advantage of the situation, he slid his hands beneath her white skirt, and before she could react, he had slipped her panties to her knees, slid his left hand between her thighs, and inserted a finger into her tight cunt. He was amazed to discover that her snatch was shaved smooth and bare. “Mmm, Sarah. Do you know how hot it is when a woman shaves her pussy like this? Very sweet!”

“Oh!” she grunted and sat up with a start as his finger entered her. “Mr. Bryant, stop!”

Instead of stopping, his finger pressed all the way inside her until he could feel her muscles clench around it. His other hand moved around front and found her erect clitoris peeking out from between her folds. As she moved her right hand to try to push him away, he tweaked the hard nub between his fingers, and her body instantly spasmed in orgasm. Instead of pushing him away as she had intended, Sarah’s right hand grabbed his wrist to steady herself as waves of pleasure ripped through her body each time he manipulated her clit. Her left hand had clenched tightly around his thick cock as she came.

As he finger fucked Sarah through her intense orgasm, Mr. Bryant used his right hand to unbutton her blouse and slip it off her shoulders. He found the tiny clasp of her bra nestled between her ample tits and released it. The garment fell open to the sides, exposing her firm, 36C breasts. He removed that from her still orgasming body too, and began to fondle her exposed tit, squeezing it lightly and tweaking the large tip until it became taut beneath his fingers.

Sarah’s mind was in turmoil. Part of her struggled to overcome the sensations that had taken control of her body as she came again and again in response to the thorough finger-fucking her patient was giving her. She hadn’t wanted the experience that she had gained two weeks before, and she was sure she didn’t want this one. Her body however, was refusing to co-operate, and another part of her mind remembered the intense pleasures that “James” and the other man had caused her to feel. She felt Mr. Bryant’s hands as they removed her blouse and bra, but couldn’t seem to react. A jolt of electricity pulsed between her nipple and cunt as he played with her aroused peak.

“Ahhh! Nooosssaaa! Nooo! M… Mr. Bryant, p… please stop!”

“Call me Steve, remember? Open your legs wider, Sarah. You’re so wet down there. It’s all I can do not to cum right now!”

Her long hair now fell around her shoulders, and only the tips of her breasts and nipples were still exposed. Mr. Bryant’s hands moved to encircle her narrow waist, and he lifted her up and made her straddle his hips. Her left hand still held his engorged maleness, and as he moved her compliant body, she unconsciously raised his cock until the head was pointing at the entrance to her vagina. He knew that he wouldn’t need any extra lubrication, since her pussy was already soaked with her own juices. In one swift motion he wrapped one hand around hers, and suddenly his cockhead was aimed and touching her wet, bare pussy lips. Then it was pushing its way inside her. His thick cock was so big and her inexperienced sheath was so tight, he strained against the resistance as he met as he entered her quivering body.

The haze from her orgasm cleared abruptly as she felt his manhood press against her opening. As her mind recalled the feeling of having a man entering her recently virginal body, Sarah began to panic. She squirmed, attempting to pull up and away as she felt him press past the smooth skin of her pussy lips. Steve’s hands were firm on her hips as he held her in place.

She pleaded with him, “Nooo, p… please Mr. Bryant. I c… can’t d… do this. I… I. Oh, please don’t do this!” But her patient wasn’t listening. His fingers moved to her cunt and began to finger her erect clit until she was gasping for breath as a new orgasm approached. He sat forward and kissed her neck as he slowly pushed his cock even deeper into her waiting pussy.

His thumb continued rubbing her clit to keep her wet enough for him to slide the rest of the way in fairly easily. Almost as an afterthought, he unzipped her skirt and pulled it over her head, dropping it along with her bra and blouse on the floor.

He eased her naked body down a little harder, and felt the resistance against his hard cock, enjoying the damp heat of her womanhood engulfing his manhood as he slid into her tight pussy. She was making gasping noises now, her body shaking above him as her climax continued to approach, and he carried on relentlessly, sliding his cock inch by inch into her virgin cunt.

Sarah moaned as he pushed further in, feeling him stretching her tight hole even more. He paused about half way inside of her as his fingers continued gently rubbing her clit until she was so wet that he could feel her juices trickling down his cock.

As her pussy had become adjusted to his cockhead inside her, Mr. Bryant felt her tense, teetering on the edge of another orgasm, and her legs started shaking. When she finally came, she collapsed and slid down, impaling herself on his entire cock. As her body gave way to him, he felt himself suddenly become buried all the way inside her, and he moaned as his cock bottomed out against her cervix.

Sarah fell backwards and half sobbed, “Ohhh, Nooosssaaa!!! You… you’re so deep inside meee!!!” Only Mr. Bryant’s hands around her slim waist held her upright. As her orgasm began to die down, her hands instinctively settled on either side of his hips to prop herself up.

He moved slightly, and Sarah let out a long, slow, gasp, feeling his nine thick inches stretching her insides unbearably. He stayed like that, buried balls-deep in her cunt, until he felt her muscles relaxing around his cock. He twisted his hips to push deeper into her, and started to fuck her, lifting her up until only the tip of his cock was inside her, then plunging all the way back in again, his finger circling her clit constantly.

She was moaning again now as he thrust into her again and again. Without realizing it, the nursing student started to raise her hips in time with his thrusts, then thrust against him as they came together, as if trying to push him deeper into her throbbing pussy. Suddenly, she started to cum again, gasping and moaning, “Ahhh… Ahhh… Ohhh, ohhh!!” Her cunt clenched around his cock. As Sarah’s orgasm grew, she began bucking wildly on his thick shaft as she came, her clit throbbing and her vaginal muscles squeezing the life out of her patient’s cock.

Finally, Mr. Bryant couldn’t hold back any more. He began humping her harder, his hips pistoning up and down, faster and faster, shaking the hospital bed beneath them. Sarah felt his already massive cock grow even thicker inside her with each thrust, and a thought tried to force its way through her consciousness. Since she hadn’t been fertile two weeks before when she’d been fucked at the party, somewhere in the back of her orgasm-addled mind, it dawned on her that she might be due any day now… She moaned and tried to plead with the man beneath her, “P… please pull out! D… don’t do it inside me! Please!!!”

If Steve heard her, he gave no indication. His hands moved from her waist to her hips and as he pulled her down, he thrust his own hips up until he was even deeper inside her. She felt the engorged head of his massive shaft against her cervix, and she cried out at the sensations his manhood created as he took aim at her unprotected womb. He made a few grunts and moaning noises of his own and then suddenly his cock began to spray deep inside her. He heard her cry out as his hot cum rushed into her depths, blast after blast bathing her womb with his potent seed.

Sarah managed to gasp a despairing, “Ohhh, nooo…. Please, don’t!” before the heat of his cum sent her over the edge again, and she had to squeeze her mouth shut to keep from screaming out loud as his steely shaft sent millions of sperm to assault her womb. Her pussy clenched around his rod, milking every drop.

When her orgasm subsided, she couldn’t catch her breath. She barely felt it when Mr. Bryant raised her off his still hard cock and turned her around. As she straddled him again, her pussy lips spread slightly, and she gasped as he slipped a finger inside for a slow finger-fuck. With his other hand, he moved his dick towards her pussy, just letting the head slide against the silky smooth skin of her shaven mound, tracing a path from her ass to her clit, thrusting against her but not sliding inside. Finally, he positioned the tip of his cock at her entrance, feeling how aroused she was, pressing his cock against her lips.

Suddenly, without warning, his hands moved to her waist and he pulled her down onto his thick shaft firmly and quickly, sliding the full length into her, causing her to cry out in surprise and a little discomfort as his size stretched her again. Sarah made an effort to say, “No, please don’t…you can’t!” In a panic, her words tumbled out as he raised her until he was part way out and then thrust deeply back into her tight sheath. “Uhhh!! Ohhh!!! P… please. I’ve only done this once b… before.”

He quickly withdrew again, before plunging deeply into her, repeating the motion of nearly pulling all the way out before sliding fully into her. When he bottomed out deep within her, Sarah drew a sharp breath as his manhood caused a small eruption. “Ahhh!!! Nooo… Uhhh… uhhh… P… please… I… I don’t have p… protection!”

As he drove into her again, Sarah started to struggle and he paused, allowing his hands to slide up to cup her large breasts and tweak her sensitive nipples. As he pulled her to him, his left hand continued to fondle her aroused tits. The fingers of his right hand wove into her long, blonde hair and he urged her head down until her lips landed on his. Steve kissed her with unadulterated passion. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and began to play with hers.

Sarah shivered as her patient’s mouth moved to trace a line of kisses across her eyelids, ears, nose and cheeks. He moved back to quietly whisper in her ear. “You smell so good, baby,” and slid both hands up to cup her breasts again. He was still impressed with how firm her heavy tits were. He slowly licked and sucked his way up and down her neck, and then back up to her chin. When he reached her mouth again, he slowly began to kiss her again, urging her lips to part and let his tongue inside.

She closed her eyes as his lips suddenly left hers and lowered to fasten on one erect nipple and begin to suckle her tit. Her nipples were pink and firm, with large areolas. The veins around them wrinkled as he played with them. He took each of them in his mouth in turn, and sucked and licked them gently, as if he was breastfeeding, until she began to moan. The warmth of his tongue and the sensation of his lips against each pink tip sent what felt like electric shocks from the aroused tip straight down to her throbbing, cock-filled pussy. When he had licked one swollen nipple to maximum attention he would then move to her other breast and repeated the process. Sarah’s back arched, causing her tits to swell and push deeper into his mouth. She gripped his arms as she moaned and bucked against his crotch when he started to suck her more aggressively, lightly nipping at her sensitive nipples. She could feel his warm saliva dripping down her breasts.

Mr. Bryant loved the way her aroused little body was responding to his touch. He returned to her lips and kissed her deeply as he squeezed her breasts before sliding his hands around to grab her ass and pull her tightly against him. He enjoyed the sight of her small body as it swayed above him with the motion of their lovemaking. He bet she never imagined she’d be having sex in a hospital bed – being fucked by a man old enough to be her father. He smiled, closing his eyes, and concentrated on fucking the brains out of this little sweet little nurse. He felt his balls tighten up and his cock twitch, so he slowed down. He didn’t want to come just yet.

As his tongue explored the warm, soft insides of her mouth, Sarah felt him slow inside her. There was a lengthy pause before he began moving inside her again, slowly raising her pussy off his rock-hard cock before thrusting back in. She moaned in pleasure as he began pounding her pussy with his thick cock. The intense sensation of being fucked by his large maleness caused her to build toward another orgasm. Before two weeks ago, Sarah had never had even a small one, and now she seemed to be having one after another, each one more intense than the last.

As he thrust into Sarah’s hot snatch over and over again, Steve moaned, “Oh, Sarah, your pussy’s so hot and tight. I never imagined rehab could be this great!”

Between her embarrassment and her approaching climax, Sarah could only manage to moan, “Uh, uh, uh… Ohhh!!!” in response. As her body came closer and closer to yet another orgasm, she began to ride his cock wildly as she moaned above him. Somewhere her mind screamed for her mouth to stop as she gasped, “P… please don’t stop!”

Surprised at her sudden change, Mr. Bryant slowed his movements, and his hands slid over her sweat sheened body; rubbing her taut nipples, tweaking her erect clit, and finally gripping her ribs as his thumbs traced the underside of her tits. He looked up into her flushed face, “What don’t you want me to stop, Sarah? I want to hear you say it.”

Sarah heard herself gasp, “Th… this. What we’re d… doing.”

“What are we doing?”

“H… Having s… sex.”

He pinched her nipple, and he felt her pussy contract in response, “Fucking… Say it. You don’t want me to stop fucking your pussy with my cock.” He leaned in and began to suckle her left nipple while rubbing the right with his thumb.

Though it seemed impossible, Sarah seemed to flush an even deeper red as repeated the words she had only learned a few weeks before, “Uhhh…. Ohhh, P…please don’t stop… f… f… fucking my p… pussy with your c… cock, Mr. Bryant.”

“Should I make you cum, Sarah?”

She understood what he wanted now, and closed her eyes in embarrassment at having to say the words, “Y… yes… M… make me c… cum.”

His free thumb traced a circle in and out of her belly button, “Should I cum inside your pussy, Sarah?”

The thought made her feel light headed as somewhere she still remembered that she might be fertile, but when his thumb rasped against her clit, still she replied, “Ohhh… Y…yes. Please c… cum inside m… me!”

He grinned up at her, “Anything you want, baby.” Grasping her around the waist again, Mr. Bryant began thrusting his cock deep into Sarah’s waiting cunt. She grunted as he drove into her, held her tight against his hips, then thrust into her twice more, triggering another orgasm deep inside her tight cunt.

Finally he couldn’t hold back any longer – her pussy was too tight, gripping his manhood as though she didn’t want to ever let his cock leave her. He moaned her name, pushing into her one last time as his body tensed and he exploded, sending his cum to invade deep inside her womb again.

“Ungh, Ungh, oh yeah,” he groaned. “Oh, yeah, baby, feel me inside your pussy? Can you feel my cum fill your sweet cunt, Sarah? Ungh. Feel me fill you with my cum!”

Sarah tensed as she felt him shoot load after load of his thick, warm jiz into her quivering body. Far in the back of her mind, she could almost imagine his sperm as it searched for the tiny target that might be there. Then all thoughts vanished as her orgasm intensified from the heat of his cum as it erupted into her.

He pushed even deeper inside her, grabbing her waist as he came, filling her and causing her own orgasm to peak, as she cried out, “Ohhh, NOOOSSSAA! F… fuck MEEE! AAAHHH!!!” Finally, her last climax spent, she collapsed on top of him. His cock was still embedded inside her pussy as she slumped forward onto his chest.

Steve took her face in his and kissed her deeply as they came down from their mutual climaxes. His tongue pressed between her soft lips and lazily explored the warm depths of her mouth. It was several minutes before he broke the kiss and pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy. She climbed shakily off the bed and stumbled into the bathroom to try to clean herself up. After several more minutes, she returned drying herself off with a towel.

Still in a daze, she came and sat on the bed, her large breasts and pussy still exposed, and began to gather up her scattered clothing.

“Sarah, you were fantastic,” Mr. Bryant praised as his hand moved to caress her thigh. When she didn’t answer, he continued, “I’m in here for several weeks. Will you be coming back?”

Sarah didn’t look at him as she replied in a faint voice, “Maybe, I don’t know. I might not be assigned to you again.”

He paused, “Do you think your supervisor should hear about what happened today,” he asked her.

Sarah’s flushed face paled as she realized his implication, and asked, “Are you saying that if I don’t come back, you’ll tell Karen what happened?”

“Did I say that? It’s just that I’d like to see you again, to talk, for company, you know.” He paused expectantly, his fingers brushing lightly against her swollen pussy lips.

Sarah felt a shiver run through her body at his touch and the sensations it sent coursing through her. She looked at Mr. Bryant apprehensively, “Yeah, well, I guess I’ll see you later this week then.”

He stretched his arms, and then said, “I’ll be here.”

As James left the hotel room, Sarah sat shakily up on the bed, and looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was barely past 2am, and she realized that she had been fucked for well over an hour. She managed to stand and make her way into the bathroom to clean the sweat and cum off from her flushed body.

She moaned as she walked across the room, her muscles protesting from the unwanted sexual workout she had received at the hands of the two men who had taken her. As she moved, she felt a dull ache between her legs, reminding her of her lost virginity and the sensations her rapists had caused her freshly deflowered body to experience as they fucked her. The memory of riding their massive cocks started a tingling between her legs, and her hand stole to her cunt to brush her pussy lips lightly. Her hand came away covered in partly dried cum and a hint of blood from her harvested cherry. Sarah made her way into the bathroom, where she turned the sink on as hot as she could stand it and soaked a washcloth. The hot, wet cloth was soothing as she washed away the evidence of her first sexual encounter. Once the dried cum had been washed away, Sarah wrapped herself in a long hotel bathrobe hanging from a hook on the door. Without really thinking, she stood in front of the bathroom mirror, and began the automatic task of brushing out the tangles that had formed in her long blonde hair. The familiar task seemed to calm her rattled nerves and allowed her to focus on something other than her deflowering.

She became so absorbed in her task that she didn’t notice the bathroom door open slowly, and the tall, dark skinned figure of the second of her two rapists enter quietly. As she had washed, he had returned, watching her from the bedroom through the open bathroom door while he removed his clothing. Now he stood for a moment and observed her as she brushed her hair. Moving swiftly, he came to stand behind her and Sarah looked up with a start as she saw his image in the mirror. His hands moved to encircle her narrow waist, holding her in place as she gasped in startled recognition.

“I came back, baby. I still had a massive hard-on when we left, and I suddenly realized that I’d only really done you once. Jimmy thought I was nuts coming back, but I just couldn’t leave without finishing the job.”

The brush clattered to the floor as he untied the belt of her robe, and his hands parted the cloth, then began to squeeze her large tits. His muscular body was pressed tight against her back as he fondled her, one hand sliding down to cup her mound as the other continued its assault on her breasts. Abruptly, he turned her around to face him and he pushed the robe off her shoulders to pool on the floor around her feet. Sarah felt as if she was in shock as he slowly leaned in to kiss her. His powerful embrace held her tight and she couldn’t escape his grasp. Her body tensed as his warm lips touched hers.

The young nurse tried to pull back but his arms around her body made it impossible. At first she resisted but as his lips pressed tightly against hers, she started to feel a warm sensation grow deep between her legs. His lips pressed hers open, and he slid his tongue against her teeth. Again she resisted but as the heat grew inside her belly, she felt like she might pass out. She gasped for air, and her lips parted allowing his tongue to slide inside her mouth. His warm tongue slowly entered her as she stood motionless, her back pressed against the hard surface of the sink. Sarah didn’t kiss back but she couldn’t move to stop him either. He passionately sucked and licked the inside of her mouth as she felt her pussy grow damp.

Feeling powerless under his onslaught, her tongue unconsciously rose to meet his. When their tongues met it sent a shock through her body. He passionately licked back and forth as he started to kiss her more deeply. He relentlessly ran his tongue across hers as he continued to french her feverishly.

Dazed at this unexpected continuation of her earlier encounter, Sarah could feel her juices begin to flow freely. As he pulled his tongue from her lips he started to lick her neck. His warm breath and wet tongue triggered a sexual response deep inside of her.

Somehow Sarah managed to mutter, “N… no, please. I… I can’t do this again!”

Sarah’s rapist ignored her and his mouth moved back to cover hers, cutting off any further protests. His tongue re-entered her mouth as he started to kiss her wildly again. She lost track of time as he kissed her passionately, then again made his way down her neck. The warmth of his mouth found an erogenous zone at the base of her throat, and she felt her cunt tighten as she came slightly.

The older man covered her 36C tits with his hands and lifted them to meet his lips as he took one of her aroused nipples into his mouth. His warm tongue licked across her swollen peaks, sending her body into a confusion of sexual sensations. Her cunt had become swollen and wet as he sucked first one tit, and then the other. Sarah tried to form the words to protest as he continued nursing at her sensitive breasts. Her body was becoming so aroused from his ministrations that she became weak in the knees. The tall, black man sucked her tits to the point of full erection, as she felt a rush of heat flood her aroused body.

Sarah felt his hands move to grip her ass, and she was suddenly being lifted off the floor as he continued to suck her tits. He held her in the air as her body fed his hunger to make her his sex slave again. Her large breasts looked huge in proportion to her narrow waist and heaving rib cage. Her rapist licked her tits up and down as he had his way with her.

The man stepped away from the sink, forcing Sarah to grab his shoulders and wrap her legs around his waist to keep from falling on the floor. Seemingly without effort, he turned and carried her into the living room where he lowered her onto the couch. As she lay there fully exposed, she managed to whisper, “P… please, no more.”

He didn’t answer. Instead he opened her legs, and knelt between them as he spread her pussy lips and drove one finger into her roughly. He lowered his head between her thighs, and she felt his mouth cover her swollen folds as his tongue probed into her. A defeated moan escaped from her lips as his hot tongue split her cunt and entered her pussy. He sucked and licked inside of her as he hungrily ate her out. She experienced an intense orgasm explode through her body as his warm tongue penetrated deep into the throbbing core of her womanhood. He licked her deeply until her pussy felt as though it was on fire.

Sarah couldn’t keep her body still as her second sex partner continued to eat her out. He found her g-spot and began licking and sucking it until she instinctively started to buck against him as she was overcome by the intense feelings erupting inside of her. “Ohhh, noossaa…!” she moaned, throwing her head back.

Two fingers replaced his tongue, and he finger-fucked her into an even more intense orgasm, as he encouraged her, “That’s it baby, cum for me! Cum harder… harder! Oh yeah!” He could feel her pussy tighten around his fingers as her orgasm closed in on her.

Sarah’s body felt flushed all over as her assailant again buried his face in her drenched cunt. Her hips started bucking wildly as he licked her clit, and she moaned loudly. Sweat was pouring from her body as he continued to run his tongue through her pussy lips. He lifted her pelvis to give him better access as he continued to eat her out. She began to buck wildly but was held in place by his powerful grip on her hips.

She whimpered as he suddenly left her snatch and moved to kneel over her. He pulled her up so that she was facing his rock hard cock. He leaned in and whispered, “I want your sweet mouth around my cock, baby.”

She shook her head in protest, but he gently gripped the back of her head and pressed her forward until his big dick was pressed against her lips. He was fully erect, a good ten inches long, and thicker than she remembered.

When Sarah didn’t open her mouth right away, he reached down and tweaked one aroused nipple, causing her to gasp. He quickly filled her open mouth with the swollen head of his cock. She was forced to open her mouth as far as she could as she took the head into her. He moaned as her lips slid over the dark, smooth skin of his manhood and he pressed deeper down her throat. He reached down and took her hands, guiding them to grasp his huge shaft as he relentlessly thrust himself into her. His hands gripped her head again and made her bob back and fourth as he fucked her small mouth faster and faster.

As he started to develop a rhythm, he thrust deeper into her. She felt his tremendous mount slide farther down her throat but could only take half of him. He began jamming her mouth onto him as hard as he could. Her mouth was forced open as wide as possible; her lips were tight against his massive cock. She felt the thick head penetrate deep as it slid down her throat. His precum was lubricating her throat as she was forced to suck his dick.

“That’s it baby, suck my dick! Oh yeah, suck it good!”

Sarah felt weak as his huge shaft probed her throat. He knew that her mouth could not do what her snatch could, and he let go of her head and reached down to stick his fingers in her cunt. It was overflowing with her juices and began to spasm as he worked her clit. Nearing another intense orgasm, Sarah relented to the obvious fact that she was going to get fucked again by this man.

As he continued to slide his huge mount in and out of her mouth, he again commanded her to suck his dick. She moaned loudly around his shaft as he continued to finger-fuck her pussy. When he sensed that she was about to cum, he pulled his monstrous cock from her mouth. Pre-cum dripped from the corners of her lips down onto her chin as he repositioned himself between her widely spread legs.

His hands slipped beneath her to grasp her asscheeks and raise her hips to allow him better access to her waiting snatch. “Your mouth was great, baby. Now I want to fuck you again and feel my hard cock slide deep into your sweet pussy.”

His words and the thought of his gigantic cock inside of her sent a shiver through her overheated body. She fell back against the cushions and he eagerly spread her legs wider. He looked down at her lustily as her ample chest rose and fell rapidly in anticipation of what he was about to do.

“You want me to fill you with my big cock, and make love to you, don’t you baby?”

Her head shook in denial, while her hips thrust involuntarily toward his waiting manhood. He caught her small hand, wrapped it around his thick hardness, and made her slowly jack him off. His free hand moved back to her blonde mound and fingered her clit until she was gasping for breath.

“Ahhh… Ahhh… Ohhh, ssssaaahhh!!”

He thrust his middle finger deep into her dripping cunt. “You want me to fill you with my big, black cock, don’t you baby?” he repeated urgently.

Sarah was rapidly loosing control of her body as he pushed her to the edge of a massive orgasm. Her back arched, thrusting her swollen tits toward him. Her cunt seemed to throb around his probing fingers. She moaned loudly, “Ohhh…! Nooo, please!”

He guided her hand to rub his tremendous cock against her drenched snatch, and asked again if she wanted him. “Say it, baby. Say you want me to fill your pussy with my big cock and make love to you!”

Although her resolve was weakening, she whispered, “Oohh…please don’t…no…no more, ahhh.” She tried to struggle as he kissed her neck, so he thrust his fingers even more insistently in and out of her tight cunt. Her eyes closed as he rapidly finger fucked her hot wet hole. As he leaned down to kiss her, her mouth opened automatically to accept his tongue. He explored her mouth until he felt her cunt tighten around his fingers and begin to spasm as she climaxed.

“Oh no… stop… oh… n… nossa… you can’t… pplleeaassee… ooohhh,” Sarah moaned against his lips as he fingered her through her intense orgasm.

He kissed his way to her ear and murmured a fourth time, “Say it, baby.”

Her hips bucked beneath him as she came, and she heard herself gasp, “I… I w…want. Uhhh!” She gasped again has his thumb flicked against her swollen clit.
“What do you want, baby?”

Sarah’s whole body had flushed a deep red by now, and she felt like she was listening to her voice from a long way off as she whispered, “F… fill m… me with your c… c…” she stopped unable to make herself say the word.

She felt her orgasm build again as he made her rub his manhood against her throbbing pussy lips. “My cock? Is that what you want me to fill you with, baby? Do you want me to fuck your pussy?”

Her head jerked in a brief nod, “Uhhh, yes… Ooohhh… please… fill me with your… c… cock!” Her blue eyes flew open in surprise at the words coming out of her own mouth.

Her dark skinned partner smiled down at her in satisfaction, “I knew you wanted this, baby. Here it comes!” He again helped her move his cock up and down her mound, teasing her. He pulled Sarah’s thighs further apart, and then placed the tip of his cock at her entrance. Slowly, inch-by-inch, he began to push his 11-inch cock into her steaming pussy as she again let out a soft moan.

As the engorged, dark purple head entered her sheath she could feel the walls of her cunt stretching. After all that had happened so-far that night, Sarah was so swollen and wet he had an easy time getting the thick head past her pink lips. He then grabbed her smooth thighs and raised them up as his long manhood slid in further into her waiting womanhood. As he penetrated deeper into her cunt, he had to pull back and push forward a couple of times to stretch her body to accommodate him again. Sarah’s swollen pussy was being stretched again as his manhood made its way past her ruined virginity. She gasped with unwanted pleasure as the pulsating thickness plunged deeper into her. He held her legs apart and her hands gripped his arms he drove all 11 inches of his rock hard shaft into her deflowered pussy. Tears of embarrassed pleasure rolled down her flushed face as he prepared to try to saw her in half.

As he bottomed out against her cervix, Sarah’s back arched, pressing her cunt tighter against his crotch. She cried out in pleasure as her pussy tightened around his cock, “Ohhh, nossa! You… you’re so big… Ahhh… you’re stretching meee.”

He leaned in and kissed her neck as he began to thrust in and out of her. His speed increased his hands covered both of her breasts and his mouth lowered to suck on one aroused teat, nursing the tight peak.

“Oh no… oh… ahhh… pplleeaassee… ooohhh.”

“Ahhh, you’re so tight, baby! Uhhh! Uhhh!” He slowed down as he lowered his head to engulf Sarah’s lips with his own. She found herself kissing him back, and like the rest of her body, her mouth seemed to be out of her control. His tongue explored her willing mouth as he fucked her. His speed began to increase, and he thrust his thick shaft in and out of her body faster and faster as her nails began to dig into his biceps.

Abruptly, he rolled over and suddenly Sarah was on top of him, riding his massive cock. His large hands surrounded her narrow waist as he pulled her down farther onto his shaft. The feeling of her innocent pussy being stretched beyond anything she had ever imagined as it slid down his shaft made her body tremble with the sensations. Her body took him in even farther than when he was on top. Sarah couldn’t resist the feelings rising inside her anymore as his massive cock got the best of her.

“Oohh nossa… m… make l…” She paused, as with James, not wanting to call what was still technically a rape, lovemaking. “Ahhh, ahhh, f… fuck me! Please f… fuck me!” she cried out in ecstasy as the swollen head of his manhood began to press past her cervix into her virginal womb.

Sarah’s sex teacher reached up and took hold of her breasts, squeezing them together as his fingers pinched her nipples lightly. Shocks of pleasure coursed between her tits and cunt as he fondled her breasts, and without thinking, her hips began to buck against him as he thrust his pelvis hard against her twat. It felt like he was ripping her in half with his huge package and it seemed he couldn’t get enough of her tight hole.
His hands left her tits and gripped her ass as he started to pound into her more intensely. The young nurse had now begun humping him in time with his powerful thrusts.
Sarah felt like his thick cock was going to come out of her mouth each time he thrust his pelvis hard against her pussy and held her down momentarily before lifting her up again. Her cunt had become so wet that every thrust made an obscene sound as he bottomed out inside her, and her entire body quivered with the heat of the passions that now controlled her.

Sarah gasped and moaned as he helped her fuck his massive cock, “Oh, oh, oh… ohhh yes, yes. Oh, fuck me h… harder!”

As she continued to hump him, his hands traveled slowly up her body. His measured her narrow waist with his hands as one thumb dipped inside her navel and he thought he could even feel the hardness of his manhood as it filled her. Then he moved on to cup her ample 36C tits, squeezing them and tweaking her aroused nipples before moving on to grip her soft shoulders and pull her down to kiss her. He leaned up to her and whispered in her ear, “You’re so hot, baby. You’re such a good fuck.” He began to nibble on her ear lobe then kissed her neck, biting it hard enough to leave a red mark.

He kissed her mouth again, pressing his tongue past her soft lips. She pulled her head back a little, and he felt her tongue brush against his as he frenched her deeply. Slowly his kisses headed toward her tits. His tongue flicked against one taut nipple, and she jumped as a jolt of pleasure shot through her over stimulated body. He heard her breathing grow shallow as he nursed one teat and then the other until she teetered on the edge of another intense orgasm. After a minute or two of this he kissed his way back up to her lips. He grabbed a hand full of her long blonde hair, and pulled her head down to his as he pressed his tongue deep into her mouth.

As he kissed her, his fingers began to trace the lines of her smooth, soft body. His mouth left hers and he whispered in her ear, “Do you like this, baby? Tell me you want my cock.”

Sarah felt completely out of control of her own body as she heard herself moan, “Ohhh…Y… yes, I want your c…cock!”

“Do you want me to fuck you some more?”

She swallowed hard, not really believing that it was actually her begging her rapist to… “Oh, yes fuck me some more! It feels so… uhhh uhhh, so g… good!”

The older man’s eyes gleamed as the recently virginal nurse, begged him to fuck her. Knowing that she had given herself over to him completely, he raised her off his rock hard cock and sat up. He turned her around, positioning her on her knees, and then settled in to kneel behind her and between her spread legs. His right hand slipped around her waist, and spread her pussy lips as he aimed his massive shaft at her waiting passage. His left hand lined up his cock, pressing the engorged head against her swollen pink twat, and then both hands moved to grasp her hips as he thrust deep into her quivering body.

“Ohhhh, nooosssaaa!!!” she cried as he impaled her on his steel shaft.

Sarah gasped as he pulled all the way out of her cunt, and slowly rubbed his cock between her ass cheeks. He thrust two fingers into her soaking wet cunt, then spread her juices around her rear entrance. She jumped as he pressed the head of his cock against her virgin hole. The pain was almost unbearable as his swollen head pressed into her, “Ahhh, What are you doing… ohhh nossa… please stop, you’re too big!”

He continued to slide into her, as tears started to roll down her cheeks again. Holding onto her hips, with one big thrust he drove all 11 inches into her ass.

“Ooohhh!” Sarah screamed as she slumped over and grasped the arm of the couch with both hands.

The older man slowly pulled out and then thrust back in quickly. Her breasts hung free, swaying back and forth as he built up a steady rhythm. Soon the pain of having his cock inside her tight ass subsided and started to create a new kind of pleasure between her legs. Her rapist held onto her waist and started to fuck her harder.

Sarah moaned as the ass fucking began to cause the beginnings of another orgasm. “Ohhh no, Ohhh, you’re ripping me in two. Ohhh, please stop!”

As he fucked her tight ass, he grabbed both of her tits from behind. As he mauled her young breasts, his fingers pinched her nipples. He pulled her up close to him and kissed her neck. One of his hands left her swollen breast to travel down her body and rub her clit. He inserted two fingers into her cunt and started to finger fuck her roughly. He could feel his fingers becoming covered in cum as he pounded her tight ass.

Suddenly, Sarah’s orgasm erupted and she came hard against his fingers, “Oh, ooohhh… harder… harder!”

With one final thrust he stopped himself before he could begin to shoot his seed inside her ass. They both collapsed onto the sofa, his hard black body pressing her flushed white one into the cushions. His cock was still buried inside her as one hand continued to slowly rub her sore pussy, while the other was lightly squeezing her firm breast.

They lay there like that for a minute or two as Sarah regained her breath, and he regained control of his need to cum inside her. He pulled his cum covered fingers out of her cunt and pressed them between her lips to fill her mouth. He made her suck them dry, and then got up, turning her over as he did.

He looked down at her waiting body as he knelt between her obscenely spread legs. He bent down and started to kiss her neck again as he slid one hand to cup her wet mound. “Your pussy is so wet, baby,” he murmured in her ear as one finger thrust into her hot love nest.

Sarah pushed her hips up to meet his hand. “Oohh nossa… this can’t be happening again!” she moaned as her rapist continued to finger fuck her while kissing and sucking her shoulders.

He put in another finger, and couldn’t believe how tight her pussy still was, even after all the times it had been stretched that night. He continued to finger fuck her as he returned to her mouth and kissed her deeply. He put one hand behind her head and tangled his fingers in her long blonde hair, as he drove his tongue into her mouth. Sarah moaned softly as their tongues met in a passionate kiss.

Sarah’s sex partner took her hand in his and directed it to his rock hard cock, forcing her to grasp it and rub its swollen head against her wet mound.

He broke their kiss and raised himself up to look into her eyes, “Do you want me to make love to you, baby? Do you want me to cum in your pussy?”

His question penetrated to a place that remembered that she had no protection against his potent sperm. She began to panic slightly, and shook her head, “I… No, no, please no more, I don’t want to get pregnant!”

She shivered as the hand behind her head moved to trace the lines of her body and then cupped her tit. A moan escaped her lips as his other hand made her dip his cockhead into her belly-button, then through the downy blonde hair covering her mons, leaving a trail of his pre-cum on her pale skin, and finally coming to rest pressed against her pussy lips.

“But do you want me to fuck you?”

Sarah shook her head slowly, trying to clear it as the thick nob pressed against her clit, “I… I… I don’t know… I… uhhh!” Her groan came as he guided the head of his cock to press into her pussy. “Oh, no what are you doing to me? Please don’t do this to me!” Sarah said as his cock began to disappear into her tight pussy. He moaned as he felt her pussy open up to accept him. She stared back into his eyes as he filled her with one long, slow thrust until his cock was buried all the way inside the 23 year old nurse’s tight snatch.

“Ohhh… you’re sooo big…ohhh,” Sarah moaned as her rapist/lover increased the speed of his fucking. “Ohhh, why do you make me feel like this? You make me want you inside me!”

“Ahhh, you’re just such a great fuck baby, it feels so good inside your sweet tight pussy.”

“Uhhh, p… please d… don’t do it in me! Ohhh, ohhh, yes! Ohhh, why do you make me want to fuck like this? Please, p… please don’t cum in me!”

The thought that he and James might have knocked up her tight pussy sent him over the edge.

The older black man slammed his cock home and ground his hips against her crotch as he impaled her repeatedly with his 11-inch rod, and his hands moved up to maul her beautiful creamy white tits. The feeling of his muscular body pounding her increasingly well-used pussy sent her into orgasmic convulsions as his thick tool slid deep inside her again and again.

As her climax hit, Sarah cried out, “Ohhh yes!! Oh, oh yes, that feels g… good. Oh nossa, I want your cock inside me! Please fuck me hard. Uhhhh, fuck me h… harder! Oh, oh, oh, Ohhh… I’m cumming! Ohhh, please fuck me!”

He continued to pump into her as her body shuddered through an intense orgasm. His hands squeezed her tits in time with his thrusts as he lifted her hips to give him better access to the deepest parts of her body.

“Ohhh…you’re ripping me apart!” Sarah cried as he pounded her.

He grabbed hold of her waist and hammered into her pussy. She saw him gaze down at her breasts as they shook back and forth. He ran his hands over her flat, smooth stomach. His fingers stroked the soft, flushed skin as his thumbs played with her navel. He leaned down and started to lick her belly just below her heaving tits, then his tongue traveled along the faint scar that ran between them, stopping when he found the erogenous zone at the base of her throat again.

Sarah gasped as he suckled the sensitive skin in the hollow of her throat and one of her own hands stole up to rest on her breast as the other moved to the back of his head. She was now lost in the sensations of the fucking she was receiving. She felt his lips fasten onto one of her erect nipples as he buried his face in her breast, lightly biting and sucking her taut nipples.

He paused inside her as he moved back to kiss her neck, leaving a trail of soft bites along her shoulder and throat before returning to french her waiting mouth. He slowly withdrew his cock from her tight channel, and held it just outside her swollen folds. He looked down at her pretty face. It was flushed red, and her blue eyes shone with sexual passion. Her long blonde hair was now a tangled mess spread out on the throw pillow beneath her head.

Sarah’s hips thrust up toward him, searching for the tool she needed to fill her throbbing cunt with. Her small hands grasped him around his muscular waist and she looked pleadingly up at him, “Uhhh, Please put it in me…” Her hands seemed to move of their own accord from his waist up to his solid chest, and then back down his body. After a moment’s hesitation, they slipped around to his ass and remained there, urging him to lower himself back into her cunt. The word she had been avoiding before came out of her mouth in a whisper, “M… make love to me! Ohhh, please… m… make… l… love to me! Please!”

This was all the encouragement her lover needed as he shifted his position above of her soft body, placing his long cock at her pussy lips. With one quick thrust, be buried his manhood all the way inside her. His cock bottomed out forcefully against her cervix, causing her to gasp with the feeling of her womanhood once again being completely filled by him.

Sarah’s legs wrapped around her lover’s waist as he started to thrust in and out of her throbbing love-channel. Her ass rose and fell on the cushions as he fucked her tight pussy. His hands covered her breasts as he leaned in to kiss her. Sarah’s mouth opened to him as he French kissed her passionately. Sarah’s fingernails dug into the tight muscles of his ass as he continued to fuck her harder and harder. The couch began to shake with the impact of his body against hers.

His lips traveled down to her swaying breasts and captured one aroused peak. He nipped lightly at the hard tip, and then began to suckle it as though he were nursing. “God baby, your tits taste so good!” he murmured against her sensitive skin. As he sucked on her tit, his massive tool drove into her abused pussy like a piston until she felt its huge head crash through her bruised cervix and plant itself inside her womb, causing her orgasm, which had subsided, to peak again.

“Ohhh… make love to me…fuck me… fuck my pussy! Ohhh… ohhh… ahhh, fuck meee!” Sarah cried as she climaxed around the long, thick shaft of his manhood. Her back arched as she came hard. Sarah thought she would pass out from the pleasure as her orgasm continued to build each time his cock bottomed out inside her.

He humped against her, trying to drive his swelling manhood even deeper into her waiting belly. Sarah’s rapist/lover couldn’t hold on any longer as the muscles of her tight pussy squeezed his cock convulsively. He looked into her eyes, as her orgasm consumed her. With one final thrust he buried his cock all the way inside her abused pussy. This time, his massive cockhead thrust past the tight barrier of her cervix and took aim at her virginal womb. “Oh god, baby… I’m gonna cum inside your tight pussy!”

Sarah’s small hands gripped his large ones as they squeezed her tits, “Oh, oh, yes, Ohhh yesss, I’m cumming! Please make love to me! Fuck my pussy! Cum inside me! Ahhh… fill me up! Please, it feels sooo good!”

As she continued to cum, her dark skinned lover moaned loudly, “Ohhh yeah, baby! Feel me cum inside your hot pussy, feel me knock you up!” Sarah’s back arched and she moaned in ecstasy as his massive cock erupted inside her, launching jets of scalding hot cum deep into her womb in search of a waiting target. One hand left her breast to slide over her flat stomach as he relished the thought of what might be happening inside her hot little body. He thrust against her again and again just to make sure his seed was well planted inside her panting body.

When he finally pulled his softening shaft from her pussy, his mouth covered hers, and he ran his hands through her long blonde hair. His kiss deepened as he began fondling her swollen breasts. His tongue slid against hers urgently for several minutes while his hands continued to minister to her sensitive tits. He kissed his way down her neck and chest, the he bowed to take each nipple into his mouth in turn and suckle the hard peak until she was gasping for breath again. Abruptly he pulled away and sat up with a satisfied look on his face.

Still in a daze from her intense orgasm, Sarah stumbled to her feet and staggered into the bathroom. The older man watched as her breasts jiggled with each step, her mound was matted with cum and he could see it slowly running down her thighs. Her dark blond hair was a tangled mess. He followed her into the bathroom, and he heard the sound of water running as she stepped into the shower. He pulled the curtain aside and stepped in behind her.

“How good does that hot water feel, baby?” Sarah’s lover whispered to her, his hands moving over her wet hips. He nibbled her ear as he took the soap from her hand and lathered her young naked body. Sarah couldn’t comprehend was happening to her. In one night she had gone from being a virgin to having been fucked multiple times by two men who had made love to her over and over, and her had body responded to them every time. She moaned as soapy hands “washed” her aching breasts, and her pussy throbbed in anticipation as his hardening cock pressed between her ass cheeks. The sensations took over again, and she leaned back against his hard body.

Sarah murmured as he nuzzled her neck, “Again… Ahhh please… make love to me again!”

Sarah looked around the large pool area feeling lost and very out of place. It was New Years Eve, and the room had been closed off to swimmers and decorated for the holiday party. The lounge area next to the swimming pool was so filled with people getting ready to ring in the new year, that she couldn’t even figure out where the girls she had come with were.

The atmosphere of the party was typical, she supposed: noisy, crowded, dimly lit, and filled with the ever-present murmur of voices striving to be heard over blaring top-40 music. Not for the first time that evening, she wondered why she had come at all. Several of her co-workers at the nursing home had pestered her until she finally gave in. The party was in a fancy hotel a couple hours from the town they all lived in, and they had rented two rooms together to use as somewhere to change and get a couple of hours of sleep (if possible) before heading back home. Sarah suspected that one reason they had wanted her along was because she didn’t drink, which meant that they all could, and she figured that she would most likely have the room to herself when she headed there as soon after midnight as she could manage. The three women she had come with had vanished soon after they had arrived, and there was no telling where any of them were now.

Sarah jumped as she felt a large hand settle on her shoulder. She looked up to see a tall, darkish man of (she guessed) around 30, with short black hair. Even her limited experience with such things was enough to tell her that he was very good-looking and athletic. The fact that he had chosen to come and talk to her made her nervous. The 23 year old nurse was a small girl, a little over 5’2″. She had a heart shaped face, long dark blond hair, which fell down almost to her waist, and was kept from slipping into her eyes by a silver colored clip. Her job at the nursing home kept her active, and resulted in a slim body highlighted by full breasts and hips. The deep blue dress she wore had a neckline that was slightly lower than she’d have preferred, but her co-workers had insisted that it was the only dress in her closet that even came close to fitting the atmosphere of the party.

“Hi.” he shouted, smiling down at her.

Sarah looked up at him nervously. “Hey,” she shouted back trying to sound casual and friendly while yelling above the music.

“So what do you think about the party?” he asked.

She shook her head, “Too loud and too many people. And I haven’t been able to find a drink that doesn’t have alcohol in it since I got here.

The tall man looked surprised, “You don’t drink, or you’re doing designated driver duty?”

Sarah smiled back at him for the first time, “Both, actually. I don’t drink, and I’ve got some friends around here somewhere who are expecting me to drive them back home tomorrow morning. We’ve got rooms here in the hotel, but they said they might not be back before morning. I have no idea what they’re planning to do all night.”

The man laughed, “I imagine they’ll find something. But it sounds like they suckered you good. I’ve been watching you standing all alone over here. I didn’t think you looked as if you cared much for this kind of party.”

She grinned back, “Not really, no.” Whoever he was, this guy seemed nice enough. At least he was the first person to take the trouble of talking to her since she had arrived. “I’m Sarah, by-the-way.” She held out her hand to him.

His large hand engulfed her small one as he shook it, “Nice to meet you, Sarah. I’m James. I’m here with some friends, but like yours, mine seem to have taken off.” He seemed to hold onto her hand longer than was absolutely necessary before releasing it.
“Tell you what, why don’t I see if I can find something non-alcoholic for you to drink? I think I saw the hotel staff bring out a punch fountain a few minutes ago.” He chuckled, “I’ll even test it for you to make sure no one’s gone and spiked it.”

Sarah found herself laughing along with him, “If you don’t mind, I’d appreciate that.”

James took her arm and helped her make her way through the crush of people and over to the refreshment table. As promised, a large fountain was sending a reddish fruit punch down into a large bowl. He filled a cup with it, and tasted it. He paused thoughtfully, and then filled another cup and handed it to her, “A little too much ginger ale for my taste, I think, but nothing else.”

Sarah took the cup and tasted it. She grimaced slightly. He was right; there was a distinct bite to it that she figured must be from the ginger ale. But it was wet and cold, and she was getting very thirsty. She finished the cup he had given her, and filled another.

To her surprise, James stayed with her and kept her talking for nearly an hour, until the large screen TV at one end of the room came to life and showed the revelries in Times Square. He led her to a spot where they could see the screen well, and they watched as the big, lighted ball fell, ushering in the new year. Sarah’s face flushed with embarrassment as he took her hand and kissed it, “Happy New Years, Sarah. I hope tonight ends up being at least a little bit fun for you, anyway.”

“Th… thank you, James. I really appreciate you coming over to talk to me. It made the evening go a lot faster having someone interesting to talk to.” She gave him an apologetic look, “Now that I’ve seen the ball drop, though, I think I’m going to play the party-pooper, and go up to my room and get some sleep. I kinda doubt if I’ll see any of the girls I came with before morning.”

He nodded in understanding, “No problem. I enjoyed talking with you tonight. I hated to see a pretty girl standing around alone at a New Year’s party.”

Sarah blushed even deeper, “Thank you,” she said quietly, unsure of what else to say.

James shook her hand again, and they said goodnight.

Sarah made her way back to her hotel room, still flustered by his comment about her being a “pretty girl”. She never thought of herself that way, and she knew she wasn’t pretty in the same way the three girls she had come to the party with, were. She figured he was just being nice, but it still made her self-conscious.

The hotel room was still dark, and as she had expected, no one was back yet. All three of the others had made it clear that they intended to make a night of it, so the empty room came as no surprise. Sarah was feeling a little light-headed as she undressed, relieved to be out of her fancy dress. She stumbled as she made her way to the bathroom and decided to take a shower before going to bed. She stayed in for almost a half an hour, feeling the hot water wash away some of the tension in her shoulders that was a result of the constant pounding of the music at the party. Finally, feeling incredibly drowsy and even more light-headed than she had before, she turned the water off and toweled herself dry. She lowered her flannel nightgown over her head, before moving over to look out of the sliding glass door leading to a small balcony overlooking the pool area while she brushed the snarls out of her long hair. Even with the door closed, she could hear the sound of voices humming beneath the loud music.

As she brushed, the drowsy feeling grew stronger, and she leaned against the glass door for support as she continued to brush her hair. She looked at the fingertips of her free hand, noticing for the first time that they were tingling slightly. Her whole body seemed to be simultaneously exhausted and oversensitive. She continued to brush her hair as she wondered vaguely why she felt the way she did. The drowsiness combined with the rhythm of the brush strokes and the steady noise from below to prevent her from hearing the footsteps approaching her from behind.

Before she knew what was happening Sarah felt a hand grip her waist while another slipped around her hip and between her legs. Leaning against the glass door as she was, there was no chance of anyone seeing what was going on behind her back, but she still felt terribly exposed. The hand between her legs began working her clit through the flannel of her nightgown until it became swollen, while the hand at her waist pulled her body back slightly until she pressed against the body behind her. The hand softly held her in place, and she felt the hardness of a large, aroused cock press against her lower back and ass.

Sarah tried to struggle against the hands holding her in place, but all the strength seemed to have gone out of her limbs. She shook her head slowly, and moaned, “Ohhh, nooo! Wh…who are you. S… stop, please!” She turned her head to look behind her and her eyes grew wide as she recognized the dimly lit figure.

“J…James, what…?”

“Shhhh,” she heard, “Not one word.” He said softly without missing a beat as he continued fingering her clit. “Happy New Year, Sarah. I thought you could use some company.”

Sarah was gasping for breath now, partly from fear at what was happening, but mostly from the sensations James’s fingers were causing as they moved up and down along her pussy lips, teasing her clit until it became hard and erect.

“Nnnnaaaah, J… James, nooo, please!” Sarah managed to turn her head to see another man besides the James standing in the room. She realized that this must have been what he was planning all along. He must have gone to find his friend after she left him, and they had followed her to her room and somehow gotten in while she was in the shower.

Sarah could see over the side of the balcony down to the party below. At the same time, she realized that no one down there would be able to see the man assaulting her from behind. She wanted to yell for help, but the thought of all of those people down below knowing that she was being raped in front of them caused the sound to catch in her throat. All she could do was just lean against the sliding door and hope that the man behind her would finish quickly and leave without hurting her.

Sarah shuddered as she heard him speaking softly into her ear…

“I know what you want, Sarah… I know you want to get fucked… Admit it… Tell me you want it.”

He continued to murmur in her ear as he pulled her nightgown slowly up around her waist, gradually exposing her pussy to the warm air as he pressed his cock against her bare ass.

“Tell me you want me to fuck you, Sarah. I know you want it, don’t you? Hmmmm…?”

“No, don’t do this!” she protested weakly.

James’s knees pressed her legs open wider to allow him easy access to her dampening cunt. Sarah stiffened and whimpered as his cock slid inside her, overcoming the resistance of her virgin tightness and coming to rest against her unclaimed cherry. James paused as he discovered her virginity, and slid his hands from her hips to cup her 36C breasts, rubbing and tweaking her large nipples with this thumbs and fingers.

Sarah’s breath was coming in gasps as she struggled feebly against him, “No!” she whimpered again, trying to struggle but finding her limbs to be as weak as her voice. Her body refused to co-operate with her, and she grew more and more aroused as she felt one hand move to finger her clit while the other continued to maul her breasts.

“If you don’t want this, then why is your pussy so wet?” he asked. Sarah gasped in shock from the realization that she had become very wet… He continued to stroke her clit very gently and tease it with his finger. “You’re really enjoying this aren’t you? Hmmm? You like this baby? I know you love it…”

“No…” she murmured, her voice barely a whisper…

“Ohhh yes, Sarah.” He moaned in her ear. Sarah panicked when she realized that he was about to drive his rock hard manhood all the way into her virgin pussy. She didn’t want this man to claim her virginity, but couldn’t seem to do or say anything to stop it. Then it was too late. She felt him pull back, and then thrust forcefully back into her. His long, thick shaft crashed through her virgin barrier; causing her to scream into the hand he had just placed over her mouth to silence her reaction to his deflowering. She felt his hips bang into her as he slammed all the way into her wet pussy.

“Ohhh, Nossa!” Sarah gasped weakly, breathing heavily through her sobs.

She could feel him withdraw, and then the hot hardness of his shaft press against the soft folds between her thighs… Sarah felt his cock pushing against her opening, so swollen that she couldn’t imagine that her tight, untried pussy would be able to contain it… She could feel him pressing into her as his hands moved to grasp her narrow waist, holding her down while entering her again, slowly this time… The pain of being violated and forced open for the first time made her head spin, but new sensations were beginning to well up inside her womanhood, too! Her cunt seemed to swell and throb around him as he slid deeper and deeper into her… until she was filled completely, the thick head of his massive cock pressing tightly against her cervix. He drew back and then began to penetrate her with long, powerful strokes.

“Ohhh… Ohhh… Ahhh, noossaa!” she heard herself moan. “Ohhh, please, NO!” She felt the throbbing between her legs begin to build, and an unfamiliar sensation growing somewhere deep inside her belly. A tingling began in her pelvis and radiated out through her flushed body… New, unwanted pulsing sensations of intense pleasure overtook her… Somewhere inside her brain she knew she didn’t want this to happen. Didn’t want her first orgasm to be with a man who was raping her, but her body was betraying her and she knew her pussy was about to explode with her first ever climax.

“Cum for me baby… You know you want to…” James demanded as he thrust in and out of her drenched cunt.

“Please, P… please.” she begged, no longer sure what she was pleading for as he took her to the edge. Each time he rammed his cock into her cunt, Sarah gasped at the feeling of her pussy accepting his hard rod.

James’s long, thick manhood finally drove her over the precipice of her first ever orgasm… Wave after increasing wave of unwanted pleasure drove inner contractions as her cunt pulsed around his cock. The intensity of her orgasm caused her back to arched against James’s muscular body and her breath came in sharp gasps with each spasm of her pussy. Her hips rocked uncontrollably with each contraction, and the pleasure became so intense that she barely recognized the sound of her own moans before collapsing against the glass door…

Sarah’s body went limp as James picked her up and carried her over to one of the beds. He sat her down on the edge of the bed. She wasn’t able to stay sitting, and flopped onto her back as James came to stand over her. His muscular frame towered over her, and he still sported a huge hard-on. He spread her legs apart roughly, stepped between them, and positioned his cock at her entrance. Sarah began shaking as he eased it in. She groaned as it stretched her formerly virgin channel again. Although his cock seemed even larger than it had before, he slipped in more easily, thanks to her earlier orgasm.

“Fuck, your pussy is so tight,” he exclaimed as he drove his cock all the way in. “Alright babe, ready for another ride?”

He began pumping into her, each stroke penetrating deeper and deeper into her. He pinned her arms above her head and tried to kiss her. Sarah attempted to move her head away from his advances, but his lips fell on her cheeks and neck, before traveling to cover her mouth and force his tongue inside to caress hers.

As his cock filled her, his own pre-cum displaced some of Sarah’s juices, which oozed down her legs, forming a puddle under her buttocks and staining the soft flannel of her nightgown.

Up and down his naked hips rose and fell. He slammed into her, each stroke feeling like a hammer blow to Sarah as he drove his massive cock into her. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she felt the rising tightness inside her, which she now recognized meant she was on the brink of another orgasm.

Before her body reached its climax, she heard her rapist moan, “Oh, I’m gonna cum. baby!” moments before his first jet launched into her. He hadn’t lasted long but he seemed to cum for a long time, flooding her womb with more and more of his potent sperm as it erupted from his massive tool. Her pussy leaked the sticky white liquid, enlarging the puddle between her thighs.

The man raised himself to kneel over her, letting go of her arms. Sarah cringed in fear as he looked menacingly at her. Slowly he picked something up from the nightstand. It was a pair of her white cotton panties. An evil smile crossed his face as he wiped his cock clean with the thin material, and then used it to wipe her clean too. When he had finished, he screwed them up into and put them with his cloths.

The second man seemed to want to take more time with her. He climbed between her legs, and stood looking down at her swollen pussy. The lips were stretched now and didn’t close completely, allowing a thin trail of cum to leak from between her legs. Her downy blonde pussy hair was matted with the sticky evidence of multiple orgasms. He grabbed her arms and pulled her into a sitting position on the bed.

One of his big hands traveled down her arm, his fingers interlocking with hers. The other hand brushed her long blonde hair to one side. He bent down and his lips closed on her ear, flicking her silver earring, and then sucking in her earlobe. Sarah’s over stimulated body shuddered, and she let out a low moan. He pulled her hand up to cup his crotch as he suckled her throat. Her new rapist heard her gasp quietly as her hand rested on the huge bulge. He let it go and she seemed too dazed to move it.

Now he moved his freed hand to the hem of her nightgown, bunched around her hips. Sarah tensed as he edged up under the flannel cloth, touching her bare legs. He could feel the dampness from two previous fuckings. He pushed her legs a little further apart, and then tried to worm his finger in between the swollen folds. His hand brushed across the soft tuft of hair between her legs. But he was at the wrong angle to be able to penetrate her. He stroked her pussy lips and she shivered as he pulled the finger back.

“Feel that?” He whispered in her ear. “Feel that big cock? It’s all gonna slide into your virgin cunt, baby.”

Sarah’s fingers curled involuntarily around the stiff member hidden in his briefs. The hand that had just tried to enter her now moved to her slim waist. The other slipped from her shoulder to cup her large breast. Then it too fell to her waist.

“Take my drawers off, baby,” he commanded as he guided her hands to the waistband of his briefs. He made her push them down his hips and off. Sarah gasped again as his massive black rod was released from its confinement. It seemed larger than her first had been. Not so much in length, although its 11 inches was clearly longer than James’ had been, but its girth it was enormous.

The man stood, his dark skin shimmering with perspiration in the darkened room, as he held his cock out for her. His other hands still held hers, and he made her reach for it, forcing her slim fingers to attempt to curl around the hard shaft. Her small hands couldn’t make it around him. Every rigid vein seemed to stand out on its surface. As he made her stroke it up and down, Sarah could feel how big and round it was, how it throbbed in her hand.

“Babe you can do better than that,” he murmured.

With that he took her other hand and wrapped it around his cock as well, then he started to screw her hands around it more vigorously, pulling her closer to him as he did. He groaned as he moved forward, his cock inches from her face. Sarah was forced to lean forward as he drew her in close. He placed a big black hand against the back of her head, pulling it toward his swollen cock-head as she opened her mouth to protest. Before she could say anything, he pressed his cock between her open lips. She could barely open wide enough to take his huge cock.

Slowly he worked it into her mouth. He moaned in pleasure as he fucked into her warm opening, her tongue rasped against the thick shaft each time he thrust it between her lips. It was so big she couldn’t take it all in her mouth. His hands on her head just made her bob up and down on the first three inches.

Abruptly, he halted her the movement. He brought his hands up to her smooth round face and forced her to stare up at him.

“You know there’s something wrong here,” he said. “Here I am buck naked letting you suck me off, and I still haven’t seen that body of yours. Guess I’d better do something about that.”

As he stood over her, his hands moved to the buttons on her nightgown and slowly unfastened them one-by-one. Then he pulled the garment off her shoulders and pulled it over her head and off, exposing her naked form to his gaze. Her large, 36C breasts came into view and he whistled. “I love your tits, baby.” He smiled, and paused for a moment so he could take in her body. His eyes scanned up and down her, looking at her down covered bush and the swollen pussy lips that seemed to be begging to accept his cock.

“Now where were we?” he said lowering his lips to hers. Somewhere, Sarah found the energy to resist, but he was relentless, finally capturing her face in his large hands and pressing his lips to hers. The pressure of his lips forced hers open, and he slipped his tongue inside to taste the warm wetness of her mouth. The kiss was long and passionate. He directed her hand to his cock again, helping her stroking it slowly and deliberately.

This time his free hand could wander up her bare thigh to her waiting pussy with ease. He rubbed through the soft hair again before touching her clit. Sarah squirmed, her legs parting a little. He rubbed the hard, damp nub with his thumb as he hooked a thick finger into her pussy. The young nurse grunted through his kiss as the finger slipped into her hot wet hole.

He broke the kiss, lowering his lips to her nipples, sucking and teasing them. Sarah was soon moaning again as yet another orgasm approached. His fingers slipped in and out of her easily, bringing her closer and closer to cumming for him. Then he shoved her backwards onto the bed, slipping his fingers out of her warm snatch. Sarah’s hand fell away from his hard cock as he grasped her thighs and spread them wider to give him better access.

“Now it’s my turn to have you babe,” he smiled. “That sexy white pussy is all mine.”

Using his fingers he gently parted her pussy lips, taking aim between her thighs with his massive shaft. The big cock bounced on her thigh as he knelt on the bed. She groaned under the weight as he lowered himself over her small body. Then he pushed himself up and started to guide his hard shaft toward her.

“Ohhh…,” Sarah groaned as the huge cock started to enter her tight snatch. The swollen, purple head of his manhood had only just slipped past her folds when she orgasmed again. He felt her body twitch and for a moment her pussy clenched around him. As she came hard around him, one last big thrust pushed him all the way into her sopping wet pussy. “Argh!” Sarah cried out loudly. “Ohhh… nossa!”

“Fuck your pussy’s tight baby!” he said as he rested, the tip of his steel rod pressed against the soft barrier of her cervix.

He started sliding in and out of her tight hole, stretching it wide with his monster cock. The big, wet, black shaft slid almost out each time before being thrust back in. His movements were slow at first, getting her use to his enormous maleness as it filled her pussy. Then his thrusts began to gain speed, and the pounding motion in and out of her abused snatch became harder and faster. Sarah groaned and moaned as he sucked on her breast, taking the entire nipple into his mouth, then releasing it slowly, tweaking the nipple with his tongue as he did.

“This is what you wanted isn’t it?” He whispered in her ear, brushing her blonde hair back and kissing her ear and her neck as he started to make short hard thrusts deep into her, making her body twitch.

“Ohhh… ahhh! Please nooo… nossa!” she cried out. Lost in her newest climax, she heard her own voice plead, “Ohhh… Please, y… yes, yes! Don’t stop… p… please!” Sarah’s long legs involuntarily wrapped up around his waist he moved in and out of her throbbing womanhood.

“That’s it sweet thing,” he said. “Take my big black meat in your tight pussy. Let me fill your little sweet cunt with my big cock. Tell me what you want me to do, baby!”

Some part of Sarah’s alcohol and orgasm-clouded mind recoiled as another part found the words her rapist was ordering her to say. “F… fuck me…please f… fuck me!” Her climax intensified as he drove deeper and deeper into her, his thick manhood pounding past her cervix and into her womb. His hard cock was keeping her orgasm going longer than she had imagined possible. He was thrusting up into her harder now. He felt his balls start to tighten as he pounded into Sarah’s tight, wet pussy.

“Oh yes, babe. Such a hot little white pussy… ohhh, yeah!” he groaned. He knew he was close. Still his strokes crashed into her harder and harder, sweat dripping onto the girl below him. “Yeah, take it baby, take it all!”

Sarah’s body seemed to flood with one orgasm after another as the man above her fucked into her over and over again. Her mind seemed to be far away as her body experienced waves of pleasure each time her throbbing pussy came around his massive cock. She moaned and cried out as each climax peaked. All the while his cock pounded away, in and out of her soaked pussy. His hands slipped down to maul her breasts, and tweak her aroused nipples. His mouth found her tit, licking it and sucking the pink nub as though he were nursing at its aching tip. She gasped as he sucked her breast, causing shocks of pleasure that traveled from the taught peak down to her spasming cunt, while his cock pumped in and out of her.

Finally, the he felt his balls tighten, and he thrust his rock hard manhood as deep inside Sarah’s innocent body as he could. The engorged head pierced her cervix and lodged all the way inside her womb as his crotch pressed tightly against her swollen pussy.

“Oh, shit baby… yeah, I’m gonna cum in your tight little pussy!” he called out as his cock exploded. Another load of cum shot into her body. His lips closed over hers as he kissed her deeply. “Yeah, take it little girl, take it all!” He forced his cock even deeper into her causing Sarah to cry out again as load after load of hot cum sprayed up inside her body.

Sarah could feel his cock pulsing in her pussy still, leaking its juice into her. Her hands grasped at the crumpled sheet as she felt him unloading his scalding hot sperm into her waiting womanhood. Her pussy tightened around his huge cock, squeezing it hard. He held his cock there, buried deep inside her for a long time as she continued to throb around him.

“Fuck yes, fuck, fuck,” he called out. “Oh, you’re so good!” Then it was over. He leaned forward kissing her lips and stroking her long, dark blonde hair. “I knew you wanted my black cock in your virgin white pussy, baby. Did you enjoy having me fuck your pretty little pussy?”

Sarah shook her head limply, wanting to deny what had happened, but only managing to whisper, “Uhhh… You… you’re so big ins…side me…”

The man chuckled, “That’s right, my big cock stretched your tight little pussy real nice. I loved fucking your cunt, baby. You can ride my cock anytime.”

Gradually he pulled back, sitting up as he did. His cock slipped from her, leaving a trail of sticky white cum on her thigh. More escaped from her stretched pussy to pool under her. He climbed off the side of the bed and took another look at the young nurse spread eagle on the bed, naked.

The tall black man put his clothes back on, and walked to the door, leaving James still unclothed. He told his friend not to wait for him because he wanted to give Sarah one more New Year’s present. His friend laughed and then left.

Sarah had recovered somewhat, and was now sitting in the center of the bed with her legs drawn up to her chest and her arms around them. James came over to her and looked down into her dazed, flushed face. She looked up at him and pleaded with him, “N… no more, please.”

James knelt on the bed in front of her, and pulled her arms away from her chest. He forced her legs down, spreading them to each side of his body as he did so. He took her head in his hands and leaned over, kissing her roughly on the lips. Lacking the will to resist, Sarah’s mouth opened automatically allowing his tongue to taste hers. The kiss lasted a long time, and grew in intensity until Sarah was gasping for breath as her pussy began to tingle again.

Sarah could feel James’ cock against her leg, becoming slightly sticky with his precum. It was growing harder as it pressed against her inner thigh. James buried his head between her breasts as his tongue traced a path between them, following the faint line of a scar that ran there. Her nipples were hard as he sucked on first one and then the other. He felt the firmness of her ample tits, squeezing them, rubbing his thumbs against her swollen nipples, enjoying the sound as she moaned in pleasure at the sensations he caused.

Her head rolled slowly back and forth in denial as she whispered, “Nooo… Oh please, nooo… o… ssaaa!”

James eased her back up onto the bed as he kissed her neck, spreading her legs wide as he lowered her. He lowered himself down between her legs, the thick head of his manhood rasping along her inner thighs. He took her hand and made her reach down to guide the powerful shaft to her entrance. She moaned as he rubbed the swollen head against her pussy first, making sure that it pressed down hard on her clit. Once more the girl became wet. Then he aimed it at her entrance. She moaned softly as the head spread her lips. Slowly he pushed the steel shaft in, deeper and deeper.

He gradually drove deeper and deeper until he was about half way in, then with one thrust drove it the rest of the way in.

“Ahhh!” Sarah yelped as he was buried deep inside her throbbing sheath.

His face was intense as he slammed into her. The long, thick cock pushed up into her womb, sliding easily in the well-stretched channel. His hands mauled her breasts as he began to pump in and out of her hot body.

Soon the steady noise of their bodies coming together could be heard as he moved in and out of her drenched pussy. Sarah could feel another orgasm building as he played with her aroused nipples. The rough skin of his fingers rubbed against the intensely sensitive tips, making them hard against his touch.

“Ohhh…ohhh,” Sarah whimpered noisily as she passed the point of no return. Then there was a loud moan as her cunt muscles gripped hard around his long cock. She felt him shudder as she writhed beneath him.

James buried his cock deep inside her now, and then started to rock in and out of her tight pussy again. Her moans grew louder as his strokes penetrated deeper into her hot, wet snatch. Seemingly of their own accord, her legs came up around his hips, pulling him farther in. With each stroke, his skilled cock rubbed across her clit sending waves of pleasure through the pretty blonde. Her arms gripped his shoulders as his head lowered to nurse at her beautiful tits.

Sarah had long ago lost count of the number of orgasms she had experienced. As another one crashed down on her helpless body, she cried out, “Ohhh, nossa! P… please, James…!”

James left her breasts and kissed his way up past her neck, licking and sucking at her ear ringed lobe. “You know you like the feel of my big cock inside you, Sarah” he whispered quietly in her ear. “It’s such a big cock for your tight little pussy.” He paused, feeling her vaginal muscles tighten around his shaft. “I know you need my cock Sarah. I know you want me to fuck you,” his voice hissed in her ear, his hand resting on her breast as his thumb rasped over her nipple. Then he nibbled her ear, “Tell me what you want, Sarah. Just like you told my buddy a minute ago.”

Sarah felt her body flush even hotter as she realized that she really had begged the other man to fuck her. She heard herself obey James’ instructions. The words she had never imagined using before tonight tumbled from her mouth, “Uhhh, Uhhh… Ohhh, p… please, James… Oh m… make l…” She caught herself, not wanting to call what was still technically a rape, lovemaking. Somewhere her mind latched onto another word he had used a minute ago, “Ahhh, ahhh, f… fuck me! Please f… fuck me!” she cried out in ecstasy as the swollen head of his manhood began to press past her cervix into her virginal womb.

“Fuck me, ohhh nossa,” she pleaded as his strokes grew faster and faster. “M… make me c… cum! Ahhh, please fuck me harder!”

“Ohhh, Sarah. You’re such a great fuck, baby. You’re so tight and hot,” James responded as his cock drove forcefully into her.

Sarah could feel another orgasm taking over her body. Her pussy throbbed as she responded to his thrusts. Her moans grew louder again as her muscles contracted on his hard cock.

“Ahhh, Sarah!” James exclaimed. “Your cunt is so tight.”

Her juices were flooding her pussy, letting his cock slide easily in and out of her hot channel. Her fingers dug into his biceps as he pumped furiously at the young nurse. Then he let his hard cock slip from her.

“Roll over,” he whispered as he moved his body. Sarah obeyed without thinking, rolling from under him. He didn’t speak, just slapping her round ass with his hand and pulled back on her hips as he knelt between her legs. Instinctively Sarah pulled herself up onto her hands and knees, thrusting her pelvis back as he pulled her toward him.

His hard cock found her wet pussy again. She moaned as it once again claimed her. His strong hands held her full hips as he pumped into her as before. She could feel his balls slapping against her as he thrust up into her pussy. Her breasts hung free below her body, and he reached up with one hand to pinch her large, hard nipples.

“Uhhh… Uhhh, Ohhh, James… ahhh!” she moaned. “You… you’re so h… hard, so b… big inside me!”

“Ahhh, Sarah, I want to fuck your tight pussy all night,” James groaned. “Mmmm, you’re so hot and wet!”

Another orgasm swept Sarah as his cock slid in and out of her. The waves of pleasure left her whole body tingling. Her rapist’s cock was so big and hard. She could feel it throbbing deep inside her as he thrust it in and out of her over stimulated body. The 23-year-old nurse took the long, thick cock into her, the whole nine inches of stiff, throbbing meat pounding into her abused pussy again and again. Sarah could feel drops of sweat hitting her naked shoulders and back as he fucked her pussy, and could feel her own sweat running down her cheeks and onto her breasts as James fucked her harder and harder.

All of a sudden the man between her legs gasped as he gave one final thrust that planted his manhood all the way up inside her formerly innocent womanhood, “Ahh, Sarah, I’m gonna cum in your tight little pussy! Yeah, baby, feel my cum inside you. Feel me knock your pussy up with my hot cum!”

Sarah moaned in despair and pleasure as he shot his load of cum into her fertile pussy. The intensity of his climax sent her back over the edge of her own orgasm, and she came hard around his still loaded cock.

James felt her pussy tighten again, squeezing his rock hard shaft. It was too much for him. The pressure of her orgasm sent a final jet of hot creamy cum pouring into her. He pulled back until he was almost out of her, then drew her hips back toward him again and once again buried his cock as far as he could into her quivering body. Deep inside her womb, Sarah could feel his hard maleness filling her, pulsing inside her, as streams of his cum flooded into her.

As they collapsed to the bed flushed and breathing heavily, James’ cock lay semi-erect against her ass. Cum oozed from her stretched pussy onto the bed again.

He rested a hand on her shoulder, suckling her neck, then her ear. He turned her head and kissed her deeply, finding her unable or unwilling to resist the soft pressure of his tongue as it invaded her again.

“I want to fuck your ass, Sarah,” He whispered in her ear softly after a minute of silently kissing her and fondling her breast. “I would really like that.”

His cock was touching the crack of her butt as the comment was made. It felt so big and strong against her sensitized skin. Sarah just moaned a reply. Her mind was lost as she tried to pretend none of what had happened with this man was real.

“I promise I’ll be gentle,” he reassured her as he moved his cock up against her round ass. His hands parted her buttocks as the cock head touched her small asshole. Obviously, she had never been fucked in the ass before anymore than she had anywhere else before this night. Her mind was so fogged by all that had happened that she could feel nothing but a rising orgasm as his cock pushed slowly forward. Their mingled cum acted as a lubricant as the head popped past her tight hole.

Sarah let out a strangled scream as it entered. Only an inch penetrated her virgin ass on the first thrust. A second buried more of it in her, and a third buried nearly the whole shaft, expanding her small asshole as it forced itself in. The sensation of his entry sent another wave of orgasm through her body.

“Ohhh…you are tight Sarah!” he groaned as he began to fuck her.

“Please, no more!” Sarah begged.

James waited for her to stop shuddering before beginning to ease his cock in and out of her. He had turned her onto her side, raising her left leg slightly to give him better access. His thrusts were very gentle now. He didn’t want to hurt her as his enormous cock moved inside her tight ass. In and out he pumped slowly.

“God, your ass is so tight, Sarah,” James exclaimed. “Oh, yes, this is so good!”

“Ahhh, James, oh, please don’t!” Sarah moaned, as he played with her breasts, all the while pumping harder and deeper into her.

His pace picked up a little more as his cock pushed in deeper and deeper. Sarah felt his balls begin hitting her rounded asscheeks and knew he was all the way inside her. James reached around to play with her pussy, tweaking her clit with his thumb and fingering her wet opening.

“Ohhh…” Sarah moaned as his hard thick cock drove in and out of her ass. She had yet another orgasm during this long fuck, as he finger-fucked her in time with the thrusts into her bottom. It seemed to go on forever as he fondled her breasts. Then she felt his body stiffen. His breathing became shallow and he held her ass still against him with one hand while squeezing hard on her breast with the other. With an amazing display of control, he kept himself from cumming, and carefully pulled out of her aching bottom.

After a long moment when she began to wonder what could possibly happen next, James rolled onto his back, and pulled her on top of him to sit straddling his hips. His hands reached up to cup her firm tits.

“One last fuck, Sarah. I want you to learn how to ride my cock.” He took her hand and made her lift his manhood until it stood aimed at her dripping snatch. With his other hand, he raised her up until the thick head of his cock was poised against her pink, swollen folds. “Put it inside you, baby,” he commanded.

Sarah obeyed, sliding down his long, thick pole, filling herself with his stiff manhood. He began moving inside her, and for what seemed like hours, James taught her to ride his massive mount like a pro. After fucking her to orgasm twice more, Sarah’s rapist sat up with his cock still firmly planted in her pussy, and lowered her until she was propped against the bed pillows.

She parted her legs wider as he began to fuck her again, lifting her knees to plant her feet firmly on the bed. His steel rod split her pussy again and again as he entered her. His cock was so big and hard. She could feel it throbbing deep inside as he stroked it in and out of her.

James kissed her mouth roughly before turning his attention to her neck, where he found a spot in the hollow of her throat that nearly brought her to orgasm when he sucked on the sensitive skin there. He moved lower to suckle her tits, again nearly making her cum for him as he took each taut peak into his mouth and lightly nipped at the sensitive tip. He continued to pound her pussy as he ministered to her body’s needs.

“Say it, Sarah,” he murmured against the warm skin of her breast. “I know you need me to fuck your pussy and knock you up with my cum. Say it!”

Again Sarah heard her mouth whimper, “Y… yes, James. Ohhh…please, y… yes, yes!” she pleaded, “Please fuck me… my p… pussy, please!”

His orgasm came on him more quickly this time. He thrust into her one final time, again piercing her cervix and coming to rest deep inside her fertile, virgin womb. The pressure of his massive cock inside her deepest place sent her into one last incredible orgasm. She screamed out loud as her pussy clenched tightly around his cock. James couldn’t hold it back any longer, and launched his cum into her waiting body.

“Ahhh, Oh shit, Sarah, you’re such a good fuck, baby!”

Sarah felt his cock expand deep within her womanhood and then explode with a flood of cum. The steaming hot liquid erupted into her and forced his cock back out of her overfilled cunt. This time he made no attempt to hold it in, letting it leave her well-fucked body. He was still cumming as he left her pussy, and the last of his seed sprayed over her belly and breasts, one stream launching all the way to her face and hair. James moved his hands over her heaving body, spreading the thick liquid over her smooth skin. More cum spilled out of her no-longer-virgin hole and collected on the sheets as he kissed her neck again.

They lay together for a moment before James spoke. “You’re a wonderful fuck, Sarah,” he said in her ear. His mouth found the sensitive hollow of her throat again, and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath from her.

He kissed her deeply again before getting off the bed and gathering up his clothing. When he was dressed, he came over to her and gently rubbed her soft mound.

“Happy New Year, Sarah. I’ll bet you had a more exciting evening than your friends did, after-all.”

Sarah watched in a daze as he left the room, locking the door as he went. The clock on the nightstand showed that it was 2:13 when she stumbled back into the bathroom to clean herself off. She had been fucked for almost two hours, and her co-workers had still not come back from partying. One thing was sure. She no longer wondered what they could find to do for all that time.