The Orgasmic Check-up
I’ve been a gynecologist for several years now. I love the female body, and its entire splendor. The curve of flesh riding over muscle, and the sweet aroma that a woman gives off when she is at her sexual peak. I love the sensual and sexual arousal that women give me, and most times, it’s not so hard doing my job, but other times, it’s downright cruel, unjust and tough to be who and what I am.
I stepped into exam room 4 on a hot August day. Our air conditioning system had failed and the whole office was very hot. Me, being in charge of things, I gave most of the staff left, the rest of the day off. I insisted that they do rescheduling of the afternoon appointments, making them for the next day when I could get the AC fixed. One particular patient was not so cooperative. She refused to be rescheduled, insisting that she needed to be seen right away.
I was very hesitant on seeing her, but when it comes to a patient that says she needs to be seen right away, I always was a sucker. I looked at the appointment book and saw that she only had a yearly exam scheduled, which included a breast and pelvic examination. I agreed to see her as requested.
I reviewed a few charts and tidied up the place, restocking gowns, paper towels, soap and gloves before she arrived. The receptionist let her in, showed her to the exam room, and paged me from my office before leaving for the day. I wiped the sweat from my brow and placed on my lab coat before entering exam room 4. I grabbed the chart from the door and read over the brief history knocking on the door.
My patient was a 30 year- old female who wanted a complete physical exam. I stepped into the room and introduced myself, but not before noticing how incredibly beautiful she was.
“Hello, I’m Doctor Smooch,” I said, as I looked over her chart.
“Hi Dr. S,” she stated with a smile, already disrobed and in the hospital gown that was provided for her.
“I apologize for the heat. Our air conditioning unit went on the blink.”
“I don’t mind the heat. It makes things a little more interesting.”
I looked up from the chart to her gorgeous face. Her hair was a raven black, and her eyes were hazel. Her lips pouted a little and her neck is long and slender. I didn’t really know exactly what she was talking about, but I smiled and nodded congenially just the same and lowered my head back to her chart.
After I had read all that I needed to read, I looked up from her chart to note that she had the gown open, and her breasts were already exposed to me. I sat her chart on the counter and stepped to the exam table. Her breasts were incredibly large and shapely. Her nipples were very hard, which indicated to me that she was experiencing some sort of sexual arousal. They reminded me of fresh picked blackberries. I cleared my throat, pushing that thought aside and smiled at her.
“Ok, let’s begin. Shall we?”
I began at the left breast kneading the soft tissue, feeling for any abnormal lumps in the breasts tissue or surrounding glands. She moaned a little as my hand grazed the hardened flesh of her nipple, which was purely accidental, but hearing her moan out like that sent a wave of pleasure straight to my cock. It was lucky for me that I had a long lab coat on that was concealing the stirring of my cock behind it.
I moved to the other breast, and the sleeve of my lab coat must have dragged across her nipple as I moved to the other side. She moaned out again, closing her eyes and arching her back toward me, and lifting her beautiful breasts up more than was required.
Now, I’ve seen lots of women before in my profession, but none that got sexually excited from having an exam. I love all women; tall, short, heavy, thin, large breasted and small, but something about this woman, right then and there, gave me such a sexual rush. I leaned forward into the exam table she was laying on, pressing my aroused cock flush against its hard cold steel surface, praying that my cock would return to its normal sleeping state.
I kneaded the right breast as I had done to the one prior, and completed my exam of the soft fleshy tissue. I stepped back to her chart and jotted down, that no abnormal lumps were felt. My cock was swelling by the second. I could feel it pressing against my trousers and prayed that she didn’t see it. I then grabbed a pair of gloves from the box on the counter and stepped to the end of the table where she already had placed her legs in the stirrups, and had moved her bottom to the end of the table. I pulled my chair closer to the end of the table and adjusted my light. She had the most beautiful cunt I’d ever seen. I could tell it was clearly aroused by the width and puffiness of her vulva. Her clitoris peaked through the labia, hard and erect. Her pubic hair was trimmed very short, down the center of her gash, leaving it bald and smooth as a baby’s bottom, but trimmed longer on either side, a sight I had never seen before.
I told her that I was going to begin my exam and that she would feel a little pressure, so that she should relax and take slow deep breaths if the pressure became too uncomfortable for her. She closed her eyes and I began my exam. I looked closely at the outer vulva and the way her clitoris protruded out from behind its protective hood. My cock was now jumping inside my pants, and throbbing against my leg. I’d never been turned on by this before, and feared that my lack of sex in the past few weeks might be the reason for my excitement. I lubricated my fingers and inserted two of them into her vagina, and she moaned out loudly, pressing her vagina down against my fingers, causing them to push deeper into her canal. Her muscles clenched around my fingers, sucking at them, and drawing them in deeper. I found that I had closed my eyes and was thoroughly enjoying the feel of her warm cunt against my gloved fingers as they slipped farther into her body.
I lost all sense of time and space, and I was no longer the doctor, but a hopeful lover to this woman in my head. When I finally caught myself and opened my eyes to look at her. She had her eyes closed and she was caressing her breasts and tweaking at her hardened nipples. My cock lurched and thumped against my trousers and my body longed to touch hers in more than a professional manner. She opened her eyes and looked at me.
“I feel something, right there, Doc,” she said, as I was ready to withdraw my fingers from her and tell her the exam was complete.
“Right where?” I stated, pausing for a moment as she rocked her pelvis on my fingers.
“Back up a little. More toward the top,” she said, as I pushed my fingers back up inside her toward her cervix, gingerly feeling for what I might have missed the first time in.
“There!” she said, as her eyes closed, and she pressed down hard on my fingers.
“Right there,” she moaned. “Can you feel that?”
I could feel nothing out of the ordinary. I was watching her face intently and feeling around inside of her for what she stated I was supposed to feel, but still I felt nothing.
She continued to play with her breasts and nipples, and my cock continued to grow and strain against my trouser and my lab coat. I looked down at myself and saw the imprint of my cock through my lab coat that usually hung loosely around me. I started to withdraw my fingers from her overly lubricated cunt, when she reached for my forearm and pulled my hand flush to her vulva. I sucked in a deep breath, saying oh God in my head as she began to pump my fingers in and out of her own cunt. My cock jerked violently and the spasms sent cum shooting all over the inside of my pants. I pressed my free hand against it, wishing it to stop, but feeling the pulses of it as it emptied itself out in my boxer shorts was more than exciting and wonderfully new to me. I moaned as the last of the spasms released and the thick liquid of from my cock oozed down my leg.
“It hurts sometimes, Doc, but when it’s massaged, it feels much better. Massage it for me Doc?” she said, in a sweet low kitten purr.
I lost myself right there. All my professionalism went right out of me like my cum had, moments earlier. I pressed my fingers back into her sweet oozing hole and pumped my fingers in and out of her. Her eyes rolled and legs began to twitch, I knew that she was nearing orgasm. I wanted to pull my cock from my pants and fuck her hard and fast, but I knew that wasn’t allowed from a professional standpoint.
I pulled my fingers out from her wet sloshing cunt, and stripped them from their gloves with lightening speed. I pushed my bare fingers back up inside her, and pumped them in and out very hard and very fast, bringing her to the brink of orgasm within minutes. She was much wetter than the lubricating jelly I had used when I started my exam, and all the slipperiness brewed the hunger in me even more. I used my thumb to massage her large swollen clit as the jerks of her orgasm began.
Her muscles contracted and sucked my finger deeper into her wet cunt as she began to squirt on my forearm and the table. I watched her beautiful body convulse and shake as the last of her orgasm dwindled away. I couldn’t take it anymore, and reached for my lab coat with my free hand, pulling it open with one hand and fumbling for the zipper on my trousers. I pulled my cock free from my pants and jerked it quickly in my hand while withdrawing her flowing juices from her cunt with the hand that was still buried in her beautiful cunt.
“Is this what you wanted? And why you had to see me so urgently today?” I grunted, as she sat up on her elbows and looked down at my large hardened cock that was pulsing and oozing in my hand.
“Yes, that is part of what I wanted. But what I want and need now, is that cock. I’ve wanted some of your cock since I first saw you. Lucky for me that the office is closed for the rest of the day, and that I have you all to myself. I knew that if I were to have you, which today would be the perfect day. Come give me some of the beautiful cock.”
She needed to say no more. I had the head of my cock positioned at the entrance to her gash in no time. I spread her swollen lips apart with my fingers, and pushed the thick head of my cock into her wet hole while my thumb worked on her clit. God, did she feel tight, wet, and oh so good on my swollen, engorged cock. I slammed my cock in and out of her with lightening speed. All her teasing and having me finger her hole for some imaginary pain that she felt, had my cock hard as steel and ready to ram the living shit out of her. I groped at her breasts, squeezing them hard and tight as my cock drove itself in and out of her with long deep strokes. I have never been this turned on like this by a patient in all the years I’ve practiced medicine.
I fucked her hard and deep, feeling my balls tighten again and the head of my cock swelling even more. I was rigid and ready to explode deep inside of her wet cunt at any given moment. I stepped up on the little step that allows the patients to get onto the table with ease. I wanted to get up there so that I could take one of those tasty nipples into my mouth and suck it while fucking the shit out of her tight wet cunt. As soon as my tongue touched the hardened nub, I wanted to cum, spraying my cum deep inside of her, but I couldn’t take that chance. I was already in serious violation of my medical ethics and a pregnancy is something I needed.
I pumped her hard a deep for a few more minutes, praying that my ejaculation would hold off, but my balls were tighter than they were before and I knew it wouldn’t be long, now that I was buried up to my balls in her juicy wet cunt. I wanted to get all I could of this sweet cunt before I would cum, and then it would be over. I released her nipple from my mouth with much resistance from my tongue, and grabbed onto her legs that were still in the stirrups. I held them wide and pulled her weight to me with each thrust. I pulled out of her as the first sensations of ejaculation came on. I ran to the trashcan and jerked feverishly at my cock, expelling my cum on the used table paper that many woman have laid on, that now lay in the bottom of the can. Thick hot jets of cum plopped onto the paper making it crinkle under its weight, and I felt as if there was so much more yet to go. I felt her hand on my ass, massaging and kneading it as I had done to her breasts in the first part of the exam. I looked over to the side to find her head was peering around my shoulder as she watched me jerk the last drops of cum from my cock and into the can.
She stuck her hand out and caught the last few squirts of my cum on her fingers. She brought her fingers to my lips and smeared my juices all over them, before licking the rest of my cum off her fingers, herself. I licked my lips instinctively and watched her feast on her own fingers, licking every stray drop of my cum from around them, and in between them. I finished with a good grunt and tucked my cock back in my pants. I watched her strip off the gown and toss it into the laundry bin. She sauntered around the room naked, making sure that she bent over in front of me to retrieve her panties from the floor so that I could get a nice good look at her plump ass and still swollen labia. I watched as her long legs slipped into the panties, and I watched closely as she tugged them up over her shapely hips. I couldn’t believe that my cock was buried inside of her only moments ago. What had I done?
I watched her slip on her shirt and pull on her jeans as I tried to jot down case notes. I watched her from the corner of my eye drinking in all of her beauty and sexuality.
“Do you think I should schedule another appointment with you Doc? You know, to check out that pain I’ve been having a little more thoroughly?”
I finished jotting my notes and turned to her. She was running her tongue between her index and middle finger, while her eyes looked intently on my face.
“I guess we should, if it’s still bothering you in a week or so. Give me a call and we’ll see what day works out for you.”
She smiled at me and headed for the door. I walked her to the front desk, thinking that I would pencil her in for the following week anyway. I scheduled her next appointment for one week to the day. I was already anticipating getting between those sexy legs again, and having my hands and lips wrapped around those beautiful fully erect blackberry nipples. My cock began to twitch to life again with the thought of getting to examine her all over again in a week’s time. I hurried her out of the office before I got hard again, and would have to take her again, right there in the front office.
She thanked me kindly and walked out the door. I locked the door behind her and headed into my office with her chart. I closed my door and put my head on the desk as the replay of what had just occurred played over in my head again. My cock was hard once again and throbbing, begging to be touched. I leaned back in my chair and took my semi hard cock from my trousers, and stared at it as it hardened in the palm of my hand. The cum spot on my trousers was still very wet, and it turned me on even more just looking at it, knowing what had transpired and what was to come on her next visit.
I pulled on my cock and jerked it with long slow strokes as her face, body, tits, and cunt flashed in my mind. I increased the pace with each new thought about her and how I had just fucked one of my most beautiful patients on an exam table in my office. I had to jerk off one more time before I left the office for the day. I laid my head back on the chair and closed my eyes. I rubbed my cock, massaged my balls that seemed heavier than they had been this morning in the shower. This would be the second time today that I had jerked off. The only difference was that this time, it was from reliving a good time with a beautiful patient, and not from some fantasy I had conjured up just to get off.
I stroked and played with my balls, squeezing them in my hand as I pushed and pulled on my cock shaft. I felt the familiar tightening of my scrotum, and grabbed a handful of tissues from the corner of my desk. I blew my wad, stroking my cock until the last spasm finished and my cock fell limply in my hand. I cleaned myself off, grabbed my briefcase, turned off the lights and headed home.
The Bet – Double or Nothing
It was bowling night for Victor Smith and his friends from the football team, and the crew was making the most of their first week of freedom as high school graduates. There was so much whooping and high-fiving going on that Victor didn’t even notice the girl in the lane beside him until they were halfway through their first game. It was Selene Spencer, his next door neighbor and long-time nemesis. They caught eyes before he could look away and belately both gave the each other the usual mutual sneer of disrespect.
Victor and Selene had grown up together, their houses were right across the street. They had been best friends from toddlers to their early teen years, playing together from dawn to dusk most every chance they got. They were both good athletes and shared a competitive spirit, which had sometimes lead to knock down drag out fights, though they were always friends again within a few days.
As they became teenagers they began to drift apart, and by the time they were in high school they had become like night and day. Victor hit a growth spurt and was 6’4 and over 200 pounds by his freshman year, and became a big time football player. He liked to fish and hunts and was what you would describe as a real man’s man. Selene was a 5’8, 120 pound spitfire, a top notch gymnast and environmental activist. During the high school years it seemed liked they were constantly on opposing sides of everything, so they seemed to be in constant confrontation mode. In fact, everybody in school was well aware of the ongoing battle; they called it the Tail-Spin feud. Now that they were both 18 and graduated from high school, they had little chance for future interaction.
As fate would have it, they both ended up in position to bowl right beside each other at the same time. They couldn’t help but acknowledge each other.
“Hello Selene,” he mumbled.
“Hello Victor,” she countered.
They both started forward at the same time and then stopped. Victor stepped back and gave a gentlemanly sweep of the hand.
“Ladies first,” he said with a slightly smug smile.
Selene nodded politely and set up to bowl again. Just as she was getting ready for the first step forward she stopped and got a mischievous look on her face. She looked sideways at Victor.
“Best ball wins a turtle ride,” she challenged.
Victor looked blankly at her for a second, and then a flashed image formed in his head and a smile came to his face. A turtle ride was something they used to do when they were kids – the rider would get on the other one’s back to carry them across the creek. Victor was smiling at both the memory and the ridiculous image of Selene carrying him on her back.
“You’re on,” he grinned.
Selene lined up and rolled her ball smoothly down the lane like a pro, curving it in from the side. Though the ball was in perfect position, somehow one pin remained standing. Still, when she walked back she looked pretty confident.
“Nine pins,” she said confidently and with a raised eyebrow. “I’ve been watching you bowl, you’ll be lucky to get five.”
Victor feigned seriousness. “But that was before I knew the stakes,” he said. “A turtle ride is no laughing matter.”
He stumbled down the lane with all the finesse of a blind rhino, let the ball loose too late and sent it crashing down in the middle of the lane. In an act of random stupid luck, the ball somehow found a way to take out all ten pins, making Victor the winner.
He was grinning from ear to ear as he sauntered back towards Selene, who stood with her hands on her hips and her mouth hanging wide open.
“It’s all in the wrist,” he said smugly. He pointed to her shirt and added, “Too bad you only eat vegetables, with a little more protein you may have gotten that last pin down.”
Selene looked down at the shirt she was wearing and blushed. Vegetarians Do It Better, it read. She had been a dedicated vegetarian since she turned 15. She felt her blood boil as she recalled a rather spirited debate she had with Victor over the subject in debate class. Selene had argued that vegetarians were better for the environment, while Victor argued that meat eating was necessary for human survival.
A few frames later they both ended up beside each other ready to bowl again. Victor was looking the other way to hide a smug grin, but as he was standing there he felt a determined tap on his shoulder. He turned to see Selene looking at him sweetly.
“How ’bout double or nothing?” she asked.
Victor had another flashback to youth. Back when they were kids, Victor and Selene had a standing agreement on bets that allowed the loser to request double or nothing. If the loser lost the new bet, they would have to pay double, but if they won, they owed nothing.
“I’ll take that bet,” he said. “But I get to set the stakes.”
“Fine,” she answered.
Victor thought for a moment before answering. “Okay, if I win this, you have to wear my favorite shirt around for a day.”
“What does your favorite shirt say?” she asked.
“Meat lovers have more fun,” he grinned.
Selene grimaced. “Whatever, there is no way I’m losing again.”
Unfortunately, the pressure got the better of her and she threw a weak ball that only knocked down seven pins. Victor stepped up with nothing to lose and threw a horrible looking ball that somehow managed to knock down eight pins, leaving the two in opposite corners. Selene had lost again, but she was already planning ahead.
“Double or nothing you can’t finish that spare,” she challenged.
“Hmm, the seven-ten split is practically impossible, so the stakes will have to be high,” he said. “I’ll tell you what, if I win, you have to change into my shirt in front of me.”
Without thinking of the implications of that, Selene just shrugged. “Go for it, you’re never going to make that shot.”
She knew it was a safe bet. He also knew he didn’t have a chance, he expected to lose. But they were both wrong. Somehow Victor’s ball caught the seven pin at just the right angle to send it sliding over to nick the ten pin. They both watched the ten pin slowly teeter back and forth and then fall down. Victor’s pals and everyone who saw it roared with approval—and they didn’t even know about the bet he’d won.
Selene turned three shades of red as she realized what she’d done.
“Let’s see,” said Victor. “A turtle ride, you have to wear my shirt for a day, and I get to see you topless…I’m not such a lousy bowler after all.”
Selene seethed all the way back to her chair. It was several frames before she recovered enough to think straight. Victor was trying not to be too smug, but every time he looked at her he couldn’t help laughing. He had finished bowling and was packing up to leave when Selene walked up and stuck a little finger into his chest.
“Ping pong,” she said. “Tomorrow noon in my house.” Then she stomped off.
Victor’s friends, who knew they didn’t get along too well, asked what that was all about, but Victor didn’t even hear them. He was remembering another childhood rule they had—no matter what the bet was, the loser could bail out of it by winning at Ping Pong. He couldn’t help smiling thinking about some of the epic games that had taken place in her playroom. Most, he remembered, she had won.
The next day at noon Victor showed up at the appointed time at Selene’s house. Selene answered the door herself, and Victor immediately recognized an early strategy — distraction. She was wearing short silky shorts and a cut-off shirt that showed off her toned abs, and she smelled deliciously of a light fresh perfume. Her summer tan looked awesome, and she smiled sweetly at him.
“How very nice to see you Victor,” she said, using the name he hadn’t heard in 10 years. “I’m looking forward to playing some ping pong.” She turned and led the way in, giving Victor an eyeful of her well toned body.
He had not been in Selene’s house in many years, but he remembered the way to the game room, so he found himself watching her instead of watching where he was going. As Victor watched her walking in front of him it struck him that he had never really noticed what a damm hot little body she had. Usually when he looked at her he was too irritated to notice.
“Wow, I remember this place being a lot bigger,” Victor said as they walked into the playroom.
“Would you like a cold one?” Selene asked, pointing to a bucket filled with ice and beer.
“Ah… are your folks home?” Victor asked nervously.
“Out of town for two weeks,” she said. “Please have one.”
“That’s ok,” Victor winked. “I want to be at my best for this.”
“Okay then, let’s play then,” Selene said, tossing him a paddle.
“Wait, first we have to establish what the stakes are, you have to double up,” Victor said. “Last time I checked, you owe me a turtle ride, you have to wear my shirt for a day, and you.. uh, you have to take your shirt off in front of me.”
“Hmm, so I would have to really raise the stakes from there wouldn’t I,” Selene said. She walked over to him and stood right in front of him. She paused momentarily looking him up and down, and then slowly said, “I’ll tell you what….double or nothing……..if you win…….you get to see me ………. completely…….naked.”
She stared intently at him and Victor felt the blood leave his head as he heard the words. He stood in stunned, cold sweat silence as Selene turned and walked slowly away from him. “Maybe I will have that beer,” he said.
Selene smiled. Her plan was working perfectly.
So perfectly, in fact, that she raced ahead to a 7 – 1 lead by the time Victor had finished his second beer and realized they were actually playing. She was wearing him out—not from the ping pong, but from sauntering around the table, bending over, even blowing on the balls before serving. He was putty in her hands. All he could think about was her being naked, and that wasn’t helping his game.
He did make up a little ground, but she was up 15-9 when there was a dramatic, long point. She was sending him running back and forth and finally hit a huge slam, which he somehow managed to dive and hit, sending a long, high shot, that by some miracle came down and glanced off the very corner of the table.
That was a turning point and from then on, she froze up, and he could seemingly do no wrong. When the final point ended with him winning 21-19, she hurled her paddle across the room and screamed. So much for the sex kitten ploy.
Victor could hardly believe he won, he had fully expected to lose. He stood with a stupid grin and watched her jumping around in a fury, but by now he had been betwixted by her and he couldn’t help noticing how sexy she looked. He decided the best thing was to be a gentleman about the situation.
“Selene, you don’t have to pay off that bet, it was just a joke,” he said.
She looked at him with eyes or irrational fury. “No way,” she hollered, coming over to stand right in front of him again. “I want double or nothing again.” She really did hate the very idea that she could lose.
Victor was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. He felt bad about winning the bet, but he was also getting more and more aroused by this angry little vixen standing in front of him, especially when he envisioned her getting naked for him. So aroused in fact that his thoughts were begining transfer to physcial signs in his gym shorts, and for a second he thought she noticed. Her head was about chest high on him when they were both standing.
She reached up to put a finger into his chest. “Double or nothing, here’s the bet,” thinking quickly she said. “If you go 100% vegetarian for one week, don’t eat any meat, then I’ll …”
Her voice trailed off in a mixture of anger and confusion as she looked for the right words. Then she looked down and noticed the know bulging erection in his shorts.
“I’ll let you put that,” she said pointing to his cock, ’anywhere you want.” and her words trailed off to a momentary silence.
“It?” Victor said.
Selene looked down and pointed again, so there would be no doubt. “It,” she answered.
“Anywhere?” Victor asked.
“Anywhere,” she answered. “No meat for a whole week.”
A few hours later, Victor was still sitting on the curb in front of his house, looking toward Selene’s house. His shock came on multiple levels. He had been offered the chance to screw the neighbor that he had thought he had hated for many years, and any way he wanted it. But he had to go without meat for a week. Selene was smart she had picked perhaps his biggest weakness. He had no sooner started the clock on the deal before his mind became dominated by two thoughts. One thought had him pounding Selene’s sweet little arse, and the other thought was chewing on a nice juicy steak.
As the week went by seemingly very slowly, his mind was continously filled with variations of those two thoughts. One night he even dreamed about screwing her while eating fried chicken. Selene didn’t make it any easier for him either. One night she sent over a pepperoni pizza. Another night she had a bunch of friends over and cooked hot dogs on the grill—in her front yard. She even followed him to a restaurant, hoping to catch him cheating, and she paid the waitress $20 to bring him a juicy ribeye instead of the salad he had ordered.
But Victor stayed strong for the full week. In fact, he was a bot surprised at how much better he felt going vegetarian, he had anticpated it would make him weak and tired, but he actually felt pretty good.
So exactly one week after Selene had made her fateful double or nothing bet, at 5 pm on a rainy summer day, the doorbell rang on her front door, and there stood Victor, looking like a kid on Christmas morning, albeit without turkey for dinner.
Selene answered the door in a silky short robe, and Victor was impressed because he had thought that maybe she would try to uglify herself in an effort to get him to opt out of the bet. But no she looked very cute, though she did have a somewhat ill, resigned look on her face.
“You know that I have not eaten meat for a week,” he said matter of factly.
“Ok, let’s just get this over with,” she said, turning to walk into the house.
She led him upstairs to her bedroom, which looked only vaguely familiar to him. She stopped in the middle of the room and turned to face him.
“Okay, well, I guess…” she started. “Where do you want to put it?”
Victor was suddenly nervous and uncomfortable, but he couldn’t help chuckling. “You sure know how to talk sweet to a guy,” he smiled.
He took a deep breath. “Look Selene, you’ve proved your point, I know you are good for paying off a bet, but I’m not going to ask you to do this, seriously it was all in fun.”
She interrupted him almost before he was finished. “No way Victor, I will honor my bet,” she stammered, fire in her eyes.
Damn, she was still as stubborn and hard-headed as she was ten years ago, he thought.
“I’m sorry I just don’t want you to do something you don’t want to do,” he said firmly.
“I don’t want to do it, I have to do it,” she glared. “Now take off your clothes.”
It wasn’t a request, and Victor somewhat reluctantly decided he didn’t really have a choice. He dutifully stripped down to his boxers and stood in front of her.
Selene may have been angry and determined about losing the bet, but seeing Victor in front of her in his boxers actually took her breath away. He was tall, tan, perfectly toned and muscular. She couldn’t help but let her eyes move up and down, slowly taking him in. At some point during the past week, as it looked more likely that she was going to lose, she had decided she might as well go ahead and enjoy it. She thought to hersself that she was already enjoying just looking at him, and a slight smile crossed her lips.
After a few moments of standing in silence, she reached in front of her and loosened the tie on her robe, moved it slowly open, and then shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it slide away to the floor. She stood in front of him, completely nude.
Victor was totally stunned. He was stunned first by the sudden realization that this was really happening, and secondly by the further awareness that Selene had an absolutely amazing body. Her breasts were fabulous, bigger than he expected and beautifully shaped. Her tone stomach led down to athletic hips and legs. Her whole body was as near to completely perfect as any man could desire. His eyes moved slowly over every inch of her. This erotic moment was heighten even further by the realisation that her fabulous little body was at his full beck and call.
“Well?” her voice broke the long silence.
“Selene, you are absolutely stunning,” he stammered, after closing his gaping mouth.
“I know that,” she said. “I mean, where do you want….to put…it?”
Victor was still too stunned to say much of anything, as his mind raced through all the different options available to him.
After a few moments of mouth gaping, Selene walked over to him, and smiled. “It looks like I’m going to need to help you out,” she said.
She slipped her fingers inside his boxers and slowly pulled them down for him. Halfway down, she caught a full glimpse of Victor’s fully erect package and she gasped quietly. Selene had not seen a lot of cocks in her lifetime. She was not completely inexperienced. But she was not prepared for this.
Victor was big. Even for a 6’4, 250 pound man, his cock was bigger than her most vivid imagination. She felt her knees go slightly weak as she knelt down in front of him and looked sensually upon his manhood. Her eyes traced his body, as she became fully aware of the fact that the perfect male specimen was standing naked in her room. And he had a very big, very nice cock, and now she couldn’t take her eyes off of it.
Victor broke the silence. “I think I’d like to put it in your hand,” he said.
It took Selene a few seconds to snap out of her trance and obey this simple command. Still on her knees, she reached slowly forward with her hand. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were now huge, as her thin, delicate fingers came into contact with the rock hard monster. Her touch caused his cock to twitch, which made her jump and then giggle nervously. Mesmerized, she reached out again, and she took him into her hand, maintaining a light grip as she caressed her hand up to the top of the shaft, and then all the way back down to the base.
Feeling the soft touch of her hand lightly stroking him, Victor had completely forgotten to breathe. The lightness of her touch was almost ticklish, and he fought the urge to twitch again.
Selene felt him throbbing, and she gradually increased the pressure of her grip each time she moved her hand up and down the shaft. He may have won the bet, but she was currently in full control. She shuffled forward a bit, moving her face to within a few inches of him, and put her other hand on his cock, and then both hands were working up and down, and when she looked up at him he moaned in satisfaction.
Being a horny young teen he knew he wouldn’t last long, and when she quickened her pace jerking him off he could feel his orgasm coming. He tried to warn her with a groan, but it was too late.
He exploded, shooting off into the air, into her hands, all over her. He was too caught up in the moment to control it at all, he nearly passed out and was unable to see for a few seconds. When he gained some control of his faculties and looked down, there was Selene on her knees in front of him, her hands, her chest, part of her face covered. Her mouth was open and she looked like she was both stunned and furious.
“Selene, I’m sorry, I lost control,” he stammered, waiting for the inevitable tirade.
She looked up at him for a few seconds, and then the furious angry look melted into an almost satisfied grin. “That’s ok,” she said. “It happens.”
To his stunned surprise, Selene then rubbed the fluid from her hands over her chest, and then reclined back in front of him. Completely caught up in the moment, she put on a sexy show, rubbing his cum all over her torso, and even making a show of licking it off her fingers.
Now it was Victor’s turn to be mesmerized. His former arch nemesis, suddenly turned into a sexual vixen, laying in front of him covering herself in his cum. He pinched himself to make sure it wasn’t a dream.
“I’m kinda enjoying this whole sexual slave thing,” Selene said softly. “Tell me where you want to put it next.”
As she said it, she put a finger in her mouth and let it slide out very, very slowly, her eyes on him the whole time. Victor gasped, and realized quickly that he had already become aroused again. It didn’t take him long to answer. “Oh I want it in your mouth,” he said.
As if some kind of switch had gone off in Selene, and she had gone from hating Victor’s guts to being incredibly aroused at being his pleasure toy. She rose to her knees again and brought her little mouth down onto his cock. Despite her best effort, she could only take about half of him in, but what she lacked in depth she made up for in enthusiasm. Victor was stunned and shocked watching how hungrily she sucked on him, moaning and cooing as she licked his head and then plunged him deep into her mouth.
Cassandra’s Sweet Revenge
I know that revenge is wrong! At least that is what everyone says. However, in Cassandra’s case it was not only right, it was extra sweet!
Now you have to first know Cassandra back then, when it first began. Cassandra is the kind of woman that bloomed late in life. When she was in high school she was on the chubby side, okay she was fat! And she did not seem to have the kind of personality that jumped out at you. For the most part she was a quiet and shy girl. She only had a few real friends. Her mom insisted that she not cut her brown hair, so it was long and always looked stringy. She did not wear makeup and her clothes were always real baggy. She was only 5′-6″ tall and we won’t say what her weight was. But you get the picture, right?
The most traumatic time for her was during high school years. One weekend her neighbour, Andrew and his friends decided that she was going to be their favourite toy for the weekend. It was all Andrew’s idea in the first place. He knew that Cassandra wanted to fit it so badly, and to be a part of the “in” crowd. He also knew that her parents were gone for the weekend so it would be the perfect time for their “party.”
Andrew was cunning and smart; and to me he was a real creep. However, he was in the “in” crowd so that made all the difference. I never heard the entire story about what happened. I only pieced together the bits and pieces I heard. Andrew and his friends came over to Cassandra’s house and they all started drinking and smoking dope. Pretty soon they had Cassandra flying high so when they thought that she was drunk and stoned enough, they teased her, joked with her, and encouraged her into dancing for them. Then they got her to strip for them until she was naked as the day she was born.
Then Andrew and his friends decided that they were ready for the next step in their nasty little plan. They all got naked too! Now you can guess what happened to poor Cassandra! They spent the rest of the night and all the next day fucking her all over. Even when she sobered up they kept it going because they videotaped her earlier, dancing and sucking their dicks. Now it was blackmail pure and simple. When they finally had finished, late Saturday evening, poor Cassandra and been fucked in every hole and had sucked every dick at least twice! Andrew just laughed at her as he left her house with her lying on the bed in her room, naked, covered in cum, and crying.
Now I came onto the scene several years later. Cassandra had moved away shortly after the incident to her Aunt’s house in another state. Now she had come back and she wanted REVENGE! Cassandra did not look the same, she was no longer fat. She had lost weight and filled out nicely. Her 34D’s were fantastic and she had the greatest ass I have ever seen. We had become friends and we shared a lot of secrets together. I never tried to get it on with her; she always seemed above that, you know what I mean? Not that she was too good or anything, it’s just that things were good so why mess it up.
Anyway she told me one night what had happened to her. Not the gross details, just in general like I did here with you. Then she said “I know that Andrew still lives in this town and I want to get him back so badly. I want him to feel the same humiliation, and the degradation that I felt. But I need help in getting him back” she said so calmly. It startled me a bit that she was so calm about it. “What do you want me to do” I asked. “I will not fuck the guy for you so forget that” I said sternly.
Cassandra just laughed and said “No, I have a few girl friends that are going to handle Andrew. I need you for the muscle part! I want you to get him to the house that I am renting out in the country. Then we will take over and you can either watch or just leave” she said. “Okay, you got a deal” I said as I reached out to shake her hand. “One question” she asked “what do I have to do for you in return?” Easy decision on my part “When we are both ready, you will spend the weekend with me and we will have the best sex ever” I offered. “When I am ready then” she replied.
Well it was easy for me to get Andrew to the farm house. I accidentally met him at his favourite bar and I bought him a few beers. I then slowly feed him this line that I knew where there was a hell of a party but I hated going alone without a wing man to cover me. He offered to go since we were now friends and all. I called Cassandra and told her that we were ready; she said that they were all ready too. So I headed over to the farm house with Andrew.
It only took about twenty minutes to get there and all during the ride I talked about all the fine action that was there. I only knew that Cassandra was there but I lied through my teeth! When we got there we casually walked in and there were five women sitting or standing around drinking and laughing, the music was loud too. I let Andrew take the lead and I stood back at the front door. The women were all talking with Andrew. Now none of them were more than 5’8″ tall and all of them were heavy!
Cassandra made her entrance and came into the room, and let me tell you she was hot with a capital HOT! She had her hair still cut short but styled back and she was wearing this black leather corset with crotch-less panties and she had a riding crop in her hand. Andrew had his back to her the whole time! She then stopped the music and said “Ladies, now!” Andrew spun around and saw Cassandra. I don’t think he knew her at first, but then she cleared the air for everyone. “Andrew you and your friends spent a weekend fucking me and making me suck all of your dicks! You did not care about me as a person; I was just a fucking piece of meat. Now my friends and I are going to show you what it felt like. We have returned the favour to everyone else that took part, e-v-e-r-y l-a-s-t o-n-e, and I have the videos to prove it. Now it is your turn, you son-of-a-bitch” she smiled sardistically as the words spread through the room like venom.
Andrew clearly thought to start for the door, but he momentarily froze in what was probably fear, long enough for the other women to grab him and then two of them roughly slammed him down onto the floor. Then I saw that the other woman had taken off their clothes and they were dressed similar to Cassandra’s outfit. “Andrew boy these ladies are members of my college sorority and they also are members of the woman’s weight lifting club. Any one of them can kick your ass.” she said confidently as she turned on the music again. Then all the women turned on him like sharks! They stripped his clothes off, tying his hands behind his back and grabbing his cock!
They picked him up and put him on the coffee table where they held his head ny the hair and proceeded to make him eat their pussies one at a time. They made him eat them until they came, and as punishment for backing off, one of the girls rammed a huge dildo up his ass! He did not do a bad job after the first introduction of the dildo. After a glance towards Cassandra, who was smiling serenly, I left the party, I knew that my part of the job was done.
I saw Cassandra two days later. I asked her what happened. She laughed as she told me all that they had done to him. They made him eat their pussies several times, they fucked him with their own strap-on and sometimes they did both at the same time! She said that by the time they had stopped he was begging for them to just leave him alone. They did not let him cum one time either! That must have drove Andrew crazy! and Yes, she had recorded the event to show around. She said she wanted everyone to see Andrew covered in their cum and at the end, each woman pissed on him as well.
My Sister and Her Boyfriend
I’ve always been turned on by forbidden things…. Most of them I would never try out in real life, but some of them I have tried – and with great pleasure! This story is about me and my half sister – and my fantasy that came true at last!
My mom re-married a Japanese man, who has a daughter named Kaori. She is 6 years younger than me, and she is the most beautiful Asian girl you can imagine.
I’ve always been very sexually active. Pleasing myself every night several times – and often to the sounds of my sister doing the same thing in her bed. This made me sexually curious about her and spying on her in the showers or while dressing always made me horny. Her tits are quite small and so cute! Her skin like silky amber and her pubic hairs slick and black…
One night, I offered Kaori to stay on for the night after we returned from a party, and I couldn’t resist when she offered to help me…I did not know that she had invited a friend too! We were both drunk, and slipping into our pyjamas, we started to tell each other of sexual episodes from our lives. Kaori was in the middle of an extremely hot story on a threesome, giving detailed descriptions on what the other woman and her boyfriend did to her.
“God, Kaori! Is this true? That’s extremely hot!” I was getting horny listening to her, looking at her and imagining this being done to me.
“Ha-ha! – The core of it is true, but I am broadening the details for you, sis!” She smiled and came closer.
“Why would you do that?” I held my breath as she put her small hand on my thigh.
“Because I want you to get horny and finger yourself! Listening to you every night made me so horny. I still dream of it!”
I became very embarrassed, but Kaori kept on smiling, now moving her hand, slowly massaging the inner side of my thigh.
“Go on – start masturbating, sis! I’ll join you!” She kissed my lips softly.
I couldn’t believe this! I had been having hot fantasies about her for years! Longing to make forbidden love with her… and now she suggested – what exactly? I didn’t ask her… I just stepped out of my nightgown and lay down on the coach again. Sliding my finger up and down in my shaved pussy, Kaori couldn’t keep her eyes off it. She licked her lips and put her hands in between her own legs, getting very busy. I pushed a finger into my hole, the wet sound as I started to move it deep in and out again made Kaori smile…
“I love the sound of wet pussy”, she whispered. “Do you want me to help you with that?” I couldn’t speak, this was almost too much! But I nodded – of course I did! How could I refuse her? She took off her nightgown; her dark nipples were huge on those small breasts of hers! She noticed me staring.
“Want to touch them, sis? Don’t be shy!” She sat on my lap, her knees on each side of my hips and I could smell the fresh, musky, earth like smell of her pussy. She put one nipple to my mouth and pressed it in between my lips. God! I loved the shape and texture of it! I flicked my tongue at it, and when Kaori moaned, it made me shiver of lust. I sucked the thick nipple hard into my mouth and was rewarded by another moan. My sister lifted one of my legs up, and slid her one thigh under it… moving in close, until her pussy rubbed against mine. She started rubbing herself hard. On my pussy … clit on clit… her hands on my both breasts, pinching my nipples… I had an orgasm almost immediately!
“Unfair!” She whispered…. “Now you make me come too, sis! Use your fingers on me!” She lay down on her back, pulling me half on top of her and took my head in her hands, kissing me deep. Her tongue whirled in my mouth, licking and playing with mine and I slid my hand down in between her legs…. Pushing a finger inside her, making her arch her whole body up to get more!
“Aaah! Deeper sis and faster!” Her teeth biting my lips, her eager hands on my ass… I started to finger fuck her hard and fast and she responded by screams and contractions as she came. I could feel her cum running out of her pussy… she had more of it than me, I am sure of it! It made my whole hand soaking wet.
As soon as the contractions faded, she was on to me again. Drilling her head in between my legs, she started to lick my pussy with long moves of her flat tongue.
“Mmmh, your pussy tastes of lovely cum”, she whispered and flicked her tongue at my clit. I gave a small scream and she laughed. “You are a horny slut, just like me… right?”
“Yes! Oh my goodness you lick me better than any man ever did, Kaori”
“I know… that’s because we are two of a kind, and I know what you and me both want, sister! Now, relax and let me prove it to you!” She showed me her hand – ring finger bent down. She grinned.
“Two for the pinkie, one for the stinky and you’ll love it!” She placed her hand at my pussy and pushed to finger into my count and the smallest finger slid into my ass. I protested, but she laughed.
“Don’t be a prude – or pretend to be! Just relax!” Moving her hand made all the fingers move in and out of my two holes and this excited her! Her breath short and heavy, she was rubbing her pussy at my thigh while using her fingers at me. The sensation of her finger in my ass was so different, so hot….
“Do you like it?” She moaned, licking my nipples.
“Mmmmhhh… yeah!” I shivered all over, about to explode.
“Good! Now, I am going to introduce you to another new experience, sis! Do not refuse doing this with me, please!” And into the room came her boyfriend! Kaori did not stop fingering me, knowing that I was close on cumming I could not stop even if I wanted to! Kevin was already naked, his huge erection in front of him.
“God, girls! Watching you two is the hottest thing ever!” Kaori kissed him, then she kissed me and the next thing I knew, Kevin kissed me! Kaori had stopped fingering me now, to let Kevin do it… His finger being thicker; I felt how he stretched both my cunt and my asshole. I saw Kaori bending down starting to suck his stone hard cock. And that made me even hornier.
“I want to fuck the both of you”, Kevin moaned. I did not even think to resist, just let Kevin manhandle me into a doggy position in front of the coach with Kaori aside me. Kevin knelt down behind us and trusted his stone hard cock first into Kaori’s cunt from behind, giving her a few, deep thrusts. Then he moved to me, and the idea of Kaori’s juices on his cock entering my pussy, made me come instantly as he shoved it into me. Kevin was grunting and growling like and animal as he shifted between me and my sister.
“Your ass, Kaori!”He commanded and I saw Kaori spreading her butt halves with her hands just as Kevin forced his dick into her. They both screamed in pain, he humped her a few times, and then withdrew. “On the couch, Kaori! Let her lick you while I fuck her!” Kaori so did, sliding down in front of me, pressing her pussy at my face while Kevin fucked my pussy like a maniac!
“Cumming!” He shouted and gave me a load full of cum while drilling me as deep as he could get. Kaori screamed out in another orgasm at my face and the both laughed.
“What a great night! Kaori said, kissing me. “Don’t you agree, sis?”
Jessica and the Gym Teacher
Since the start of the term, I had watched Jessica exercise and work out in the skimpiest of gym uniforms. The 19 year old blonde was the most beautiful cheerleader in the senior class. All the boys in school were constantly trying to get into her pants, and to be honest with you, my own heart would literally do a flip flop imagining what it would be like to fondle her large breasts that were constantly peeking out through the sides of the tight T-shirts the kid’s wore despite strict dress codes.
Watching her strut her stuff up and down the halls, I spent many a moment in deep thought, picturing in my mind, the utter thrill of parting her long, lean legs and caressing her with my tongue. I lived for the day the opportunity might arise to show her the value of taking instruction from an older, more mature person – one that has been around and knows the ropes. To me, Jessica seemed to know the score, and I was positive that none of the kids her own age could possibly bring her the sexual satisfaction I instinctively knew her body must crave.
Teacher or no teacher, if I thought I could get away with it, I would do anything short of rape to be able to lick and swallow the sacred secretions that were certain to flow in abundance from that delectable Homecoming Queen’s vagina.
Jessica was in my English class and since she wasn’t doing that hot this semester, I decided to ask her to stay after school for some special tutoring. I should point out that Jessica has a pleasing personality, and I had noticed many times her warm smile, which I believed was directed towards me. Once or twice we had brushed up against each other, and I can swear that I saw her nipples harden through the sheer fabric of her blouse. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me, but I was almost certain she lingered just a little too long on those occasions. The heat from her body was more than I could stand.
Even though I knew the risks were great, if my hunch was right, Jessica wouldn’t run off to complain to either her parents or the school board. My ESP told me, the perky cheerleader was ripe to try something a little bit different. Earlier in the week, I had suggested that Jessica come over to my apartment to study. I told her it would be a bit more relaxed and we could get comfortable while we cracked the books. Just to be sure, I wore my sexiest clothes that day. I didn’t put on a bra, and made certain that the buttons on my blouse remained open halfway down. In addition, I wore a really tight skirt with a slit up the side, and some absolutely stunning perfume.
All day long, the boys were whispering behind my back, and I could feel their eyes burning into me. They must have thought, I had a hot date that evening with a fellow. I don’t think any of them suspected that in reality, I was really itching to make it with one of the girl students – the school’s prize student. When Jessica arrived, we chatted for a few minutes before sitting down on the couch in my living room.
My lighting is very soft and Jessica looked absolutely divine. At one point, I felt like wetting my lips with my tongue I was so excited. Slowly, but with great assertiveness, I started to move in on my prey, edging closer and closer to Jessica. As she turned the pages of the English book, I reached out and touched her hand, as if indicating she should re-read a certain portion of the text. Sweat was starting to form on my brow, but I was determined to make love to her before the evening was over.
As it turned out, Jessica finally took the initiative. She looked me right in the eye and said, “I’ve heard some of the other girls talking at school. They say you’re a lesbian and only go to bed with other women. Is that true?” Not wanting to be dishonest, I explained that while I have gone to bed with men in the past, and still do when the mood strikes me, basically I enjoy the tender touch that only another female can offer. I explained that in many instances, I had found men to be too rough in their love-making, and that they seemed only interested in satisfying their own sexual needs and not those of their partner.
Before I could finish, my impromptu speech on the values of lesbianism, Jessica was all over me. She was kissing me deeply and rubbing her tender, young body up against mine. Through her clenched teeth she was whimpering and moaning that I should teach her how to make love to another woman. Later, I found out that she had wanted to make it with a long time girlfriend, but had backed out at the last moment for fear of alienating the friend.
Gently, I pressed my little blonde cheerleader into the soft cushions of the sofa. I covered her body with mine and began to grind into her. In a way, I felt like an over excited teenage boy who was about to pop his first cherry. While I wanted to just plunge ahead and get my own rocks off, I realized that for Jessica’s benefit I should take my time and show her exactly what two beautiful females could accomplish for each other. It was important, I felt, to make this a near perfect experience for my student, one that she would want to repeat again and again, not only with me, but later in life with other members of her own sex.
Together, we fondled and probed. For almost ten minutes I sucked on Jessica’s pink nipples. Her tits were big, and spongy, and fitted into my hands just perfectly. As i licked away at her breasts, I kept squeezing them, increasing the pressure as our excitement mounted. After bringing her to the point of near orgasm – and I hadn’t even touched her sweet little pussy yet – I suggested we strip completely and go into the bedroom where we could be more comfortable.
As Jessica stretched out on the sheets, I knew that I was about to have the feast of my life. The triangle between her legs was so inviting, and through her lightly colored pubic hairs, I could see that her pussy was already drenched and her clit hard in anticipation of what was to happen next. “Don’t move, let me make this real good for you” I told her. Without saying anything else, I licked up and down her thighs, hardly able to contain my own excitement.
When I finally touched her fiery furnace, she nearly jumped through the ceiling. Thrashing and throwing herself around on the bed, Jessica held my head firmly with her hands and tried to push her pussy all the way into my mouth. Her innocent face was now filled with intense sexual lust, and she was starting to talk filthy, something that really turns me on. “Lick me harder you cunt! Stick your tongue all the way up me. Eat my pussy until I cum all over your face, bitch!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Where did this sweet, little thing learn such things? Frankly, I didn’t have time to ponder the question, as I was much too busy following her instructions. As it turned out, it seemed as if she was the teacher and I was acting the role of the student. Jessica must have cum at least half a dozen times. All the while I was using my tongue on her; I was masturbating, pulling my clit and stroking it as hard as I could. While I tongued Jessica, I must have reached four or five climaxes myself.
Our relationship cemented, we continued to see each other until Jessica graduated and headed for college. We still see each other occasionally, but she’s grownup quite a bit and has several other girlfriends that she sees. Jessica had admitted, however, that she’s really glad she was in my class, and had the opportunity to be brought out of the closet by a real pro.