Suzanne went into one of the deserted rooms and cried. She sat with her face buried in her hand and sobbed for what seemed an eternity. The girl simply couldn't get things straight in her mind. She knew what she'd just done with the doctor was wrong. But it had felt so damned good she wasn't able to figure out why it should be a mortal sin.
She was still a virgin, at least technically, but the man's tongue had ravaged her cunt. And it had twisted her up so much that she knew things would never be the same again. She had spent much of her life denying the feelings that grew in her body. Now they were released and, like a wild beast, they threatened to devour her.
The fires of lust had been lit and nothing would put them out. Suzanne realized that and it scared her. She didn't want this ugly creature inside her telling her what to do. Even if it felt so good that she got off on it, he didn't want to be a slave to her body.
The tongue slipping into her pussy had ensured it would happen, though. The feel of that rough, pink tongue gliding into her cunt hole had made her aware of what it meant to be a woman. The feelings surging into her belly had been so powerful that she couldn't deny they existed. And they had kindled a need for more stimulation.
She knew what that meant. It meant a man's prick. She had to get fucked. She'd seen how Jill responded to fucking. The woman went wild. And it was apparently even more pleasurable than getting eaten out.
The girl doubted that was possible, yet it was all that remained for her to try. She was soiled, dirty with the lust she felt. What else could she do but give in to her carnal needs?
There was only one problem, she simply didn't know how to go about finding someone to fuck her.
Suzanne knew she could ask Jill and the nurse would gladly supply half the hospital staff. That wasn't the way she wanted to do it. She had to feel she did this on her own. The girl knew that most of the men went around horny. Some even sported seemingly permanent hard-ons.
That was all well and good, but that didn't answer her basic problem of how to proposition one of them so he'd take her seriously.
She decided the best way of proceeding was to try it and see what happened. The teenager had watched Jill at work. Maybe it was as easy as it looked, but she doubted it.
Suzanne went out into the corridor and looked up and down. One intern whom she'd been eyeing for some time was idly leafing through a report. She decided that it was about time she made a play for Dr. Edwards.
The man was a year out of medical school and lounged against the wall with an easy grace that turned Suzanne on. Every time he moved, it was like a sexy snake. There was a vast amount of stark, frightening power locked up in him, though. Grace, power, handsome, the man was a perfect choice for her.
If only she didn't do something wrong and fuck everything up…
"Uh, Dr. Edwards," she began, then realized this wasn't going to work. She would have to be more confident and less hesitant about speaking to the man she intended to let pop her cherry.
"Yes?" He raised one eyebrow as he studied her. For the first time, she realized what Jill meant. She did have a good body. Men did approve of her as a woman. This made her confident and gave her the nerve to impudently thrust her boobs firmly against her well-starched uniform blouse. She damned the fact she was wearing a bra, but there was nothing she could do about it now. She would have to provide as good a picture as possible for the doctor.
And if the slight uncomfortable movement he made to hide the rowing bulge in his pants was any indication, she was doing everything right. This gave her even more confidence.
"Uh, Dr. Edwards, I've got a problem. If you're not doing anything, maybe you could help me out."
"A medical problem?"
"You might say that."
He adopted a look of boredom as he said, "What's the nature of this problem? You'll have to give me some symptoms."
"You might call it terminal horniness."
This caught his attention and fixed it. He smiled now, a twinkle coming to his eyes, as she fumbled at one of the buttons on her blouse in a nervous gesture. It seemed almost natural when the button came unfastened. She hadn't been watching Jill all these weeks for nothing.
He licked his lips as he said, "Is this your problem?"
"I think we both might share the same problem." The man's response to her overtures made her growing sure of herself. This was easier than it had looked. All she had to do was keep him going. He would do the rest. And she would find out if getting fucked was as much fun as having her pussy eaten out.
"I think you might be right. While that condition isn't necessarily contagious, it generally requires group therapy to cure. If you know what I mean."
"Oh, yes, Dr. Edwards, I do. But since there's no one else around but us, don't you think the two of us might be sufficient to begin treatment?" She moved closer to him, her tits brushing against his lab coat. The man straightened a little and towered over her. He was much taller than she had imagined. A strong hand gently reached out and touched her left hip in an imploring gesture.
She knew then that she was on a one way trip. She had put the machine into motion and nothing she could do now would stop it until his prick was limp and spent after fucking her.
The electric tingle that passed through her at his touch made her turn weak in the knees. She tried to hide it. The girl didn't want to do anything to make the doctor back out. Everything was going all too smoothly, just the way she'd planned it.
"There's an empty room down the hallway," he told her. "I just checked out the patient in it."
"Fine. That'll be fine for the examination of our mutual problem," she said. She tried not to lean against him in an unprofessional way as they went down to the room. She was only a nurse's aide and it wouldn't do to have any of the administrators see her mooning after a doctor.
They entered the room and she immediately stopped dead in her tracks. She put a hand to her mouth to keep from screaming. On the bed, covered in a rubber sheet, was a corpse.
"But, you said…"
"Oh, yeah. I said I checked the patient out. Maybe I should have said the patient checked out all by himself. He won't bother us."
"No!"
She positively refused to fuck in a room with a corpse. The doctor looked at her and shrugged. "The only other room around here with an empty bed is next door. The patient there is doped out of his head and shouldn't bother us, but there's always the chance he might wake up."
"I don't care!" she blurted. Then she realized what the doctor was telling her. She would have an audience, maybe knocked out on pills or maybe not, for her first time. But the sight of the corpse on the bed convinced her that it wouldn't be as bad as fucking in the same room as a dead body.
The doctor eagerly guided her into the next room. The man in the bed was totally out of it. He snored with wracking shudders and seemed to be oblivious to the world. She immediately pushed through to the bed alongside his and pulled the curtain around it.
"Now. It's at least semi-private. Let's get on with the, uh, examination." She wanted to get it over with. She had been looking forward to the fucking but the trip into the room next door had damped her spirits. She noted the doctor's hard-on was even larger. The thought of fucking in the same room as a corpse had turned him on in a big way. She didn't comment on it as he began to unbutton her blouse.
"Damn," he muttered. "A bra. Hate the things. Takes up so much time." He reached around her and began to unfasten the hooks. His fingers were the deft ones of a born surgeon. He quickly had her tits out and unfettered.
"Shit," he cried, "those are gorgeous! Best set of jugs I ever saw. Why do you keep them hidden away?"
"Do you like them?" she teased, relaxing a little bit. She cupped one of them in her hand and pulled. The blood inside puddled in her nipple and made it come fully erect. The tiny mushroom of nipple pulsed now with every beat of her excited heart.
She moaned loudly as the doctor's mouth clamped on the tit. He made gobbling noises as if he intended to eat the entire boob. And she wouldn't have cared. The feel of his hot breath on her sensitive skin was enough to make her shake inside.
His tongue shot out and pressed firmly into the button of her nipple. Then he teased it around until she sank to the bed for support. The hard mattress did nothing to quell her desires. If anything it enhanced them. She was hornier now than she had been before. The feel of his mouth all over her jugs made her forget the side trip they'd made into the room with the dead body.
"Go on, eat them up!" she begged. "I love the feel of your mouth all over my titties!"
"And I love eating them," he told her, taking time out from licking in the deep valley between her mountainous boobs. "Never seen a teenager with such a nice set of tits. Great!"
And he dived back to the task. His tongue spiraled around one of her tits and slowly worked its way up the slope. There, already hard and blood-engorged, was her nipple. It stood proud and ready for whatever mouth love he could give it.
"Go and suck on my boob," she ordered. The words she used made her pussy begin to drool. She didn't understand why mouthing such filth should affect her. But it did. The more forbidden words she used, the hornier she got – and the more she enjoyed the feel of his mouth all over her tits.
"Sure, baby, sure. And I can't wait to see what your cunt tastes like, too!" he said. The words sent electric tingles bolting throughout her body. She leaned back on the bed and felt her legs drifting apart of their own volition. It was as if she were only an observer.
She felt his tongue flicking lightly over the very tip of her nipple. Each feathery touch was as if he'd dipped his tongue in acid. She was coming alive to him, but the nagging urge from her pussy wasn't to be denied. She had to have some of his prick inside her, fucking her, making her into a real woman, or she would surely go mad with lust.
The teenager reached out and found the doctor's fly. A quick movement and she had his prick out and free in her hot fist. She gripped it with a fierce determination until he grunted.
"Not so fucking hard. You'll kill it for sure. But it does feel good when you stroke up and down my cock like you're doing now." He moved on the bed until he was positioned between her legs. She pulled insistently on his cock, dragging it toward her cunt.
"Fuck me, I want you to fuck meeee!" she begged. She felt a surge of cold fear. It had to be now or never. She might lose her nerve and back out if he didn't stuff that mighty fucking tool into her cunt and give it all he could.
"Sure, baby, sure. We both know the cure of horniness, don't we? A hot cock into a seething, juicy twat. And I can tell that's what you've got. I can almost feel the heat on the end of my cock out here."
He ran his hands along her thighs and hiked up her skirt. She damned the white cotton panties she wore. She would have to take them off. And that might give her a chance to overcome the intense feelings ravaging her body. She didn't want to back out. She wanted to feel his hot prick driving into her cunt, trying to split her apart all the way to the chin.
"My panties!" she protested. "Can't with them on. Let me…"
"Forget them. I'm in charge here," he told her. His hands drifted under her and cupped her buttocks in each palm. Then he lifted.
She moaned softly and let him do as he wanted.
She felt the wetness of her panties drag lewdly across her bush. The entire snatch was damp now with her lust oils. She wanted to die, but not before she sampled the white hot poker of his prick.
"So eager," he mused. "And I love 'em that way! I can hardly wait to fuck you good!"
"Yes, yes, do it! Fuck me with your prick. Drive that sweet, swollen cock all the way up into my cunt!" The words hammered at her consciousness. She felt each one as if it smashed into her head with a pile driver. And it turned her on even more.
She felt the blunted tip of his prick poke into her pussy lips with her cotton panties between them. This didn't seem to bother the doctor at all. If anything, he was enjoying this. The look of sheer lust on his face made the girl catch her breath. He knew what he was doing. She was in good hands.
He'd fuck her as good as any stud in this whole damned hospital. She'd picked the best one to pop her cherry.
His prick drove mercilessly into her panties. The wet cloth went slightly into her cunt. The thick rod of cock pushing it in seemed oblivious of the fact he couldn't fuck all the way into her depths. Then the girl realized what was happening to her. The pressure of her panties all over her bush made her even hotter. The material was teasing her clit, compressing her pubic bone, making her ass tighten up more than it was.
Fucking her like this made her even better and even more ready for his prick to delve far up into her seething twat.
"Now, damn you to hell, now!" she cried. "Fuck meee!"
Rocking back and forth caused the pressure to mount on her snatch. Then came a tearing noise. The cunt juice soaked panties were ripping. When his prick shot through, she thought she would die. The orgasm almost blew the top off her head. Never had the young girl experienced anything so intense.
If this was what Jill felt every time she allowed one of the doctors to fuck her, it was worth it!
The man's prick battered into her intact cherry. This sent a wave of red pain through her. She died in agony. "My cunt! Don't tear it up! Be careful! Ohhhhhh!"
"Shit, a virgin. Why didn't you say so, you dumb bitch? I would have done things a lot different. Shit," he repeated. But he leaned forward and kept a firm pressure on her cherry until she thought she would die.
The pain assaulting her grew more and more intense. She was positive he was ripping her up inside and that she would bleed to death. The girl knew now why she had been a virgin so long.
Then the man's cock shot through the rubbery sheet of her hymen. The flood of blood onto the bed made her cry in pain. But the feeling of the thick, powerful prick pulsating so virile inside her soothed the pain. Then it drove it away entirely.
She caught her breath as her inner membrane stretched to accommodate the huge girth of cock. It danced and bucked with passion inside her and that finally drove out all the pain. Nothing was left except pleasure for the virgin girl.
"Fuck me! I want your big, swollen prick to fuck the living hell out of my cunt!"
"You've got it, baby," he told her. Balancing himself on his hands, he began to pull back. She sobbed with the intensity of the feeling as his prick left her pussy. The vacuum formed behind that piston of flesh made her feel as if he were pulling her guts out.
When only the thick purpled glans of his prick remained inside her cunt lips, he paused for a moment. Looking down, he said, "Shit, there's a lot of blood. But I don't think it's serious. A lot of your cunt juices mixed in. Want to get it on for real this time?"
"Fuck me," she repeated. "I need you so baaaaaaad!"
"That's what they all say. And they're right! They do need my fucking prick!"
He drove forward with a smooth, accurate stroke. She shuddered as the prick penetrated all the way up into her cunt. She twisted from side to side around it. The huge cock had impaled her firmly and then it was puffing back.
The fingers under her ass tightened again on her hot asscheeks. He lifted and gave his prick an even better target for the fucking. His prick patted the pinkly scalloped inner pussy lips and dove for the depths of the girl's cunt. He shivered with intensity from the feeling he received.
His balls tightened as he felt the full heat of the girl's pussy. And he had never fucked into a tighter cunt in all his life, and he had fucked quite a few virgins. Horny female patients demanded special attention, attention he was only too glad to give them.
But never had he experienced a pussy so clinging and hot and tight around his huge prick. The girl's cunt walls threatened to mash him flat his only response was to fuck harder. He had to ream her out, drill through the softly yielding cunt until he formed a tunnel large enough for his mighty battering ram of a cock.
"I… aiieeeee!" The girl screamed as she came. She felt her body picked up and tossed from side to side, as if by a giant fist. The orgasm lasted for an eternity. She rode on the hot winds of passion until she was sure nothing could be left of her body.
As she recovered some of her senses, she felt the strong fucking cock enter and leave her pussy. The man was speeding up the fucking tempo and causing the friction between his cockhead and her cunt walls to mount. She knew tiny little fires of passion that had bloomed earlier were now being fanned into a blaze that would consume her entire body.
"More! Mooore!"
He gave her more. He fucked her so fast his body seemed a blur. She soared off on another climax. This time she felt her pussy smash down hard on the man's buried prick. She twisted and rolled around that thick cock until she wondered if she might break it off inside her. Then his prick was leaving her empty, hollow and alone.
She didn't want that to happen. She tensed her already tight cunt in an attempt to hold his cock in her pussy. She was momentarily successful. She heard the doctor moan something, then pull away. Her fuck fluids betrayed her. They made her cunt too slippery to hang onto his cock.
Then he exploded in a frenzy of fucking that threatened to bruise her delicate cunt lips. He pounded in and out of her cunt with all the strength locked up in his body.
She felt his cock geyser out a steady stream of steaming hot jism. The first touch of cum on her super-sensitive pussy walls set her off again. She came and came and came. She hadn't realized she had such a store of locked-up emotions.
Then it was all over. Her cunt still tried to crush his prick but the hot rod of prick yielded now. She felt it growing limper and limper inside her pussy until it finally trickled out with some of his come and a lot of her cunt juice and blood. He examined her cunt, his hot breath stimulating her all the more.
Then he said, "You'll be okay. A normal rupture of the hymen."
She felt a surge of irrational hatred for the man. Maybe because he had robbed her of a possession she had once wanted to hold until her wedding night. But she realized it was more because he was so damned clinical about examining her. It was as if she were a patient and nothing more. She had just fucked him and he was talking as if she wasn't anything to him!
"I'll be okay. Don't worry, Dr. Edwards," she told him. "Just let merest for a few minutes."
"Very well. And don't forget to change the sheets on the bed. They've gotten blood another organic stains on them." With that, he zipped up his fly and left.
Suzanne stayed on the bed for almost twenty minutes trying to sort everything in her head. She wasn't sure, she succeeded or not. Her pussy was sore, aching and hollow.
The girl realized that there was no turning back now. She was a woman with a woman's needs and desires. She went and woke up the patient in the next bed before she fucked him.