"I'm so glad you're back, Dan," Nancy told the handsome doctor. "I thought I'd go crazy with lust waiting for you."
"Bull shit. Anyone can control their emotions better than that. But I must say, I'm flattered." He gave her ass a tiny pinch that sent tremors all the way up her spine.
She didn't know how to tell the doctor that she wasn't able to keep her lust in check. Just seeing him walk into the room sent her cunt into convulsions of delight. The wetness was already dampening her panties again. And when he pinched her butt, she almost came.
He didn't think any chick could get that worked up over sex. He was totally wrong. She could, she did.
"So flatter me with a little attention. How about it, big boy?" She rubbed her palm over his crotch. Underneath, his cock stirred and hardened. Encouraged by this, she began to pull down his zipper.
He grabbed her wrist and stopped her. "Not now, Nancy. Another patient is in the waiting room. Or have you forgotten we're here to tend to the sick, not to fuck our brains out."
"But fucking is so much more fun!"
"Maybe," he said, giving her a mock glare. "But I took an oath to heal the infirm. What I do afterwards, though, wasn't mentioned." He gave her ass another little pinch and told her, "Let's get this out of the way and then we can mess around a little."
She obediently followed him out of his office. Sometimes Dan was such a bore. Always harping on duty. But then he wasn't out of med school all that long and still had the shiny coating of duty to wear off. After a few years of imagined diseases and runny noses, he'd come running to her for a little sexual release. And the fun she could show him!
She almost came when she thought of them together, fucking with all the strength in their bodies, making it all night long. Her cunt ran over again, a dribble of her cunt juices working their way down the inside of her leg to soak her white stocking.
Before going into the examining room with Dr. Preston, she had to mop up some of the more obvious signs of her arousal.
"Miss Martin, this is Mrs. Wilson. She's expecting her first in a few months. About six, isn't it?"
"You tell me, Doctor," the woman said.
"I'll do just that. Up on the examining table."
Nancy watched as Dan got the pregnant woman onto the table and positioned her feet in the stirrups. A tiny thrill went through her, one she couldn't really figure out. She wondered what it would be like to be tied down on that table and having Dan poking around in her cunt.
She edged closer to him and slipped her, hand into his front pocket. Working across his crotch, she managed to find his prick. It was small and limp when she took it between her thumb and forefinger.
It didn't stay that way long.
"Uh, fine, Mrs. Wilson. Let me move around a little and see – um!"
Nancy tightened her grip on his cock. It was stiffening nicely in his pants. She wondered what the woman would, say or think if she saw the erection. Would she be pleased or outraged?
Nancy was afraid it might be outrage, but she couldn't control herself. Something made her continue stroking up and down the length of Dr. Preston's cock until the man was mumbling in confusion. He couldn't say anything for fear of making a slight slip. It wouldn't do to have a patient know that he was getting all hot and bothered over a simple thing like a pussy inspection.
Nancy liked the power she held over the man. And she helped him through the exam as fast as she could.
By the time Mrs. Wilson left, Nancy was sure she suspected something. But it didn't matter. She and Dan were alone. And horny.
"Dammit, Nancy, don't ever do anything like that again!" the man raged.
"Why not? Didn't you like it?" She moved closer, her hand pressing into his trousers again. He started to swat her hand away, then stopped.
He laughed, then pulled her close to him. "Yes, dammit, I do mind. But it won't do me any good, will it? Not with a sex-hungry bitch like you. Can't you ever get enough prick shoved up that tight little cunt of yours?"
"Not when it's yours!"
"Liar, but I love you for it!"
He kissed her, the kiss deepening when she opened her lips enough to let his agile pink tongue into her mouth. He gently stroked the sides of her rough tongue with his, then darted back into his own mouth. She followed.
And he trapped her tongue with his teeth. Just the tip was caught but he teased it unmercifully with his own. Soon, they were both gasping and wrestling passionately.
Somehow, they ended up on the examining table where Mrs. Wilson had lain lust a short while before. And the doctor was almost ripping off the nurse's skirt in his eagerness to expose her snatch.
"Gotta find it. Got to!"
She said nothing as his body worked about over her head. She found his zipper and quickly worked it down with a metallic hiss. His red cock jerked out into the cool air of the office.
She thought it was a shame, to let that purple-tipped prick stay out in the cold too long. Popping it into her mouth, she got a long, low moan from the man.
"Ummm, damn, but that feels good! Suck on me good, Nancy darling. And let me figure out how the hell to get into your pussy. Then I'll show you how good I am at eating pussy!"
She lifted her hips off the table to allow the man to yank her cotton panties off her hips. He ripped them getting the panties off her legs but she couldn't have cared less. She had his quivering prick in her mouth. And his hot breath gusting through her bush promised more exciting things to come between her legs.
"Oh my God!" he exclaimed. "Such a pretty bush. I never could get enough of it. So fleecy and curly. And the cunt is already coming out to see what's happening. Should I show it?"
"Do, oh yes, do!" she cried, taking her mouth off his cock for a moment. She wiggled her hips a little to give him a better shot at her cunt. They were firmly locked up in the classic sixty-nine position, she lying flat on her back. By arching her belly upwards a little, she wantonly exposed her snatch to his oral attentions.
Immediately, she felt his rough, wet pink tongue licking along her gash. The fuck fluids from deep inside her came gushing out. She wiggled a little more to let him know how much she loved the feel of his tongue working down her sex lips and to her horny cunt mouth.
He licked all around her snatch before stopping at the entrance to her cunt hole. Sucking in one of the sex lips, he licked off all the fuck fluids making it slippery.
"Ummm, oh, tongue fuck me! I want to feel your tongue moving inside me, damn you. Ooooooh!"
His tongue shoved hard between her pussy lips. And when he raced up into her cunt, the rough tongue gave her a sudden spike of sheer pleasure that could never be duplicated. His tongue rolled around, savoring her tasty juices, then started stroking the velvety walls of her cunt.
She suppressed a shudder. Her belly was churning with lust. The tiny fires of her desire were slowly blossoming into full blown forest fires. No one could eat pussy the way this doctor could.
No one!
Her mind was dazed from the ripples of joy washing up from her cunt. The tingles were too good to miss, but she wanted to give the man something in return for his tongue.
The prick hanging just inches from her ruby lips was the way to give him the pleasure right back. She reached up and gripped his cock again. She guided it to her mouth but didn't immediately stuff it into her face.
Instead, she lightly kissed the acorn-tip. The tremor that shook his prick told her this was exciting to the man. She kept it up. All along the sides of his prick, she kissed and lightly licked. Soon, his prick was gleaming from her saliva.
Only when she was sure that she hadn't missed a single square inch of his cock-flesh did she move to the hairy bag containing his balls. Her tongue curled around the sac and pulled it toward her mouth.
As she sucked it into her mouth, she heard him groan loudly. She was really getting to him sucking and licking and kissing all around his balls. Now that she had him trapped in her mouth, she could give him at least as much joy as she was getting from his mouth.
The balls inside the little sac were tumbling and lurching hard. She batted them around a little until the entire bag began to contract. When it was reduced to a hard, tight sphere dangling under his jerking prick, she knew he'd had enough of that.
She could stimulate him more doing other things.
Like sucking hard on the end of his cock.
She'd show him exactly how expert she was at giving head. The blow-job she'd give him would make him come running whenever she snapped her fingers again.
"God, Nancy, I can't stand that much more! You're robbing me of all my control. Dammit, you make me feel like a teenager getting his first piece of tail. I'm gonna cream all over your face!"
"Shut up and tongue fuck me! Let me worry about wasting your precious jism."
She gasped when his tongue shot back up her cunt. It rubbed all over the walls of her cunt, seeking out the softest spots, the juiciest places, before driving hard into her guts. He was trying to reach as far into her seething hot cunt as if he was using his prick.
He couldn't make it. But neither of them cared. Just trying got them hot for each other.
She was having a hard time concentrating on giving him a really good blow-job. The feelings echoing up from her cunt were making it more and more difficult for her to do anything but lie back and moan in pleasure.
Her hips were bucking up off the table now in an attempt to get that fucking tongue all the way up into her cunt. She wiggled her hips and let the rough, pink, darting tongue work all over her crotch.
One second, he was far up her cunt fucking back and forth like he was using a cock. The next, he was stroking along the rigid flaps of her pussy lips, licking up all the oozing juices. When he sucked in one of her cunt lips and began gnawing, she lost control.
She came. The entire world crashed in around her, then slowly reformed. The cock was still resting between her lips. She let her tongue roll round the end until he started jamming it hard into her face.
She didn't want him face-fucking her yet. She wanted more out of his mouth before that happened. Mustn't distract him too much with her cock-sucking ways. That was the only goal she had to make certain, his mouth never left her cunt.
He was sucking and licking his way up her sex slit to her clit. Once he found the little nubbin, he was a real bulldog. He didn't let go. The way his tongue worked around the base of her clit would have been enough to get her off.
But he didn't stop just racing around the bottom of the spire. He slowly spiraled around until he got to the very tip of her clit. And there, he sucked it into his mouth. His lips massaged and soothed while his tongue and teeth worked miracles.
She came again.
This time, she couldn't control herself. She sucked as hard as she could on his prick. There was no subtlety, no finesse. Just flat out hard sucking that made the man go weak in the knees.
His prick began rocking back and forth in her mouth. Then, as his control weakened, the strokes into her face grew stronger. Before she knew what to expect, he was face fucking her with all the strength locked up in his hips.
Nothing less than full release would satisfy the man now that he'd felt the promised mouth. She sucked him in until her cheeks went hollow under the strain.
Not content with this, she used her tongue just about the same way he was doing at her cunt. She tried to stuff her pink tipped tongue all the way down the long shaft of his cock. Finding the tiny slit at the end, she wormed her tongue around and around.
She knew she couldn't get her tongue down the inside of his cock. It didn't matter. Trying was getting them both hotter and hotter. That was the name of this cock-sucking, cunt-licking game: pleasure!
His hips were driving his cock deep into her face now. She ran her tongue under the cleft of his prick and that was like a trigger to the man's come.
A white fountain of his jism blasted down into her mouth. She sucked and licked until she'd gotten every single last drop he could give. And even then, she wasn't satisfied. Her tongue rubbed and worked on his prick until the entire fucking tool went completely limp in her mouth.
She sighed and let it fall free of her lips. That had been tasty, damned tasty. There were few things in the world she liked better than the taste of a man's cum.
But she was still uptight. Her guts were under tremendous sexual tension. In spite of coming two or three times. She was in the crazy, blurry world of sexual fulfillment. She needed more.
"Keep licking," she told him. "Get me off good!"
"Ummmm, yeah. Sure thing," he said. There was a lewd slurping noise as he continued licking and sucking up her cunt juices.
She could feel his tongue all over her clit, pressing the tiny spire down, then letting it pop back up. When he worked across her slippery cunt lips, she thought she would come again.
She didn't. Not even when he drove his tongue hard into her cunt did she come.
But when he found her asshole, she let out a shriek that could be heard all over the building. This was the master's touch she needed. As his tongue stabbed down into her tightly held anus, she came.
Afterwards, feeling sexually drained, the told the man, "That was the best ever. I didn't think tongue fucking could be that much fun."
He grinned, then zipped up his trousers.
"Enough of the coffee break. Better get back to work."
She watched him leave, wondering if he'd be ready to fuck again soon. She knew she would be.