He heard the shriek and wondered what was wrong. Dr. McPhearson couldn't imagine Jimmy letting out such a high-pitched sound even if the nurse had driven the needle all the way to the bone.
He got rid of one of his more annoying patients who never really had anything wrong with her, then went to the examination room. He started to shove in, but heard the noises from within.
Only one activity could produce such sounds.
Nancy Martin was fucking the fifteen-year-old boy.
The doctor opened the door a crack and looked inside. Sure enough, she was lying on the table, naked to the waist. The boy was straddling her and driving his cock between her huge mounds of tit.
He started to stop this illicit activity, then decided to watch a while. Damn, but that nurse was a hot bitch!
He felt his cock hardening in his pants. The sight of those pearly white mountains of titflesh capped with the cherry red nipples did things to him. He wished he was the one inside fucking away at her softly yielding boobs. To bury his pecker in between those tits would be paradise!
Stroking across the bulge in his pants only made his cock harder. He tried to hold down his emotions but the sight inside the room was too much for him to deny. The little fingers of her nipples pointed redly at the ceiling. They seemed to beckon him to come in and join the tit-fucking.
But he couldn't. Not while the boy was in there.
Damn! Why did she let a fifteen-year-old kid do that and then turn around and tell him to go fuck himself? The doctor couldn't understand that nurse. She was hot to fuck but she wouldn't fuck him.
There was no understanding women. Not that he wanted to understand Nancy. All he really wanted to do was fuck her.
The sight of her tits bouncing wound decided for him. He'd wait and then things would be different. Vastly different. She wouldn't treat him like he had the plague any longer. And she'd get a full dose of his cock. He'd bury his prick balls deep up her cunt and she'd like it.
That would convince her. Hell, he had to be better than a fifteen-year-old kid.
Jimmy gasped as he started shooting his jism out. From Dr. McPhearson's angle, it appeared that the woman's tits were erupting with a white fountain of gooey jizz. He almost laughed. He bit it back at the last moment, though. It wouldn't do to have them see, him.
Not yet.
Jimmy quickly dressed and passed by the doctor, now sitting at a desk and appearing to be reading a report. But the instant the boy was gone from the office, the doctor was into the examining room.
Closing the door behind him, he had to laugh.
Nancy looked up, startled. She seemed to realize that Dr. McPhearson had seen more than she would have liked. The expression on her face was one of confusion and horror. Would he fire her for fucking the boy?
"So, you decided on a little extra therapy for the kid, huh?"
"You saw, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I saw the whole thing."
"Why didn't you stop it? Did you get your rocks off watching? Ha! A Peeping Tom as well as the biggest prick in town. Some combination."
"You're in no position to comment on minor things like that. Not when you have just done enough stuff to get you sent up for a dozen years. Contributing to the delinquency of a minor is probably the smallest charge they'd nail you with. If I decided to testify."
He walked over to her and gently stroked along the line of her jaw. She flinched and tried to move away from him. The examining table prevented her from escaping.
"I don't have to tell anyone what I saw. If you and I can be more friendly. You're a pretty woman. I like that. And I could like it a hell of a lot more. Do you follow what I mean?"
"You slimy son of a bitch. You're blackmailing me! You…"
"You're right. So? Am I any worse than a child raper? Or would it only be counted as molestation? I'm not up on legal stuff. But I am up in other areas." He ran the zipper of his pants down to let his prick leap out, eager as a racehorse in the starting gate.
"What do you want from me?"
"Isn't that obvious? Just hop back up on the table. I've got an hour or so to kill. And fucking you seems like the best way of spending the time."
"No."
He grabbed her by the upper arms and physically lifted her onto the table. "Don't argue or you'll be in jail so fast your head will spin. It's not like you still had your cherry, for Christ's sake. Hell, you put out for Dan all the time. Don't think I don't know it. I see you coming out of his office, hair all messed up and your uniform wrinkled. And the look on your face! It's positively obscene! So get up on that table, baby, and spread 'em for me!"
He shoved her down. She struggled but it did no good. He was too strong. His weight crushed down on her, pinning her to the hard table. Hands groped all over her body, obscenely hunting out what she had denied him for so long.
The buttons on her dress flew all over the room as he ripped her blouse open. She felt his lips wetly kissing her throat and working down her soft skin toward her tits. She didn't want him licking her boobs. She didn't want anything to do with him at all.
"Stop it! Stop or I'll scream!"
"Scream and you'll regret it," he coldly said. "I'm going to knock off a piece of ass whether you like it or… not."
She went cold inside. What could she do? Screaming was out of the question. The doctor could come up with a dozen different stories. He could say that he caught her naked like this after she'd fucked the boy. He was only trying to keep her from running out.
The threat of exposure for what she'd done with Jimmy robbed her of her strength for a moment. And he succeeded in getting her bra off. She was naked to the waist again, just as she had been with the boy. But this time it wouldn't be fun and games.
The doctor meant business. And there was no telling what his perverted desires would demand.
"No, I won't do it!"
"You sure as hell will, you stupid bitch! I'm gonna fuck the living hell out of you. And you'll beg me for more when I'm done. They all do. And you're no different!"
She tried kicking him. That didn't work. He only grabbed her ankle and held it. He pulled off her shoe and tossed it aside. Then he pulled up the stirrups used for the cunt inspections. Nancy had never enjoyed the feeling of being spread apart, her feet imprisoned in those metal stirrups, while a gynecologist examined her cunt.
To have this beast do it would be humiliating!
Her left foot was firmly fastened down in the stirrup. She concentrated on kicking the doctor with her right. That played into the man's hands. He deftly trapped her other foot and tied it down. She was spread wide now, unable to move well.
"Quit fighting it. I'm going to stuff my cock into your tight little cunt until I've had enough. You might as well lay back and relax and enjoy it."
She spit at him. He slapped her hard enough to rattle her teeth. When the world came back into focus, he'd peeled her like a banana. Her cunt was widely exposed and he had succeeded in tying her wrists together over her head. She wasn't going anywhere. Not until he released her.
"That's right. You're entirely at my mercy. And I'm going to fuck you. God, what a tasty-looking cunt! It's already slobbering out its lust for my long prick!"
The man was right. The woman couldn't control her own body. No matter that she was being defiled, humiliated, degraded. There was something about being tied up that turned her on in a big way. Her cunt was already beginning to bubble out its inner oils. She was hot and steamy inside and the boiling fuck fluids were running out and onto the table.
"Don't do this to me!"
"Why the fuck not? I can barely keep from creaming all over myself just looking at that gooey cunt of yours. Hot, God!"
She cringed when he shoved his hand over her snatch. A finger shot out and into her cunt. She should have enjoyed this. She didn't.
"Damned if your cunt isn't tight around my finger. My Goddamn fucking finger!"
He began wiggling his finger inside her twat. She felt it sliding all over her well-juiced pussy walls. He spread out each and every fold of her twat, then began working his finger back and forth in a mock fucking.
In spite of herself, she felt the ages old sexual tension building up inside her body. She wanted him. She wanted his cock fucking her. No matter that he had tied her up, no matter that he would be raping her. She wanted his cock!
She wanted it badly!
"Please, ooooh, stick it in! Go on and do it!"
"So you're changing your mind now, are you? I figured you would when you got the picture. Can't refuse a big cock, huh?"
He knelt on the table between her legs. Taking hold of his prick, he wiggled it for her to see. The ugly red cock was stiffening even more. It was like a thick steel rod. And the plum tip was pulsing with lust. She shuddered thinking how that would feel fucking all the way up her cunt.
The circulation in her hands was cut off by the tight strands of adhesive tape he'd used to tie her. The tiny needles jabbing into her skin made her feel cold, alone. And having her legs pulled up and apart like they were to expose her cunt to his obscene advances was almost too much to bear.
Yet she thought it was kind of kinky being tied up like this. Why couldn't it have been Dan instead of this beast?
"Lick your lips, baby. That tells me you really want a taste of my cock."
In spite of herself, she licked her lips. And it wasn't a quick swipe, either. It was a slow, sensuous trip around her ruby red lips with just the pointy tip of her tongue.
She gasped as his weight collapsed on top of her. She couldn't escape him to take the pressure off her hip joints. The man snuggled close to her, then clamped his lips on her tits. He began noisily sucking and licking all over her snowy white tits.
The cones of titflesh shivered and danced around like blobs of jello on a plate. He started at the base of one and slowly spiraled up until he came to the cherry red nipple, on top. Sucking it into his mouth, he rolled it around like a small marble.
She felt the tremors stabbing down deep into her chest. The man was setting her hot and she didn't want him to fuck her. Still, her body betrayed her. The air she was breathing felt like it was superheated. It seared her lungs. Her tits heaved up and down.
This made the man think she wanted to be fucked. He worked his hips in under her bare ass and then touched the head of his cock to her pussy lips. She shivered again and it wasn't from the cold.
"Like it, don't you? You want my cock so bad you can't put it into words. I'm, gonna be good and give it to you all at once. Here it comes!"
He heaved forward. His cock raced up her tight, juicy cunt. It spread her velvety folds of cunt flesh apart as it speared deep into her belly. She gasped and almost fainted. She thought it was only in the historical romances where the heroine fainted from being fucked. She knew how wrong that was.
The doctor's sudden entry up her tight cunt had almost made her pass out. But in spite of the humiliation of being tied up and then fucked, his cock felt good inside her cunt.
She tried to deny it and couldn't. That prick was warming her guts. It made her feel good. It was thick and hot and dancing around with lust. Lust for her. She couldn't forget that. The man was hot for her. And that prick was huge.
She hadn't thought it would fit up her cunt. It did. She expanded to take every single inch of it. Not only was the man long, he was thick. The girth of his cock was enough to make her think someone had shoved their entire fist up her cunt.
He was hung. There was no denying that. And she should have gotten one hell of a charge out of being fucked by him. Still, she hated him. No matter how large his prick, she hated the man behind it.
"Really something, isn't it?" he said. "You've had a taste of it. Now I'll really give it to you!"
He pulled out of her cunt with an obscene squishing noise. She sucked in her breath and held it. The vacuum formed as he pulled out of her juicy cunt was almost more than she could bear.
When he left only the thick nosecone of his prick inside her, she knew he was tensing up for another push up her cunt. He entered her like a runaway freight train. The force with which he smashed into her crotch took her breath away.
The flames of her desire spread throughout her belly. She was ablaze with lust. She wanted more of that prick. It was tormenting her. No matter he had tied her up. That made it kinky, different, more exciting.
She wanted his prick.
"Fuck me, ooooh, it's so biiig!"
"You like it, don't you, you stupid cunt! I'll give it to you but good!"
He began fucking her with long, hard, deep strokes. She felt the flesh up and down her cunt begin to sear with the friction of the fucking. The impact of their bodies grinding together jarred her teeth. As he moved his crotch against hers, she let the syrupy warmth of the fucking flow over her brain.
Dazed, confused, she let the fucking carry her away to a better world. She was getting all the cock she could take. It was filling her cunt to overflowing. The way she felt was the same as when any other man fucked her.
What was so bad about this?
She couldn't remember. All she knew was that she was being pulled apart by his thick prick. He was trying to rip her apart all the way to the chin with each stroke and she loved it!
She wanted more!
The smacking noise of their fucking filled the room. She began to moan, to utter incoherent words. The pressures built up inside her. The prick was drilling hard all the way up her juicy cunt.
Then she came. The entire room seemed to spin around her. She tried to gab the sides of the table and brace herself. Her bound hands prevented it. She tried to kick and squirm and thrash around on the table. The way her legs were tied up kept her from doing it.