My first appointment on Monday morning was with young Tony, a sixteen-year-old boy who had been sent by his father, who owned a drugstore in town. I rapidly took a medical case history on him, then leaned back and started to establish some rapport with him.
"How old were you when you first experienced sex, Tony?"
He averted his eyes and studied the tops of his shoes. It was easy to see that he was going to be a reluctant patient.
"I was twelve the first time I jacked off, Tony," I told him. "Then two years later I laid my first girl. She was nineteen and I was fourteen. And it's generally about that way with all fellows," I said.
"Yeah," he admitted shyly. "Me, too."
After I stressed the fact that anything and everything he told me was in complete confidence, and that not even a court order or a couple of martinis could force me to reveal whatever he told me, he began to open up.
"Okay, Doc. Betty phoned me night before last – Saturday – when my folks were out. We aren't supposed to even talk to each other outside of school, because of the club, y' know, but anyway she said you could be trusted, that you were on the kids' side, not our old folks', so I'll tell you about whatever you want to know, I guess, Doc."
Then the whole story came tumbling out: how three older girls – all high school seniors – had gotten him and his buddy, Bill, to undress and "play husband and wife" one rainy day at one of the girls' homes. The three girls took turns jacking them off and sucking them and then introducing both boys into the intricacies and mysteries of the female pleasure valleys.
One of the girls' sisters had come home – a married woman of twenty-five, and joined in and really showed them some variety and talent, whereupon Tony and Bill soon thought of themselves as real men of the world. They soon coaxed a couple of fourteen-year-old girls to undress and let the boys explore them inside and outside. It developed that the girls were as overjoyed and satisfied as the boys, and each pair invited friends for the next bedroom session, so one day they decided to make a formal club of the group, with an initiation fee and dues. Any new member had to engage in intercourse with the three initiation officers, and this fortunate fucking duty rotated right after each new member was broken in. The boys broke in the girls, and the girls broke in the boys.
The other club rules were: no going steady between members, no screwing or blowing outside of fellow club members, which eliminated any chances of venereal disease, no one had to do any sex act that did not appeal to them (although Tony said that there was very little reluctance – experimentation was the name of the game).
When new officers were elected (they called them "erection" nights) the boys elected the girl officers and vice versa – based upon the eagerness, talent, enthusiasm, endurance, and variety of the sex acts that each candidate was willing to perform. Elections all turned into voluptuous orgies of campaigning as each and every kid strove to impress the others with his or her knowledge.
I asked Tony what he liked best, and he said, "All of it, except the only trouble is that these are all just kids. It was better right at the first, when I got to ball that married woman. Man, she was really something! That's what I want again – a real woman. I've seen my mother undressed, and believe me, I'd rather have a big, full woman than these young chicks."
We chatted a little further, then I dismissed him, reminding him of his scheduled thrice-weekly counseling sessions. "Sure," he said, "I'll be here. You're the first grownup I've found that a guy can talk to. And Betty didn't give me all the details, but she said you are really one helluva man." He grinned. "I'll just guess what that meant."
My next appointment was at four p.m. with Betty, after she finished her high school classes. I had no secretary, as my meager clientele didn't warrant it, so a bell in the office notified me whenever someone entered. It rang at four sharp, and I opened the door between the office and the lobby. Sure enough, there was Betty, but not alone. With her was a girl I took to be in high school, a slim, little, long-haired blonde with a well-developed bust. Betty spoke up first.
"Doc, this is Linda. She's my best friend, and her mom is trying to get her to come and see you for some counseling. My mom talked to her mom and recommended you real good. Can she come with us for our counseling session?" She hesitated. "I know I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, but Linda knows. It just sorta slipped out. Don't be mad, Doc-Daddy. She's great – you'll find out," she reassured me.
I locked the office door and motioned the girls into my office. I followed the high-assed, miniskirted little girls down the hall and noticed approvingly the soft rolling hips on Linda. She was small and slim, a tiny, tiny waist topping off her tight skirt filled so voluptuously with round, bouncy asscheeks. And she knew it – you could tell by the slow undulation of her walk. It looked promising.
We had no sooner entered my inner office than Betty started stripping down, and noticed Linda doing the same, only more slowly. Linda wore no panties under her skirt (I'd already noticed that), and I watched admiringly as she pulled her sweater off over her head. Her waist couldn't have been over a 17-incher, and her pubic hair was very scanty and thin, and being blonde, was almost invisible. My eyes roved upward and I did a double take. Her sweater was off and she was reaching back to unfasten her bra, which if it wasn't full of foam rubber, was at least a 40-D. She laid it on top of her skirt on the chair, and turned around – no falsies, it was all real, and I couldn't take my eyes off the magnificent, bounteous glories of that firm, shelf-like bust jutting out proudly, quiveringly, each tiny pink nipple protruding up and sideways a little. Jesus Christ! I felt myself getting aroused just at the wonderful pair of teats facing me. I eyeballed her up and down a couple of times, admiring the smooth and flat plane of her tummy and the nice full hips and thighs, and then back to those huge, perfect breasts. Betty's voice broke my reverie.
"I knew you'd like her, Doc. And she can keep her mouth shut, can't you, Linda?"
"Sure, I promise," Linda said, noticeably eyeing the bulge in my shorts as she watched me undress.
"Who's first?" Betty asked, and we all looked at each other. "I'll bet you want to try Linda, don't you, Doc? Okay, but don't take too long, and don't wear him out, Linda. Save some for me. Save plenty for me – I haven't had any in forty-eight hours." I saw Betty walk behind my desk and sit in my big leather chair as Linda and I headed for the sofa. I couldn't keep my eyes off her tits. They stuck out nearly a foot and jiggled vigorously as she walked. Young and firm and tender – just the way I like them. And big enough to work on for a hell of while without their getting monotonous.
She sat on the edge of the sofa and I sat down beside her, my arm around her, cupping one of those fabulous tits, the tip of my fingers caressing her nipple. It reacted immediately, springing erect, and I leaned her back and kissed her. Her sweet young lips parted, and tongue met tongue in a warm, sensuous bath. I explored her mouth and throat with my tongue as she pressed her huge breasts against me and moaned softly. I slid down and knelt in front of her, massaging both glorious orbs, pressing them against my face and tongue, nipping at the nipples alternately with my teeth, but very gently. Then I pressed them together and rotated them inward with my thumbs so that I could nurse them both at once, and she whimpered and slid further off toward the edge of the sofa so that she was pressing against my body and my harden.
Releasing her breasts from my mouth, I slid down onto my knees in front of her and gently lifted her knees up and apart as my tongue trailed and lapped tenderly across her tummy and down into her cunt hairs. I parted the tickling cunt hairs with my nose and slid my tongue up and down in the crease as she raised her legs higher and higher and slumped even further down toward my mouth. Her childlike cunt pressed up against my face for more tongue caresses, and I obliged her. I felt her hands on the back of my head, and they tightened and pressed my face even closer as the fires built up within her. I felt her soft trembling thighs on my shoulders, and her voice came through to me…
"There, right there, oooooohhhhh, yes, more, more, oh, God! There it is, yes, yes, yes," and I was clasped between her clutching and clawing hands and her straining thighs as she pushed her tender pink lubricated cunt harder into my face. I could feel the warmth and taste the sweet musk of her orgasm as my mouth and her child's cunt became slippery with her hot love juices. I kept tonguing her while I laid her lengthwise on the sofa and mounted her with my knees next to her shoulders and my face still buried in her hot tight cunt, lapping and savoring and bringing a series of quivering responses from her young body and a moaning and whimpering from her voice.
She seized my rigid cock in both hands and then guided it quickly between her baby lips. She stretched her lips around the head and I nearly came from the sudden warmth and moist-ness of her eager mouth. Then I rocked up and down, back and forth, each stroke a little longer, until soon she was engulfing the whole length of my stiff shaft. I lifted her hard little asscheeks up toward my face and while I was sucking on her juicy clit, I slid one finger into her tight, tiny cunt and another up her asshole. The two fingers could feel each other through the connecting wall, and I stroked them carefully and slowly as I had her little love button. I could feel the total response immediately, and the trembling and the quivering of her magnificent body aroused me even further. Her mouth kept getting wilder and wilder as she tongued and chewed and hand-stroked the cock in her mouth. Her pretty head bobbed up and down ever faster, and I could hold back no longer. As I felt her delicious box racked with spasms of passion, I blew my load into her mouth and she swallowed gamely to get all of my juicy come without losing a drop. Meanwhile, her hips bucked and rocked up against, my fingers and my face as her warm musky lust filled my mouth and my tongue fluttered like a hummingbird's wings against her luscious clit to keep her at her peak till she was entirely drained and moaning.
I rolled off, exhausted. She turned on her side and pushed a gigantic breast into my face. "Nurse me, you dirty, wonderful man. Suck it hard! Oh, God, that was simply marvelous." She glanced at Betty, behind the desk. "Hey, look at that – playing with herself. Oh, Betty, I sure am glad you leveled with me about Doc. You weren't kidding a damn bit – he's perfect. And as big as you said he was. So much better than those silly schoolboys." She laughed. "You can have what's left, Betty. Although I'm ready for more now. I haven't been fucked for over two weeks. And never that good!" She pulled her huge tit from my mouth and got up and walked shakily to the desk as Betty came around toward me and the sofa.
"Oh, Daddy-Doc, give me that same big fucking you gave me Saturday," she said as she pressed her firm globular breasts against my chest and then reached up to kiss me. Her tongue pushed itself clear into my mouth and swathed back and forth, up and down, in and out as she ground her smooth thighs up against me. Her hand reached down and grabbed my half-limp cock and slowly squeezed and massaged it. We fell onto the sofa.
"Let's do it different this time. I like variety in my fucking," she said.
"Sure," was my only word to them that afternoon until they were leaving.
I slid down till I was on the edge of the sofa, then lifted and turned her so her back was to me and sat her on my lap, my cock protruding between her white thighs. She rubbed and petted it slowly, gently as I reached around her and cupped both of her hard globes in my hands. I flipped the nipples briskly with my fingers and pressed firmly on her tits as she tantalizingly rubbed the head of my cock and traced her fingernail softly back and forth on the head of it. In no time my tool was rigid and surging and throbbing for action. I pushed her gently forward and spread her thighs apart with my knees so she could rub the head of my big cock back and forth along her already moist cunt. She parted the lips of her snatch with her left hand and wiggled her body down onto the head of my cock. I could feel the snug, firm resistance of her tiny hot cunt slowly yielding to the increasing pressure as she sat slowly down on it. If it had not been for the passionate juices that lubricated the inside of her love nest, she'd have been as tight as a virgin.
"Oooooohhhh, God! That's good, lover. But I'll have to go awful slow – it feels like I'm already stuffed full of cock, and it's only a third of the way in." I rocked my hips up and down a few inches, and each time I did, she would relax a little more, and another inch or so would warmly slide inside her. At this angle I could barely penetrate her, and the firm gripping of her cunt walls nearly drove me crazy. I could feel her slick love juices increasing, too, and knew that she was loving every inch of it. I slid my hand around to just above the shaft of my cock, found her clit, and moistening the tip of my finger at the lips of her cunt, began to stroke the pink button. She started throwing her hard, round ass all over my lap, and I could feel the point of my cock touching the tip of her womb on each down stroke of her body. Then she stayed pressed close to my lap and began rocking back and forth, back and forth, faster and faster, grinding my shaft into the heart of her young love nest. The muscles of her cervix rubbed my glans with soft, fiery friction till I was ready to scream with exquisite delight. Her soft panting had turned into talking and almost shouting: "There, there, oh, yes, Daddy, fuck it, fuck it hard, oh, yes, grind it in me, more, more, oh, yes, don't ever stop, I'm coming, Daddy, I'm coming, arrghhh! Ooooohhhh, Jeee-susss!"
My loins were surging, and I could feel the throbbing pump, pump, pump of my cock against the very end of her snug cunt as I shot a load into her that almost lifted her off my lap. She kept grinding and whimpering until every last drop was milked from the head of my willing and eager cock. I lay back, completely pooped, and she slumped languidly back onto my chest, my wilted cock in her well-drowned and fiery cunt. We lay there, panting, and then I could feel the soft, warm contractions of her cunt start to massage and invigorate my cock. Snapping pussy always has aroused me, and she'd learned the trick of contracting and relaxing her snatch muscles until it felt like a warm mouth or hand was squeezing the full length of my shaft. I could feel it beginning to arouse once more. Then she jumped up off my lap and grinned impishly. "I shouldn't do that to you, Doc – it's Linda's turn. And anyway, I'll be too sore to walk if I get all I want." She turned to Linda. "C'mon, honey, I told you I'd share the goodies with you. There's enough for all, I think."
As I lay on the sofa trying to catch my breath and relax. Linda loomed up over me, and it seemed the whole world consisted of a pair of perfect tits, attached to a young girl. She leaned down and pressed them together and thrust both nipples into my mouth at once. I knew what to do with them, and as my tongue flashed rapidly across their tips, Linda's little hand reached down for my semi-rigid tool. As she felt its tumescence increasing and its firmness growing, she stepped back.
"I like a little variety, too, don't forget. How about eating me up, Doc, and Betty can blow you at the same time? Sound okay?" Linda asked. She lay down on the sofa, on the edge, almost on her back, and lifted her long, slim legs back far enough to mash her wondrously full tits, and said, "Come and get your lucky lunch, Doc."
I knelt before her and gazed admiringly at the teensy little pink slit that was barely covered with blonde hair. It didn't look big enough to admit a finger, much less a ten-inch cock, but I'd soon warm it up enough to take all I had and give her all she wanted. As I was looking so admiringly at Linda's young pussy, I felt Betty lie down on the rug, face up, and wriggle between my hips so she could position herself under my half-hard cock. I felt her hands cup my balls and stroke my prick gently as I leaned forward and ran my tongue slowly up and down the outer lips of baby Linda's sweet cunt. Suddenly I felt the electric touch of Betty's moist tongue on the head of my cock, and I impulsively dove my mouth and nose into Linda's snatch. Tongue stiff, I raked up and down the wet lips of her cunt and they parted willingly before my onslaught. The sweet, apricot taste of her young pussy drove me wild, and I went searching with my lips for her clitoris. Ah, there. Its rigidity and pungent, delicate smell made me even hornier, and I fastened tightly to it with my lips as my tongue roamed happily over and around the responsive little button. I could hear Linda's sighs of delight, and felt the tightening response of her inner thighs along my ears as her passionate young body answered my silent call of love.
I let my hips sink down a little at the urgent pull of Betty's hands on my back, and felt her try to take the entire shaft in her mouth, her hot little tongue twisting and squeezing and sponging the length of my tool, her cheeks and jaws working overtime to contain the rigid muscle. In no time all three of us were in our own private heavens, delighting in our individual fantasies and reveling in the succulent satisfactions of both giving and receiving a lot of love and happiness. The more I thought about the tender bodies and lusts of these two girl-women that surrounded me, the wilder my passions got. Delicious, young, satisfying, overeager, tasty tiny morsels – true Paradise on earth.
"That's three, oh, God, three, yes, Daddy, keep it up, oh, don't ever stop, yes, yes, oh, Christ, again, that's four," Linda was moaning and talking. "Oh, Jeee-susss! I'm coming again, Daddy, that's five! Arrrrgghhhh! I can't take any more! Quit! No, no, I didn't mean it – keep it up. Oh, God, I'm going crazy, crazy, crazy, Doc. There, there, one more, yes, eat me, eat me, more, more. There!"
With her sixth orgasm, I pumped Betty's face so full of my come that she gagged trying to contain it and my big cock both, and some spilled down her cheeks and neck. She grabbed my hips and sucked the last drop out with her vacuum cleaner cheeks and lips. I just rolled over on the rug, off her, and lay there, panting and smiling. Betty leaned over, petted my cock a moment, and licked up the last couple of drops that came seeping out with what I figured would be my dying twitch. Linda was lying on the sofa with her eyes shut and her hands gently massaging her over-nibbled cunt.
"Oh, Lord, I've come two or three times in an evening before, with different guys, but never, no never have I had such a one-tripper. God Almighty, once I started coming, and you kept nibbling my clit that way, I thought the top of my fucking head was going to melt right off, Doc. Hell, I couldn't take any more, but I didn't want you to quit, either. I was going insane, I thought. But I am sure spoiled now, I'll tell you. I'd read about multiple comes, but thought they were just kidding. Whew! You've got me hooked for life, Doc. But what are Betty and I going to do with just little boys now?" she asked.
"Don't worry about that for a while," I told her. "We'll be making it for quite a while, is my guess. Then you'll just have to get a young boyfriend and teach him what you want and how to do it. Shouldn't be too hard for you girls, as pretty and sexy as you kids are. But as I said, I intend to work on you and keep you happy for a long time. But remember, this is all top secret – we don't want to blow the whole deal, do we?"
"Hell, no, Doc. I just want to blow your prick. Every chance I get. Damn, this afternoon has been the greatest!" Betty said.
"Well, your hour's up, so we've got to get dressed and look like doctor and patient now. What a shame," I said.
Betty's mother picked the girls up a few minutes later and Linda said she had just read the magazines in my lobby while I was counseling Betty. "See you Wednesday, Doctor," Betty said quietly and demurely as she left.