Chapter 1
"God, but these are the most delicious tits I ever saw!" the young intern exclaimed as he pulled the girl towards him and buried his head into the heaving globes of female flesh.
This wasn't exactly what Della had expected when he invited her to his room for help with her anatomy assignment in nursing school. She didn't need Dr. Smythe to tell her she had fabulous tits. She had been told that ever since they blossomed forth in her early teens. Now, at eighteen, she had listened to thousands of panting male compliments on the huge size of her jugs.
"Just a darn minute!" she exclaimed, twisting her body away from the overheated intern. "You said you'd help me with anatomy."
"Exactly!" Ben Smythe laughed. "And what a hell of an anatomy to help you with."
He caught her arm and pulled her through his room to the bed. She felt herself unable to stop him. Della was not sure whether she wanted to stop him. The girls, the other first-year nursing students, were all jealous that the gorgeous Dr. Ben Smythe had offered to help her with her lessons.
"He can help me with anything he-likes," her roommate had pouted. "Dr. Smythe can help himself to anything he-likes, far as I am concerned."
The first-year students had all gasped in awe when the lean intern walked into class to begin his lectures to them. Six-three, two hundred pounds, he had been All-America at Michigan before opting for medical school instead of the first draft of Baltimore. For three weeks they had all sat in his class and drooled over his body. Especially Della had drooled.
She had been unable to concentrate on his lectures for watching the sensuous movements of his lips as he spoke. She kept restraining the impulse to rush up and stop those lips with her own. She sat in class each day aching to rub her tits against his beautiful chest, to stroke all over his body, to rip his white hospital pants off and grab hold of his cock, which showed so tauntingly beneath the tight material.
And now he was pulling her down on his bed. She let him draw her down on his lap and kiss her tits through the stiffly starched blouse of her uniform. Della want to break away and escape from the room. Her fascination with his body had been only fantasy. She had imagined how nice it would be to rub his cock inside her thighs, but not seriously. That was all part of her innocent day-dreaming. She had always imagined things like that. She had dreamed of doing that with several of her teachers in high school, with her preacher, with her next-door neighbor, with even a few of the boys in high school. It was only fantasy, though. At eighteen, with the most provocative tits and the sauciest ass around, she was still a virgin. Yes, she tried to tell herself, she must get away from him.
"I.. . I mean," she stammered, trying to push his face away from her excited tits, "you were going to help me with my lessons."
"Your lesson," he corrected her, "this lesson. I'm going to teach you more about anatomy this afternoon than they'd ever publish in a textbook."
One hand had already slipped beneath her skirt and was caressing along her thighs. Della knew she had to get out of this soon. If he kept this up much longer, then she would be lost. Her body was already enjoying his touch. Another five minutes and she would be helpless against him.
"Honey," he continued, "I'm going to teach you about your body like you've never been taught before. When this special lesson's over, you'll know what this delicious body of yours is for."
His hand had moved beyond her thighs and was rubbing over her ass, sending hot sensations through her. The frightened little brunette tried once more to break from his grasp. Ben removed his hand and took her firmly by the shoulders. He shook her violently, then looked angrily at her. Della saw the threat of greater physical violence in his eyes. "That's enough of that!" he said firmly. "Nursing is no profession for a coward. It's no job for a puritan goody-goody. Nursing deals with life. It serves human needs. It must, then, understand all human needs and all physical functions. It does not deceive itself about the human body. It dares not see sex as a dreamy schoolgirl does. It has to see sex as a healthy human necessity and the body as a part of that healthy activity."
He released her, but his eyes still burned into her own. Della did not get up from the bed. She remained sitting across him, stunned by the force of his anger at her. She had to pass his course or she'd be out of nursing school. She was afraid that she didn't have the natural brilliance of mind to make it without his help. She sat and stared dumbly into his blazing eyes, trying to see how being seduced could make her a better nurse.
His look suddenly softened. His hands came back to her shoulders but only to hold her gently. He stroked slowly along her arms and smiled softly at her.
"I think you can be a wonderful nurse," he told her. "I'm sure you can make it. But I want to be sure you understand about the human body. I want us to see how that body works as a sexual machine. I want you to feel how the body responds to sexual stimulation. I want you to experience how two bodies interact. Do you understand?"
Della nodded blankly. Whatever he called it, he was going to fuck her. She had guarded her pussy all these years and now he was going to screw her in the name of medical instruction. What was more unbelievable, she was going to let him. She was not going to resist his caresses. Part of the reason for her merely nodding her assent was the flow of her thoughts.
For the silliest reason, Della was sitting there trying to remember which panties she had selected this morning. The buxom young girl hoped that she had on her laciest panties. If she were to be denied having her cherry popped in a white bridal gown, then at least she should be wearing her laciest panties.
Ben Smythe read the assent in the girl's body. It had been a hell of a lot easier than he had expected. His hands had itched to get a hold on those tits since the first day he had been assigned to teach the nursing students. He hadn't noticed the girl in the swarm of female faces before him on his first day, hadn't noticed her until she rose to leave. Suddenly he had been staggered by the view of magnificent tits filling out her blouse. The next day he had made sure he caught her name when the roll was called. He had watched her struggle to master the course, had been aware of certain difficulties she was having, and had been more than willing to offer her special assistance.
Most of her trouble with class work, he was confident, was because the girl was simply too tense. She wanted to succeed too much. She was trying too hard. Well, he'd take care of that this afternoon. He'd get her relaxed. A healthy sex life was absolutely necessary for such a girl to be able to settle down in her studies. He'd give Little Miss Big Tits a healthy sex life. Count on it!
Della let him pull her against his chest. Her boobs covered him. His hand slipped beneath her skirt and stroked along her thighs.
Damn that white cotton hose the hospital required, Ben thought. Why not let the girls wear sheer nylons? It would help the attitude of the patients to see flashing thighs around them. It sure would help the staff, the men on the staff, at least, when they played a little grab-ass. The white hose would only be a temporary problem, though. He'd get those things off in just a few minutes and get at her skin itself.
"Now, sweetheart," he softly informed her, "the first thing we have to do is to have you relax and begin to feel how your body responds to touch. Understand?"
Della nodded and moistened her lips. Her mouth felt dry. She knew how her body was reacting to his touch. That was why she was still here. His arguments had not convinced her. Her body had. His words simply gave her a rational reason for obeying the demands her body had already made. If any man had given her just the smallest reason years back, she would no longer be a virgin.
Yes, she would relax. At least she would try to relax. It was a little difficult to remain calm with the wonderful sensation of his hand on her thigh and ass. She nodded at him dreamily.
Ben stroked his hand slowly, sensuously, about her thigh. His eyes sought hers in a deep gaze. Della gritted her teeth in delight at the taunting movements of his hands.
"What do you feel when I do this?" Dr. Smythe asked her.
"I don't know," the girl replied, not sure what sort of answer he was seeking.
"No, I don't mean any complicated answer," he assured her. "Simply, is it pleasant to have your legs petted like this?"
She nodded her answer. God, yes, it was pleasant! It was more than pleasant. Her breath had lost its regularity as his hands kept up that maddening, teasing play. His fingers ran lightly down her leg.
"And does the pleasure go down this way, too?"
Della smiled, swallowed the lump that was in her throat, and nodded. His eyes glowed with the sweetest expression she'd ever seen. His hand came back up to her thigh, then around and inside her thigh. Sparks of delight shot into her crotch. Her cunt was beginning to glow. The young student felt that she would explode in ecstasy when his hands reached her twat. And certainly, she knew, he would reach up there. He had better touch her there, or she'd grab his hand and hold it to her anxious pussy.
"But it feels more pleasant when I caress you along here."
He was touching her pussy now! Della winced at the wonderful sensation which his hands brought as they stroked gently over her cunt. She clenched her teeth more tightly. Her breath came in shorter gasps as his hand pressed more firmly against the excited pussy.
Della looked over at Dr. Smythe and saw the huge bulging mass at his crotch. She looked at his face and saw the way his veins stood out in his own excitement.. She watched the passion on his face, the flaring of his nostrils. He moistened his lips with a sensuous movement of his tongue, then swallowed again.
The desire to grab at that bulging cock beneath his white pants was almost overwhelming. Della reached a trembling hand towards him and placed it along his thigh. God, but his leg was firm. She stroked along his leg as he leaned over and kissed her where his hand was still petting.
"You see the response that brings," he commented in his deep, soft voice. "You see how that excites you. That's the way we're made. That's how we're supposed to react. Now move your own hand up my leg. You want to, don't you?"
Della nodded and obeyed. Her hand leaped in delight as she touched his swollen cock. It was immense! She'd never dreamed a cock was that large. She knew a prick became swollen and rigid, but this was beyond her expectations. Her entire body trembled at the excitement generated by the doctor's pulsing cock. She softly caressed his prick and traced its outline with her fingers. Ben caressed her cunt and continued to kiss through her hose and panties.
Suddenly she knew that she wanted him to fuck her. She didn't want any more slow instruction. She wanted to get her hands on that fantastic cock. She wanted him to kiss her cunt without any hose or panties in the way. She wanted her tits to press against that big solid chest of his. She wanted his hands to encompass her jugs. She wanted to get that throbbing prick out of his pants. She wanted to reach beneath Ben and fill her hands with his balls.
"Amazing, isn't it?" he asked her. "Amazing how our bodies make their demands on us. They know why they were made as they are. My cock knows where it fits into your body. This little pussy is already sweating to have it get in there."
He moved his hands up to her tits and revolved them slowly and firmly. Ben was right. Her pussy was moist. Della could feel the dampness down there. If he didn't get her panties off soon, she would soak them. Her tits were heaving themselves into his anxious hands, wanting to be pawed more vigorously. She felt an ache in her stiffening nipples. His soft play with her had turned her into a throbbing collection of pussy and tit which now wanted far more than instruction. She wanted to be fucked. She had to be fucked or she would go mad!
"Fuck me," she pleaded. "You've taught me about my body. It was made for you to fuck."
"You're a hot little number, aren't you?" Ben laughed. "I had the impression that all it would take was a hand on your clit to turn you on. Most of you little reluctant virgins are like that. You're afraid of your own cunt. This afternoon you're going to enjoy your cunt. You're going to see just how much fucking is a part of your physical needs."
He began slipping her hose down over her hips. Della lifted her ass from the bed to make it easier. Her thighs and legs tingled in delight as his hands pulled them down, then followed them with her panties. Ben paused to kiss her pussy. Her cunt-lips quivered at the touch of his lips. Her pussy throbbed from the shooting sparks of passion which raged through it.
The luscious brunette helped the young intern remove her uniform, letting her more than ample tits pour out of the bra as they unsnapped it. Ben took the heaving orbs in his hands and kissed them reverently. His hands became more excited by the luscious flesh, and he pulled her jugs forward to meet his lips. He kissed the nipples. He kissed around the peach-tinted areolas. He opened his lips and drew the nipples into his mouth. His tongue whipped them to fiery delight. His hands caressed them to panting demand.
Della reached for his cock. Her fingers tightened about the stiff rod, amazed at the heat it sent through the material of his pants. She reached out with her other hand and felt his balls, tugging and teasing until the intern was panting as hard as she. She slipped a hand beneath his shirt and stroked the hairy chest, fingering around his nipples as wildly as his tongue was working on her perky tit-tips.
"Damn if you aren't a hot little number," he gulped. "You've got my pecker so heated up I'm liable to shoot off in my pants. Can't have that, can we?"
He stood up quickly and slipped his pants off. The shirt followed, then his shorts. Della gasped as the big prick came roaring out of the shorts. Until now she had only seen little boys' peckers. Her first view of a man's cock in business position caught her by surprise.
"It.. . it won't go," she stammered. "It's too big. You'll tear me apart with that."
Ben stood over her, holding his inflamed rod in his hands. He looked down at her nude body. His eyes wandered over her heaving tits. He moistened his lips at the sight of the lush growth of black hair on her cunt-mound. He smiled lustfully at the soft thighs and lithe legs on the frightened girl.
"Another lesson in anatomy," he told her. "It's amazing just how much can go in or come out of your pussy. It'll take a few good fucks to stretch you right, but even this much cock can go in there today. I admit you will feel just a little bit of pain at the beginning. If you've never been screwed before, then you'll feel even more. I guarantee you, though, that before we're through, you'll have forgotten about any minor discomfort. As I've been teaching you, cock and pussy were made to fit together."
The young intern moved onto the bed over the now apprehensive brunette. He spread her legs and placed his cock against her cunt-lips. Ben pushed his knob firmly against her gash and held it there while his hands began to caress her thighs and tits. His mouth went back to her nipples, sucking more strongly. One finger came around her thighs and began to prepare the way for his cock. Her cunt-lips tingled as it passed. Della felt a new delicious thrill when he began to press the finger against her clit. He revolved the button in tight circles, stimulating more flow of her juices and more maddening sparks through her cunt.
"Your pussy's getting ready," he assured her. "Feel all the juice gushing out. That little cunt's getting all lathered and ready. Same with my cock. Feel it? It's secreting its own lubricant so it can slip in your cunt more easily."
Della reached between her legs and caught hold of the steaming cock just as Ben's lips came over her own. He kissed her with rough demand. His lips twisted hers to suit themselves. His tongue parted her lips and came sensuously into her mouth. He tongued her thoroughly while his hands tore at her cunt and at her tits. He worked her to a peak of gasping, throbbing desire. Her body burned with a lust matching his. She wanted his hands to claw more violently at her tits. She wanted him to plunge that huge plow of a cock into her virgin cunt. She wanted him to rise to a frenzy of wild passion for her.
The girl hunched her pussy at his taunting finger. She thrust her cunt against his stiff prick. She tightened her legs around his lean, hard body. Her tits mashed against his chest. Her nipples rippled in delight at the touch of his body hair. She sucked on the tongue which roamed inside her mouth. She came alive in burning throbs of passion, in frantic spasms of need.
He moved his finger from her cunt and caught her by her ass. He held her hips and ass in both hands and pressed his prick into her pussy-mouth. The big cock-head spread the labia and began to stretch her tiny cunt-hole. The throbbing prick came against her cherry and clit. She tensed at the mixture of delight and pain and fear. She knew she was about to get fucked. There was no way to-stop the entry of that maddened monster now. Ben would fuck her, whatever the pain to her. Yet she wanted him to do just that. She was no more willing to stop than he.
"It'll only hurt for a moment," he assured her. "Then you have nothing ahead of you but the fun of a good hard fuck."
He jammed his cock at her cherry. He held her ass in his big hands and rammed his cock through.
Della cried out loudly in the pain of his brutal entry. Her cherry popped. Her cunt felt torn. Pain and passion shot through her body as he plunged his cock deeper into her cunt. There was nothing now to stop its progress. He had her cunt open. He had her cunt stretched about his swelling cock. His body pulsed over her as he began to fuck her roughly.
"That takes care of another cherry," he. laughed coarsely. "Now I'm just going to have one hell of a good piece of tail."
His mouth came back over hers. His hand returned to her tits. His cock plunged into her cunt with renewed force. She shook from the violence with which he was fucking her. The numbness which had suffused her cunt after he popped her cherry began to wear off.
Della could feel his cock now. She could feel the skin gliding back on each huge thrust. Her pussy vibrated around his pistoning cock. Small spasms began along the glowing walls of her cunt. She held him yet tighter about his legs, then raised her thighs more and wrapped her legs around his hips. The luscious young brunette twisted herself sensuously against him. She rubbed her tits firmly over his chest. She sucked more madly on his roving tongue.
He began to grunt against her as his fuck-tempo increased. The thrusting cock had her clit singing, with its movements. Her tits swelled to a new firmness. Della felt as if they were inches larger as they trembled against his humping body. Her nipples were glowing coals against his hairy chest. Her thighs tried to grasp his hips more securely. Her cunt began to explode about his lunging pecker. She felt his cock sloshing through their juices as he fucked her. She heard the suction of her pussy as he pulled the great cock all the way back to her clit before ramming it balls deep into her hole once more.
Her ass shook with its own excitement. She was fucking back at him just as intently as he was balling her. The girl throbbed to her first orgasm, which brought the flame within her to a kaleidoscope of cascading passions and soaring delight. She clung to his body as she urged him onward toward his climax. She held him, hugged him, sucked his tongue as she rode the wild stallion of her lust.
"God, you're a hell of a fuck!" he told her, lifting his face from hers. "I've popped cherries before, but I never found anything this good on the other side."
"Fuck me!" she hissed at him. "FUCK ME!"
His body exploded over her. His violence threatened to carry her beyond the limits of her consciousness. He lifted her from the bed with the force of his plunges, then pinned her back to the bed as he changed the angle of his assault. He fucked her brutally, cruelly, until she thrilled to feel the erupting orgasm in him.
Suddenly, his cock spewed its load into her quivering cunt. She gasped at the force and the heat of his jizz. Her cunt sucked at the luscious liquid. She shook with the intern while he passed through his own roaring climax. Then she held him softly as his passion abated. She held him gently as he came back to more normal breathing, his head resting across her tits.
"I think you gave as much a lesson as I did," he told her. "You taught me more about how much cum I've got than any girl ever has."
Della pressed a tit against his mouth. She was tired of talk about sex. She would no longer be content with talk about it, not when fucking was so much better.
Della's beautiful body stirred from the couch where she had been lying, her mind far away in her memories. She stretched her lithe body deliciously and remembered how wonderful it had all been. So what that it happened five years ago? It had been a wonderful fuck, the first of many wonderful fucks. The young woman looked at her watch. She would have to rush to get in dinner before reporting for her night duty at the hospital. She ran back to her bedroom, still remembering how fabulous Ben had been in those days before he left the hospital to start his own practice. She had not found anyone yet who could match him.