Chapter 5
Jill received a letter in the mail from Dr. Al Field. There was a bill enclosed, along with a referral to a Dr. G. S. Stone. Attached to this was a handwritten note.
"Jill," Al Field had written. "You need help. I sincerely believe that. I'm sorry I took advantage of your weakness-it was very unprofessional of me. You're a sick woman. On the verge of wrecking your marriage and possibly, your life with your reckless sexual impulses. Please see Dr. Stone at once before you burn all your bridges behind you."
Jill crumpled up the note and laughed. If she was sick then she hoped nobody ever came up with a cure.
But her curiosity got the best of her and she called Dr. Stone's office just for kicks. Jill imagined him as some incorruptible old fuddy-duddy with all the warmth of his name. It might be fun, she thought, to put the make on a man like that.
"Oh, yes, Mrs. Bennett, we've been expecting you to call," the nurse said over the phone. "The doctor is very anxious to see you. Why don't you come right over?"
"Okay," Jill agreed, feeling an itch in her pussy.
Before she left the house she took off her bra and panties and perfumed her cunt. Her blouse was unbuttoned about three notches too low, so her bare tits jiggled whenever she moved, her nipples playing peekaboo.
A half an hour later, when Jill entered the neat brick building out in the valley, Dr. Stone's nurse practically greeted her at the door.
"I'm Christina," the attractive young woman told Jill. "We try for an informal atmosphere around here. May I call you by your first name?"
"Sure," Jill said, surprised by how comfortable she felt in Dr. Stone's office.
"Do you want to step into the other room and undress now, Jill?" Christina inquired with a smile.
"Isn't that a little unusual?" Jill asked. "Dr. Stone isn't a medical doctor."
"Yes, but I am a registered nurse," Christina explained. "Licensed to perform routine physical examinations. Dr. Stone believes it helps to understand a person's mind better if you are familiar with their body. This way, Jill, it will only take a few minutes. It's a very basic examination."
The room where Jill was supposed to strip was hued in soft lighting, nothing like an ordinary examining room. Music was piped in. Violins were playing in the background as Christina began to help Jill off with her skirt.
"No panties, Jill?" Christina asked with a grin when Jill was nude from the waist down.
Jill didn't know how to respond. The way Christina's eyes stayed riveted to her pussy put butterflies in her stomach.
"I don't wear panties either," Christina said, still grinning. "It makes me feel free when a blast of fresh air shoots up between my legs. A real lift. Same for you, Jill?"
Jill nodded, as Christina unbuttoned her blouse and looked at her bare tits.
"I knew you weren't wearing a bra the second I saw you," Christina revealed. "I saw your nipples poking through your blouse."
Christina plucked one of the ripe, red nipples, then the other one.
"Are your nipples always this hard, Jill?" Christina asked.
Jill was speechless.
"Or are they just like this when you're turned-on?" Christina purred. "Does being naked in front of me turn you on, Jill?"
"Yes," Jill gasped.
"Really?" Christina murmured. She was unbuttoning the front of her own white uniform dress now.
The dress just seemed to float away. All of a sudden, Christina was nude except for her white stockings. Like Jill, she was a natural blonde.
"Y-you're beautiful," Jill gulped with awe, as Christina took her in her arms.
Christina kissed her, using her tongue like a hot-tipped lance. With tits and cunt rubbing against her, Jill melted inside.
"Lie down on the couch, Jill," Christina said when she broke the kiss. "Be sure to spread your legs. I need to, uh, examine you. We use a couch here instead of one of those tables most doctors use. It's so much more comfortable."
The couch was leather. Wide and plush. Jill sunk into it when she reclined on her back.
Then Jill opened her cunt in another woman's face for the first time in her life. Christina licked her lips.
"Don't worry about a thing," Christina cooed. "I'm an excellent nurse."
She dipped down between Jill's gaping thighs. Her tongue probed into Jill's pussy, testing the damp.
"Oooooh, that feels so good," Jill moaned, as her cunt was eaten for the first time by another woman. Jill climaxed without warning. The abrupt gush of pussy juice spilled into Christina's sucking mouth and the cunt-licking nurse sighed from the honeyed flavor.
The doctor's office was thickly carpeted, so footsteps were impossible to hear. In addition, the lighting was uniformly subdued. Someone could walk down the corridor, open a door and the people inside might not immediately notice there was an intruder if they were busy.
Christina and Jill were very busy. As Christina went down on her pussy, Jill came and came. Neither of them were aware they had a visitor.
"Well, I see you two have gotten acquainted," a tall woman in a shapeless smock said.
Christina's head rose up from between Jill's legs. Pussy juice trickled down her chin.
"Doctor," Christina identified the intruder.
"Dr. Stone?" Jill muttered with confusion.
"Call me Grace," the tall woman said. "You must be Jill Bennett."
Jill nodded.
"I apologize for Christina," the doctor chuckled. "I'm afraid she gets carried away at times."
The doctor paused.
"That is, I apologize if there's any reason for it," she added. "Different kinds of women respond in different ways to a girl like Christina, if you know what I mean."
Jill blushed with embarrassment, as she realized Dr. Stone was subtly accusing her of being a lesbian.
"I-I've never done anything like this before," Jill defended herself.
Grace Stone had gray eyes that bored holes in people.
"But you liked it, didn't you, Jill?" she said, fixing Jill with a stare.
Jill remembered that her legs were still apart. She closed them and her wet pussy squished.
"That's not necessary," Grace Stone responded. "You have nothing to be ashamed of. You're among friends."
She barely touched the insides of Jill's thighs and they instantly parted again.
"Doesn't Jill have a beautiful cunt?" Christina sighed in the background.
Grace Stone ran a finger up the gooey slot of Jill's pussy lips, stopping where the petals of flesh joined at the top and pressing Jill's clit. Jill jumped with excitement and her cunt drooled.
"She has a nice, firm clit," Grace told her nurse. "Extremely sensitive."
"You should taste her," Christina urged.
"I intend to," Grace answered without hesitation. "If it's all right with Jill, of course."
The doctor stepped backward so Jill could see all of her through the V of her spread legs. The shapeless smock fell away. Grace Stone wore only pantyhose underneath. Then they were gone and she was totally naked.
Grace was big. Big everywhere. There wasn't an ounce of fat anywhere on her. At her muscular crotch was the thickest, darkest thatch of pussy hair that Jill had ever seen.
"Is it all right if I eat your cunt, Jill?" Grace asked patiently.
Jill couldn't believe how hot she was.
"Oh, yes!" she gushed, throwing all restraint to the winds. "Please go down on me, Grace! Suck my pussy!"
"With pleasure, Jill," the doctor replied.
Grace knelt forward, burying her big head in the crux of Jill's sleek thighs. Then the lips of her mouth were pressing against the lips of Jill's twat.
"Use your tongue," Jill urgently moaned.
Grace's tongue hardened and shot into the moist channel of Jill's cunt. The doctor was an expert at tongue-fucking another woman's pussy. Jill's hips began to squirm just as if her twat were being fucked by a real cock.
"Mmmm, Jill's already coming," Christina noted from the sidelines. "I can always tell."
"Oh, yes... yes, I'm coming," Jill swooned. "Coming so hard. Can't keep from coming."
"You're beautiful when you come," Christina told Jill, moving over to stroke her long blonde hair.
Christina stood over Jill's face, at the end of the couch, parting her thighs and flexing her crotch. Jill rolled her eyes back in their sockets and saw pussy. She was hungry for it immediately.
"I know what you want, Jill," Christina chuckled from above.
The nurse straddled the corner of the couch with one of her long legs, centering her golden cunt with Jill's mouth. Then she lowered her crotch until her twat was just inches from Jill's lips.
"Tickle me with your tongue, Jill," Christina called down. "Tease me. I like my cunt nice and juicy before I feed it to another woman."
Jill's tongue darted into the open. It just reached Christina's dangling pussy lips, as it wiggled back and forth.
"Mmmmm," Christina groaned, lowering her cunt just a little more. "Lick my clit, Jill. Get my pussy juice really flowing."
The tip of Jill's tongue touched Christina's clit and pushed deep into its hood of pink flesh. Christina's cunt seemed to spring a leak. and as it oozed honey, Christina finally lowered her pussy all the way against Jill's awaiting mouth.
The sounds of sucking and licking filled the room. Jill couldn't decide which turned her on more, eating another woman's sweet cunt or having her own eaten. Maybe, she concluded, that was the way lesbian sex was supposed to be. In any case, she certainly had a couple of experts to break her in.
Between Jill's thighs, Grace Stone was driving her rigid tongue up Jill's cunt. The pressure never relented. Jill couldn't stop coming.
Neither could Christina as she sat on Jill's face with five inches of tongue up her twat. Jill instinctively knew how to tongue-fuck another woman's pussy. The more the tongue in her own cunt made her climax, the better Jill passed on the favor to the pussy she was simultaneously eating.
It went on like this for several minutes. Jill's climaxes ebbed and flowed, but she always had one going. Christina seemed to also.
It was Grace Stone who broke things up. She called her nurse off of Jill's face, suggesting that the action move on to something else.
"You mean that... already?" Christina asked the doctor.
Grace nodded and smiled.
"Jill is a very advanced patient," she said to her nurse. "Surely, I don't have to convince you of that, Christina."
Christina just laughed, then abruptly left the room.
"What's going on?" Jill asked in a daze, still flat on her back, her legs apart and her pussy seeping.
"Why don't you let yourself be surprised?" Grace soothed, stroking the inside of one of Jill's thighs. "Trust us."
A question popped into Jill's mind. Suddenly she couldn't resist asking it.
"When Dr. Field referred me here," she said rapidly, before she could lose her nerve, "did he know this was going to happen?"
Grace Stone was amused.
"You mean Al?" she softly laughed. "No, Jill, his interest was strictly above-board in sending you to me, in spite of what may have happened between the two of you while he was treating you. I'm afraid our friend Dr. Field is rather naive for someone who deals with human behavior. He assumes a lesbian can only be a patient. It would never occur to him that one might be a doctor. He hasn't the faintest idea why I restrict my practice to female cases."
"Do you get it on with all of your patients?" Jill asked.
"Just the beautiful ones," Grace smirked. "And the ones that Christina, uh, screens. She has a real talent for detecting a tell-tale glint in a woman's eye. Of course, it isn't that difficult for her when a patient strips for a physical examination and isn't wearing anything underneath."
"You had to have watched the whole thing to know that!" Jill blurted.
"Right through that one-way mirror on the far wall," Grace admitted.
Now that she realized how completely she had been seduced into a lesbian triangle, Jill was even more aroused than ever. It thrilled her that two other women would be so turned on by her naked body. Especially two women who were so stunning themselves. A whole new world of sex had opened to her.
"You're rubbing your pussy, Jill," Grace pointed out. "You're hot to go again, aren't you?"
Jill looked between her legs, surprised by the fingers that crawled all over her cunt.
"What are you going to do to me?" Jill asked.
"No, no, Jill, we mustn't spoil the surprise," Grace said like an adult speaking to a child. "You'll get what you want before you know it... and more than you expected."
Christina entered the room. She was carrying a zippered leather pouch, the kind that might contain blood-pressure instruments or a stethoscope. This one bulged at the sides, however, as though it held something out of the ordinary.
"What's that?" Jill said.
"Look," Christina bubbled with enthusiasm, as she glided over to Jill and unzippered the pouch. "Have you ever seen anything like it in your life?"
Jill flinched at first. It looked like a snake inside the pouch.
"You're scaring the hell out of the poor girl," Grace told her nurse with a broad smile. "Here, give me the case."
Taking the pouch from her giggling nurse, Grace reached in and pulled out the contents, holding it aloft.
It still looked like a snake to Jill, even though she could see that it was actually constructed of shiny pink vinyl.
"Know what this is, Jill?" Grace inquired.
Jill replied that she didn't.
"It's called a dildo," Grace said. "Women use it to fuck each other."
"A plastic cock?" Jill gasped, amazed.
Grace nodded.
"This one's a special model," she resumed speaking. "A head at each end. Approximately two feet apart. Do you have any idea what that means, Jill?"
"W-we can fuck each other with it," Jill stammered.
Her voice grew in strength.
"We can really fuck each other. Two women... "
"Each with a solid foot of cock in her cunt," Grace cut in. "And no men in sight. Are you game, Jill?"
"Yes, yes! Oh, God, yes!" Jill exclaimed. "What a wonderful idea. Fuck me, Grace, fuck me!"
"Take it easy, Jill," Grace cautioned. "We have to work up to it slowly. Christina likes to help out... get things ready... and I just can't resist indulging her. We've been together so long that we're almost like some old married couple, I suppose, so in tune with one another's habits."
"I'm married," Jill muttered, unexpectedly reminded of her husband.
"Yes, Jill, I know," Grace softly responded. "It hasn't worked out well, has it? I can see it in your eyes."
"No," Jill confessed, "it hasn't. My marriage is a shambles."
"Christina and I are very happy together," Grace said. "That should tell you something, Jill."
"How long have you been lesbians?" Jill asked.
"Since the First day we met," Grace answered.
"I seduced her," Christina laughed.
The nurse was on her knees now, having taken the dildo over from Grace. She began working one half of the plastic cock into Grace's pussy, kissing the inches of flesh-like vinyl just before they entered the doctor's big-lipped gash.
"Christina loves to wait on me," Grace explained to Jill as the ritual continued. "At home she's more like my servant than my nurse."
"Sometimes when I'm bad, Grace spanks me," Christina looked up from the doctor's cunt and said. "Paddles my little butt until it's black and blue."
"You're frightening Jill again, Christina," Grace scolded. "This talk of spanking... "
"No, it's all right," Jill interrupted. "Spanking, hmmmm. I never thought about it much. I might like it myself... from another woman. Even without being bad."
Christina's eyes lit up.
"Who knows, Jill? Your wish may come true," she purred, then went back to work preparing Grace and Jill for their fuck.
Twelve inches of the dildo were solidly locked in Grace's strong cunt. Upon first glance, the free end of the vinyl tool dangled from the doctor's mossy crotch as though it were her own natural cock.
"I can't resist," Christina sighed as she knelt in front of Grace.
Christina lifted the loose half of the dildo toward her mouth and closed her lips over the huge imitation cock-head. Farther and farther down the thick shaft of the dildo Christina sucked, until she had deep-throated twelve inches of vinyl prick. Her lips nuzzled the hairy curls at Grace's thrusting crotch, as her teeth clenched the center of the dildo that was equally shared by her mouth and the doctor's cunt.
After some noisy sucking, Christina finally pulled her mouth away. When half the dildo was free again, it was dripping with spit.
"Your turn, Jill," Christina mewled, aiming the glistening cock-head at the split of Jill's cunt.
With a flick of her wrist, Christina stabbed the knob of the dildo and several inches of shaft went inside Jill's wide-open pussy. At the same time, Grace moved closer at the other end of the connection.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Christina asked Jill.
"Mmmm," Jill answered, moaning. "So thick. And warm. Surprises me how warm."
"Wait'll you get the whole thing really up your pussy," Christina said. "You won't believe it. No man has a cock this big."
Then Christina moved away from between Grace and Jill, taking a spectator's role.
"I'll let Grace do the rest," she said. "I always like to watch the last part, when the last half of the dildo slides up the second woman's cunt. If I listen real good, I can usually hear it."
Quickly, it was happening just like Christina's description. Falling between Jill's spread thighs, Grace pushed the remainder of the dildo up Jill's fuck-hungry cunt. The channel of Jill's twat was so wet that it squished aloud.
Grace rocked her big hips in the nest of Jill's thighs, making the dildo shimmy in both of their cunts.
"How do you like being fucked by another woman?" Grace asked Jill.
"Love it," Jill groaned. "As much as I love fucking her back at the same time."
Jill's ass wriggled. Her crotch bucked. Now when Grace delivered a cock-thrust, she pushed back with equal force.
While they fucked, Grace sucked Jill's tits. Her tongue constantly shifted, first smooth, then rough, as she lapped Jill's nipples to the bursting point.
Grace was a powerful fucker. She picked up strength with every deep stroke. Jill wildly climaxed.
Grace's erotic energy built until it could not be contained by a conventional fucking position. She locked her arms around Jill's body and lifted her from the couch, holding her aloft.
Grace stood to her full height in the center of the room. Jill clung to her in midair with her legs scissoring Grace's waist, while the dildo curved from cunt to cunt.
Christina scooted over, kneeling with her face under Jill's ass. Her tongue passed along the exposed bulge of the dildo, going back and forth between Jill's and Grace's crotches, always stopping to lick some pussy before changing directions. She poked each clit many times.
"Get out of the way, Christina," Grace called down after awhile. "I've got to put Jill down."
"Let Jill be on top this time," Christina suggested as she backed away on her knees.
Grace brought Jill and herself down on the lush carpet. Jill was sitting on Grace's lap now, her half of the dildo standing straight up in her cunt.
"Are you ready to take charge, Jill?" Grace asked.
"Of course!"
Grace stretched out her legs and fell back on her shoulders. Jill eased down into a sprawl on top of her, then felt Grace's muscular thighs gripping her rib cage.
Jill's crotch and hips began to move like a man's now that she was on top of the action. The cheeks of her ass clenched together as she drove twelve inches of cock up another woman's cunt.
"Fuck me! Fuck me, Jill!" Grace cried.
Jill did more than that. Now it was her turn to suck Grace's tits. The nipples were as ripe and heavy as small pieces of fruit. Jill sucked and tongued them good.
"I'm coming," Grace gasped. "Is it as good for you, Jill, as it is for me?"
"Terrific!" Jill squealed, an orgasm turning her nerves into electric fingers that crawled over every inch of her body.
"It's going to get even better," Christina whispered, suddenly at Jill's ear.
Jill turned her head and impulsively kissed Christina on the lips, while she kept fucking Grace.
"Know what I'm going to do to you, Jill?" Christina murmured.
Jill didn't.
"Remember our little talk about spanking?" Christina asked. "You said you might like to try it? Well, now is as good a time as any. Really, the best time."
"While I'm fucking Grace?" Jill said.
"Naturally."
Without warning, Christina's arm uncoiled in a blur. The spread fingers and open palm of her flattened hand whacked across Jill's asscheeks.
"Ouch!" Jill yelped from the ringing slap on her butt.
But then she started sighing as a warm glow spread across her asscheeks.
"Oh, do it again," she giggled with excitement. "It's wicked."
"And you keep fucking Grace," Christina said. "Every time I paddle your butt, drive that big cock up Grace's cunt."
With no change of expression on her face, Christina abruptly lashed out again. Jill's ass burned when the hand struck her buns. As her butt reddened and jerked in reaction from the blow, Jill made sure she drove the dildo to the depths of Grace's cunt as the lesbian doctor writhed beneath her.
"Mmmm, incredible," Grace groaned in appreciation from Jill's mighty cock-thrust. "An incredible climax. I'm coming so hard!"
In the meantime, Christina had lifted her arm again. Another slap. Jill's ass flamed.
The only way Jill could siphon off the searing pain was to power the dildo into Grace's pussy. This, in turn, caused an equal length of vinyl cock to surge up Jill's own pussy. By then, Jill's raw pain had turned into wild pleasure.
But Jill could not relax. It was time for Christina to start the cycle all over again.
Christina's arm flashed downward. The crack of flesh against flesh split the air.
Jill howled with pain.
Her crotch automatically surged. Grace arched beneath her as twelve inches of prick gouged her twat.
Then, Jill became blindingly aware of the massive cock-thrust of her own cunt from the two-headed dildo. It was like an injection of pure dope. She forgot all about the pain from Christina's brutal slap.
"You should see your ass, Jill," Christina said. "It's turning colors. Black and blue, red and purple. A mess... "
Christina interrupted herself with a sigh.
"A beautiful mess," she cooed.
Now Christina rubbed her hand across the welts on Jill's ass. A finger slipped into the crack of Jill's butt. It rubbed her asshole, the tip slipping inside an inch or so.
"Mmmm, I like this almost as much as being spanked," Jill moaned.
Christina pushed her finger farther up Jill's ass and wiggled it around.
Jill's crotch spasmed, sending a ripple along the dildo. At the other end, Grace felt the vibrations in her cunt and gasped with pleasure.
Then, abruptly, there was a soft pop. Christina's finger had lurched out of Jill's asshole. Now the finger was splayed along with four others as Christina's hand rose in the air, then came crashing down on Jill's swollen butt.
It caught Jill completely by surprise. The halves of her ass clung together in shock from the slap.
Then Jill's crotch surged. The dildo did its two-headed magic. Jill threw all of her attention into fucking and being fucked by Grace and the latest blaze of pain vanished.
Jill was exhausted when it was finally over. But Grace and Christina were completely fresh.
While Jill, cloaked with fatigue, watched, Grace and Christina put on a little show. Crawling up on the couch, they went down on each other's pussies in a slurping sixty-nine.
Jill told herself they looked beautiful together. But she found herself getting impatient. She guessed it was because she wasn't in on the action.
Jill considered joining Grace and Christina, then realized that her anxiety was caused by something other than horniness.
She wanted to leave.
Her reaction to Grace and Christina was the same as it had increasingly been to the men she had fucked. Once she had gotten it on with them, she developed the itch to move on to the next adventure.
With Grace and Christina sixty-nining, Jill gathered up her clothing without being noticed and slipped from the room. She dressed in the corridor, then started to leave the office.
She stopped short of the front door, having an irresistible idea. She reached beneath her skirt and plucked a pussy hair from her crotch. It was a long, curly strand, resembling a miniature yellow vine. Jill left it in an ashtray like it was her calling card and then went home.