Chapter 3
Doctor James Conrad had his plans all figured out. He hardly slept that night, instead envisioning the lengths to which he could take dear, frightened Kim. He thought once about ethical standards and snickered; the old phrase he learned in medical school came back to him. It was told him by an experienced physician during a moment of drunken conversation. "Everything and anything's ethical, my boy," the older man said, "until you get caught. So remember this, the greatest ethic is never to get caught."
And James didn't plan on getting caught. He had her against the wall, cornered, and it would only take a few expert manipulations to turn this child into a full-fl-edged woman, a women who would be grateful and indebted to him for the rest of her life. After all, how many young girls are lucky enough to be launched on their sexual paths by a medical expert?
The next day was Friday and he knew most of the staff and other doctors would be gone by four o'clock, so privacy was guaranteed. All he had to do was invent a way to bring the young girl's arousal back to the point it was at yesterday. That would involve another examination, one which would probe deeper.
The blood was sent to the lab with instructions to expedite the results. All tests returned negative-no VD, no pregnancy, nothing but absolute health. The girl was clean as a whistle, a whistle Conrad's lips were dying to blow.
He performed his research well and found that Kimberly Lewis was the eldest of two daughters living with their parents in a well-to-do area just outside of town. Her father was a school principal and her mother an active social type. Of course Kim would be frightened to death over the prospect of bringing scandal down on her uptight family. And what can sound more scandalous to a sixteen-year-old schoolgirl than VD or pregnancy?
"Doctor? I have a patient out here, she says she has a four-thirty appointment. Is that right?"
"Yes! Is it a ... em ... a Miss Watson?"
"Yes, doctor."
"Good. You can show her in and that's all I have. Go home if you like."
"Thank you, doctor," the nurse answered.
Nurse Phillips was efficient as well as beautiful, and she usually stayed until the last patient was gone. James hoped she'd take his suggestion and leave early. She wasn't stupid and he didn't need her getting suspicious and possibly curious.
Kim was dressed in faded blue jeans and multicolored tee-shirt when she entered the office. James realized how young she looked, how innocent. Kim stood nervously just inside the door as the doctor pretended interest in some papers on his desk. He suddenly looked up, smiled, and said, "Sit down, Kim."
She meekly went to the chair and sat. "I'm sorry I'm late, I had to go home and get the car."
"Oh? You drive?" James asked.
"Yes, I got my license six months ago." Kim stirred in the chair; actually she was late because she couldn't find the courage to come inside. She had been sitting in the car out in the parking lot for the past half hour, one moment crying, the other staring blankly outside at the pavement.
"Well, I got the results back, Kim," Conrad bluntly said.
"Oh? What do they say?" She swallowed. He was very attractive, so well-groomed and neat looking. That was the worst thing; she had had physical examinations before ... but never by a young doctor, nor one so handsome.
"You don't have VD."
"Oh, good." She sighed with relief and smiled.
"But the pregnancy test was inconclusive; I have to make a more thorough examination and take another blood sample."
Her heart sank. She was afraid of this, had worried all night about it. Inconclusive results? That's all she needed, getting pregnant just because of one simple error. Her parents would die.
"There's a clean gown behind the screen," James said. To his pleasure she responded automatically, stood up and went behind the screen without hesitation. He was exerting excellent control over her.
She went straight for the examination table and slid up without any instruction whatsoever. Her cute little buns bounced behind her, driving James' pulse into a high pitch. She actually appeared to be eagerly anticipating his examination. James stood and went to the side of the table.
"Lie back," he said.
She did, and the gown slid up to reveal the soft brown fur of her crotch. James lifted the gown up higher and saw that she still wore the well-packed bra. Gobs of soft meat bulged from the sides of the large halter, beautiful, luxuriant flesh of stark white.
"You'll have to remove the bra, Kim" Conrad said.
She didn't resist or ask why. She sat up and reached back to unsnap the bra. But getting it off was a different matter; the gown was in the way and she had to undo the tie-strings and let it slide away. As she dropped the bra from her breasts James inhaled. They were magnificent, absolutely unbelievable! The two jugs sat out from her slim frame like twin rockets with red-nose cones. They were the firmest breasts he had ever seen, large, high, full and solid.
She started to pull the gown back up her arms.
"No, don't bother with that," James quickly said. "It will only get in the way."
Kim felt some reassurance with the gown on, not much, but some. But if the doctor didn't want it on she wouldn't insist; all she wanted was to know whether she was pregnant or not. She trembled slightly when he reached for her breast.
The giant mound was soft and pliant, delicate as cotton candy as James cupped it gently in his hand. Kim's insides were rumbling again, his tender caress was driving fire throughout her. She closed her eyes, held her breath, hoped he wouldn't take too long.
He gave the swollen, warm tit a firm squeeze and released it. It bobbled like jelly as he moved to the other one and squeezed it. Her nipples were drawn and puckered like two crimson buttons as he massaged the pliant melons.
"Lie back," he said.
Kim dropped to her back, completely forgetting the discarded gown. The doctor's hands now covered the nipples and pressed. His fingers explored the puckered circles until she thought they would burst. Finally a shudder ran acorss the flatness of her belly and the slightest gasp escaped her lips.
James pinched each nipple with his thumb and forefinger. Her eyes were closed, she was highly excited, and he knew she would have no idea what he was doing in such a state. Another happy tremble overtook the ecstatic body, a low groan came from deep within her dry, heated throat, and James slowly drew his hands from the tits and softly trailed them down her body toward the pussy. The groaning grew louder, she couldn't think; he made her feel so good, so warm, so much like a women that she no longer cared if he saw her reactions or not.
"I don't think we need the stirrups this time," James said. "Just lift your legs up and back, way back."
He gently assisted her as she bent the knees and opened her cooking crotch to his view. James wanted plenty of working room, and he pushed her limber legs back much further than could be managed by the stirrups. They curled back and down until the knees were touching her breasts and the full glory of her sweet pink cunt was riding high above her upturned ass.
"Wrap your arms around your legs and hold them in that position, please," he said.
Kim obeyed. Whatever he wanted. Anything to get the examination over with. James looked down on the sparsely -haired pussy and wanted to dive right in. It was gorgeous, pink-lipped, surrounded by full, white flesh and underscored by the well-exposed pucker of her little asshole. He walked to the end of the table and said, "This will take a few minutes, Kim. So just try and relax."
His fingers once again sent spasms of lust into her groin; they were touching, separating the lips, feeling and, worse of all, coming into occasional contact with her explosive clitoris. James inserted his finger fully into the pink crevice and felt the flowing moisture and heat. She was easily aroused and he liked that. It was a tight little crack, one designed to hug a cock into total oblivion.
He made sure his finger was in constant contact with her clitoris as he sent another one deep inside to twirl and work the trembling walls into flames. The juice started to trickle from the lower part of the lips; it was like morning dew on a fresh rosebud. After a few moments the trickle became a stream of glistening wetness, down her crevice and across the anus.
"Uhhhhhh...." she softly moaned. It was driving her insane; she couldn't hold back. Her pussy was so hot, so aroused, it felt so good!
"Don't worry about reacting," James said. "It's very normal to experience pleasure with this kind of examination."
"Mmmmmmmmm...." she moaned.
James shoved his finger deep into the twat and gave it several brisk twists. His knuckle battered against the clitoris and drew forth the desired response. Her backside shook, she gasped, and a gush of boiling liquid drained from her.
"Oh! Oh! Please ... I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she cried with a strained voice.
A climax engulfed her. The hips and ass started to jerk up and down out of control, but James kept his finger well imbedded in the happy slit. Kim pulled down tight on her knees and felt them crush against her pulsating nipples. She was embarrassed, she was acting like a child, her body was throwing itself around without any control.
James knew the time was ripe. He wasn't going to waste her climax by asking, suggesting, prescribing or faking ... he was just going to do it. His mouth came down on the top of the juice-soaked crack and sucked. The trembling pussy lips were drawn inside his and his tongue whipped across the deliciousness.
Kim had no idea what was going on when she felt the soft thing slide inside her and move. It felt tremendous, whatever it was, it was drawing her excitement to even greater heights. She squeezed down on her knees tighter and hoped he didn't consider her some kind of fool.
James ran his tongue deep inside the soft squeeze of her pussy and scooped at the cream. Her buttocks jerked up and drove the hot cunt solidly against his sucking lips. Then he pulled back and lashed at her clitoris, teased it until a violent shudder of smashing muscles traveled the length of her cunt.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she gasped in a shrill, helpless voice.
James rested his hands on the backs of her mellow thighs and increased his tongue-lashing. He drove deep, pulled back, slapped at the clitoris and drove deep again. Her climax lasted for several long minutes of constant lurches and twists.
His face was sweating; she was responding better than he had dreamed. He licked her vaginal area clean and swallowed the golden delights of her raining twat. Then his hand went back to the cunt and resumed the massaging, probing, pinching and squeezing. James stood up and leaned over her nude, trembling body.
"Did you enjoy that?" he asked.
Her eyes were hollow with passion. She tried to gulp her breath under control but couldn't. A slight line of perspiration was on her trembling upper lip. All she could do was nod. She loved it, it was the best thing she had ever felt.
"Do you want me to finish what your boyfriend started?" he bluntly asked.
She didn't answer. Her brown, helpless eyes just stared up at him. "I can do it much better than any boyfriend, I can teach you the right way," he added.
She still didn't answer, her breath was coming in sporadic gasps, and he wondered if she'd even heard him. James removed his gown quickly and let his pants drop to the floor. The examination table was at precisely the right height, he'd made sure of that earlier in the day. And her furnace-like pussy sat near the edge, cooking, screaming to be satisfied.
His cock was howling hot too. James lowered his underwear and stroked the extremely long, thick rod with his free hand. He was big, very big, and she was small, awfully small. He knew it would take some effort on his part to keep from hurting her, but that was all part of the pleasure.
He washed the blood-gorged head of his pounding cock back and forth against her vulnerable twat. Kim's head was throbbing; she knew he wasn't just examining her, she realized he had put his mouth on her pussy and slid his tongue inside. He was intentionally trying to arouse her sexually and was now preparing to go all the way. She wanted to cry out for him to stop, but something kept her voice smothered deep inside.
Tears filled her eyes as she tried to solve her dilemma; she knew the longer she remained silent the more he would do. James used both hands to separate the folds of her tiny box and guide his wide-flared cock inside. She had taken the length of a glans once before, he told himself; that would be the easiest part.
"Ugggghhhhh!" she groaned as she felt the thick shaft forcing inside her.
James went slowly and allowed each section of her cuntal walls to grow accustomed to his stretching size. Kim felt nothing but the pain of separation, the shattering sting from the tissues and muscles of her delicate hole. It was hurting her; she'd never felt anything so terrible in her life. "Please!" she suddenly cried. "No, please don't!"
He was surprised by her outcry, it meant he'd allowed her level of excitement to drop. James didn't answer, instead he pushed her knees apart until the pointed tips of her tits were exposed. He gave each nipple a firm squeeze, then pinched. She gasped, opened her mouth to beg him to stop, but could only moan helplessly.
"Ohhhhhhh...."
He gave the cock a forceful nudge and felt her clamping walls separate around him. They were hugging his rod like tightly packed cement. Then the resistant wall of tissue, her hymen, like a net set by Mother Nature to ensnare violators, stopped the advancement of his thick cockhead.
James worked his cock back and forth in the short area between her stretched yawning pussy lips and the hymen. He wanted her to get used to the feel of the cock before smashing the wall and giving her the whole thing. With each stroke Kim let a crying yelp of pain like a small dog left alone. Then the sting was replaced by joy.
He saw it coming and smiled; she was about to climax again, about to spill her happy guts all over his root. He increased the tempo and made sure her clitoris received the lion's share of the battering. Kim's fanny rode up and twisted hungrily; the cock felt good now, it felt wonderful, and she wanted it to stay, to pump inside her until this next orgasm was over. Then she'd beg him to stop, cry for mercy.
"Oh! God! she cried. "I'm going to ... it's ... it ... it feels so good!"
"That's the girl," James whispered.
She bolted up hard and he plunged deep with his cock and felt the wall of tissue destruct like wet tissue paper.
"Auuuuuugh!" she cried with a grimace, but the pain was overwhelmed by pleasure, and her hips jerked up for more and more of the pleasant shaft.
James grinned. He had timed it perfectly. His cock was three-quarters of the way inside and she was loving it. This little bunny was now going to learn how to fuck.
Her legs were kicking, she was thrashing her torso back and forth as he hunched forward and drove his cock to its full depth. James pulled slowly back and pressed inward once again. Her eyes closed, her hips swayed from side to side; the cock was in, and it was accepted.
He made several deep running strokes before pushing her body further up on the table. She was no longer resistant; her mind, her body, her soft pussy were now eager for the pecker. James mounted the table between her legs and slid his juice-soaked, burning-hot cock back into the tight-fleshed box.
"Now, isn't this a lot better than what your boyfriend did?" he quietly asked.
She refused to speak or even look into his face. Kim knew he was taking advantage of her and wanted to refuse him the pleasure of knowing she was glad.
"Isn't it?" he asked while giving his cock a hard, deep shove into her sensitive depths. "Ugggghhh!"
"Isn't it?" he smashed into her once again. "Yes! Yes! It is!"
"How good does it feel? Tell me!" he demanded.
"Please...." she begged, as the constantly moving cock made her insides swirl with joy.
"Tell me! Tell me how good it feels!" James insisted.
She whimpered, then whispered, "Good. It feels good."
"Loud. Say it out loud!"
She made a twisting grind with her hips and felt the thick pole stretching her deepest regions, thrilling the newly touched flesh with each penetration. "Good! It feels good!" she groaned.
"More. Tell me more...."
"It feels better than anything else in the world. I love it. It's making me all hot and trembling, I never want it to stop. Never!" she cried suddenly.
James laughed with happiness and for the first time brought his mouth down to hers. His tongue snaked into her delicate mouth and tasted the freshness, the hot eagerness, while she sucked at his lips and tongue with powerful draws. Kim wanted to feel his twisting tongue slide right down her gulping, soft throat.
The pain was gone. Kim's well-stocked pussy was now shaking with happiness around the stiff member, it was shuddering along the whole length. James felt like his cock was in a washing machine, a churning, hugging pit of a thousand kissing mouths and licking tongues all pressing against his iron-hard rod to drive it to the highest pitch of frenzy.
Another climax ripped through her body and culminated with a fist-like grab at his cock by the inner lining of muscular tissue in her box. Doctor Conrad quickened his pace and drove the deep-running pecker with fast, non-stop stabs until her hips heaved hungrily up and she wrapped her legs around his thrusting rear end.
"Oh God! Oh! You're making me feel so wonderful!" she cried with absolute delight as the smashing prick slammed her wet walls time and time again.
James couldn't believe it. The young thing was responding so well! She was actually happy he was fucking her, thrilled that he would honor her so. He laughed inside and wondered if all the young girls this age were so easy to seduce, and so easy to please.
"Oh ... I love it when you pull out so slow like that," she sighed up to him with beaming, passion-filled eyes.
James slowly slid his wide-flared penis along the squeezing length of her sucking gash. She closed her eyes and hummed with happiness as she felt the glans scrubbing against her, drawing the charged lust of her pussy along with it. "Yesssss ... That feels so smooth, so exciting...." she sighed.
James was impressed, very impressed. This was her first time and she was taking it like a champ, relaxing, enjoying, not trying to drain more from the situation than it warranted. He slid his hands down under the juice-coated mounds of her ass and hoisted her hips up to him while plunging deep inside the gurgling thirst of the tight twat.
"Ugggh! Oh! Yes! Bang me! Bang me real hard! Make me the right size for you!" she blurted.
The little virgin was quickly turning into a wild animal as he pounded straight down with his large cock and riveted his hips to hers. With a full-bodied groan she seemed to melt around the pecker and merge her cunt walls to it.
"Roll over," James said.
"Huh?"
"Get on your hands and knees."
"Why?" she asked.
He grinned. "So I can teach you something else. You've caught on to this part awfully fast."
She giggled as he removed his dripping cock, and rolled onto her belly. James licked his lips as he watched her rise up to a kneel and lean down on her hands. The rounded slope of her tender ass was a perfect moon, a curve of concentric proportions with a deep, dark, inviting crack between.
He kneeled behind her and said, "Now lower down to your elbows and push your backside at me.
James ran his hands across the soft mounds of her ass and decided he had better not break in her anus this time. No, that would be too much. He moved his cock to the fluid-oozing crack of her cunt and pushed. The cockhead opened her up neatly and once again experienced the total collapse of moist, hot vaginal walls engulfing it.
"Ohhhhhh...." she moaned. "It feels so deep. So much deeper than before."
James grabbed her by the hips and started a series of fast, deep thrusts. The girl had enjoyed several orgasms, she was obviously enjoying him immensely, now was the time for his pleasure. His hips blurred with speed as his cock sent repeated clips in and out of the slurping crevice between her legs. She jammed her meaty ass back hard to open herself completely to the assault.
"It's so good! I feel so wonderful!" she cried happily.
James knew a woman's orgasms were supposed to come at wider and wider intervals of time during sex. With Kim, this definitely was not the case. They were now coming in almost one constant climax. Finally he felt his own turn coming; his cock was hot, melting hot inside the lava flow of her hole, and it was tingling with the news of an explosive event.
He imbedded his cock at full depth and just held it there as her talented, hungry cunt battered it with spasming, churning muscular hugs. He didn't have to do a thing, just hold it in there and let her go crazy on it. Her sweet ass made grinding heaves onto the spike, her twat went berserk with another slamming climax, drawing the payload from his cock.
He lurched forward suddenly and felt the swell of his glans, the intense pressure of rising jism, the buzzing lust at the very tip of his cock. Then it came. The white paste of his balls bounded free to spray and coat her virgin pussy with its first real taste of sperm. He creamed the full hole with several shoving spurts of frothing, steaming sperm which bubbled, drained, dribbled as best they could in the tightness, finally leaking from the stretched, red circle of her cock-hugging lips.
It drooled down his balls to glaze them like candies, and down her satin thighs in slow-running, sticky streams. Kim's white ass was clipping without stop, she was crying something, slamming her cunt forcefully down on the pleasure-giving cock and having another climax.
"I don't want it to stop! I love it! I love it!" she was screaming.
James let her work her cunt on his rod until it finally went too limp .and slid from the semen-leaking twat. He had turned a frightened young virgin into a lust-crazed beast, and he knew it. He had never imagined she would respond so eagerly. He was proud of himself; a short while ago this young thing was petrified to even have a man touch her, and now she was a full-fl-edged cock lover.
One thing bothered him, though. Her appeal as a virgin, as a frightened young doe, a mere child, was what had really attracted him in the first place. But that was obviously all gone now. She was still a delightful, beauty, firm, tender, but somehow the aura of her inexperience had been the finest thing about her, and now she was willing, anxious, eager. James decided he would have to dream up a few things to surprise her, to force her back into that state of innocent fear he missed so much.
She had to have a weak spot, something she'd never think of doing with anyone. And James was determined to find it.