Chapter 3
Ken's fingers went to work briskly.
Terry could tell by the sureness with which he moved them that he was a skilled surgeon.
He undid her uniform, pulling it off of her. He did it quickly, without any great exertion of effort.
She liked the fact that his movements were so decisive, and before she knew it, he had her down to her panties and bra.
Terry recognized just how horny she was getting as her body twisted back and forth nervously. She anticipated every movement from Ken's skillful fingers.
Ken reached up and clutched at the clasp which held together Terry's bra.
"Ah, I'm going to give your tits some liberty," he laughed.
"Touch me, baby," she sighed. "Oh, I really want you to touch me."
"I'll be going the route with you."
Once that he unhooked the bra straps and let the bra drop downward to the floor, he reached out and permitted his fingertips to move and stroke against her breasts.
"Ah, it's really great to feel those gorgeous breasts," Ken said. "That's the greatest morale booster there is for me."
"Just keep your ringers moving, baby. I really like what you're doing for me."
"Oh yes, sweetheart. It's great."
Back and forth he kept up his finger activity. He then reached out and kissed her left breast, then moved his lips over to her right breast, repeating the same movements.
When he released his lips from her breasts, he moved his fingers down toward her panties.
"I've got to eat you," he said in a tense voice. "Oh, those legs of yours. They're so smooth and soft darling."
Ken reached out and gripped the elastic of Terry's panties, and then began to swiftly pull downward at them.
"Take off my panties" she called out. "Take them oft"
While the panties scraped against her soft lovely legs, Ken felt that much hornier for her pussy. He wanted to suck her hot snatch.
Ken skillfully removed her panties, then thrust his tongue forward, shoving it inside her anus.
"Suck my asshole," she called out excitedly. "Oh, Ken, you can do it. Let's have some tongue movements. Ah, drive your tongue into my asshole. Oh, slide your tongue, sweetheart. Oh, I really need it. I need it bad baby oh suck me."
Ken thoroughly allowed his tongue to stroke inside Terry's asshole. He permitted his fingers to slip up and down her legs.
Ken recalled the first thing that had attracted him to Terry was her legs. Her first week at City Hospital, he observed her walking down the hall. Even though he wasn't able to see her face at that point, he had seen enough to intrigue him.
The long flowing beautiful legs first attracted him, and he was next turned on by her gorgeous asscheeks.
Ken kept on enthusiastically driving his tongue inside his lover's asshole. He would reach out and pinch at her thighs, enjoying the vigorous finger strokes.
He kept up the hot tongue stabs for the next few minutes, then swiftly removed his tongue, seeking to implant it inside her pussy.
"Suck my snatch," she exclaimed eagerly. "I really need your tongue, baby. Oh, the asshole sucking is too much. Now you've got to work your tongue inside my pussy. Oh, give it to my snatch, baby."
Ken shoved his tongue between Terry's legs. He reached out with his teeth and began to nibble ever so gently at her clitoris.
"Ah, that's great," she sighed. "Yes, honey you're really giving it to my clit. Oh eat it up, darling. Yes, you've got to eat it up, baby. Oh, it's nice, oh, so nice. You're driving me wild, honey. I'm getting ready to juice. Oh, there's only so much of that kind of action a girl can take. You're really putting me into a wild state. Yes, baby, I love it."
Ken was encouraged by his lover's reactions. He knew just how oversexed Terry was. It was hard to every completely satisfy her, but he was determined to do his very best to attempt to bring that event about.
He kept up the clit nibbling for a few more moments, after which he dramatically removed his teeth from her pussy.
Ken slipped his tongue inside her snatch, working slowly, letting the tempo build.
While Ken sustained his pace, driving his tongue forward, he worked his fingers around Terry's buttocks.
He loved clutching at her asscheeks, clinging tightly to them as he kept up his warm, inspired sucking.
"Work your tongue in my snatch," Terry exclaimed. "Oh, suck me good, baby. I really want it, oh, do I ever need it. Keep up your sucking, my dear. Oh, suck me good. Drive your tongue, honey. Oh, you can do it. Can you ever suck. Ah, suck me, baby, ah, suck my snatch."
A few brilliant strokes later, Ken knew that Terry was about to juice inside his mouth.
Her asscheeks began to wiggle, and as they did, he clutched them that much more tightly with his fingers. He could see that she was pushing that much closer to climax, and he loved every bit of the beautiful stroking.
"Suck me, oh, drive your tongue into me, baby, I need it," Terry exclaimed. "You were so right. Oh, I did need it bad. You were so right to insist that we do this. Keep it up, baby."
A few thorough strokes later, Terry finally began to spin out of control. She gasped loudly as her asscheeks wiggled and she prepared to unleash the stored up juices from her pussy inside his mouth.
Ken kept bearing down, sending his surging tongue ever deeper into her wet slit, propelling her that much closer to the moment of ultimate experience, that at which the juices would surge out of her mound and into his waiting mouth.
As she moved closer, he clutched his fingers that much more tightly around her asscheeks.
He liked the firmness of her buttocks, and enjoyed the fact that they wiggled back and forth with his probing finger thrusts.
"I'm there," she called out dramatically at one point.
At that juncture, the juices began to shoot out of her snatch and into his waiting mouth.
Ken enjoyed the enthusiastic reaction that his sucking efforts had achieved.
"Go after it, baby, yes, go after every drop of the juice," she called out. "That's good, ah, that's good. Keep sucking. Ah, I'm doing it, baby, ah, I'm juicing."
A few moments later Ken turned his tongue loose from Terry's mount. He was overjoyed by the fact that she had given him that much in the way of excitement and satisfaction.
Terry recognized that she had to get her clothes back on and return to work. It wasn't easy after having enjoyed sex so much.
The one thing that bothered Terry the most in the aftermath of good sex was having to leave at all. She wondered if perhaps she wasn't too oversexed for her own good. It was one thing to want to have gone to bed with a man, but it was quite another to want to go to those extremes and not want to return to the ritual of normal living once she had received satisfaction.
"We're going to have to do it again soon," Ken said. "I don't want to see as much time pass as the last time."
"You're right," Terry nodded as she began to put her clothes back on. "It's probably more my fault than yours."
"You have to stand in a long line to get to beautiful Terry," Ken said.
"I'm not trying to make it difficult, darling. I do like a lot of men, though."