Chapter 1
"Fuck me, Doc. C'mon, put it in. Bet you're scared to," she taunted. I gazed down at her lush, ripe fifteen-year-old body, the full breasts and rounded hips with their exciting triangle of soft hair standing out against the creamy whiteness of her skin, and I knew, just as sure as the sun would rise in the east, that I was going to fuck the hell out of her.
I gently stroked and pried apart the tender pink lips of her cunt, and let my fingers stray up to her clitoris. As I massaged it softly but rapidly, her eyes closed and a dreamy smile played over her lips. "Oooooooohh, that's good, Doc. Keep it up and I'll rape you." She opened her eyes and began to laugh. "Let's race, to see who rapes who. C'mon -- you aren't chicken, are you?"
Her hand strayed over the edge of my examining table and rubbed my crotch, which was already beginning to swell. "Hey! Old Doc's getting horny. Oh God, that's a big one. Let's have a party. Please." Her voice was plaintive and whimpering; she was writhing and begging me now.
The exciting thrill of entering this teenage girl was almost more than I could bear, and I waited not a moment longer. I slid my slacks and shorts off and she grabbed my tumescent cock in both hands, her eyes widening.
"Jesus! I've never seen one that big. Oh, boy, you are really hung, Doc!" She leaned back with a smile. "Just take it easy at first, and I'll try to take it all. Boy, if the other girls only knew... " Her voice drifted off as she fondled my cock with both hands, her tiny fingers unable to completely encircle its girth, her fingertips gently stroking its veined surface, its pulsing and throbbing almost making her lose her grip.
I lifted onto the table over her, fingered the lips of her moist cunt apart and slowly inserted just the head of my tool. Her sharp intake of breath and the passionate warmth of her tiny cunt almost made me come. I slowly inched a little more into her, and could feel the tight hot sides of her pussy gripping my cock. Nothing, but nothing, can ever replace that feeling of total sex that a grown man gets when he enters a tiny young cunt.
"More. Give me more. Slow and easy... but oh, Christ, I want it. This is the biggest and best I've ever had, Doc. Yours is bigger and longer than my Dad's, and that's saying something." She arched her hard young body up against me and soon we were working together rapidly.
I was afraid to sink my shaft into her to the hilt, as I didn't want to tear her apart, but each minute she kept pushing further against it, and I could soon feel the head bumping viciously against the mouth of her little womb, and knew that she was taking all that it was possible to cram into her tender cunt.
I felt her cunt muscles tighten even more on the length of my rod, and her thighs stiffened against my back as her orgasm crept closer. She had all this time kept up a moaning, begging litany of desire and ecstasy.
"Oooooohh, good, good, good, Daddy, more, more, don't stop Jee -- sus! Fill me, stuff me with that big cock, yes, do it to me, to me, yes yes YES! Fuck me Doc fuck me ram it in ram it ALL in oh god I love it I love it! I'm coming I'M COMING YES YES!"
I felt the total, insane ecstasy of her body and mind and soul saturate our meeting, and it triggered off an explosion in my loins that I hadn't felt so thoroughly in a long time. It had been all I could do the last five minutes to hold off. Her wild abandon loosed my hold, and the pulsing, streaming waves of come shot forth from my cock into her eager cunt. Stuffed as she was with my cock, I felt it surge against the end of her pussy and break like a tidal wave upon the mouth of her little womb. Then, as I backed off a bit, the stream of come poured from her twitching cunt. I looked down at my half-limp tool, still partly inside the raw pink slit, and saw the glistening cunt-lips of the young girl saturated with my jism and it slowly began running down her creamy thighs. She had been filled to overflowing with my lust and passion, and she lay back, spent, her breasts heaving with her sensuous breathing, a soft smile on her mouth as her mind whirled through the dreamy lassitude that follows a total mind-blowing fuck.
I withdrew slowly and felt the warm clasping of her cunt as it reluctantly surrendered my sated cock, and told her, "We'd better get you a blotter and clean you up, little babydoll -- thy cup runneth over."
She grinned. "You're telling me. I can feel it -- warm and wonderful up in me, and hot and trickly down my legs. My god, Doc, you must've shot a gallon up in me. It felt wonderful -- like I was on fire. Oh, that was, perfect, Doc. I didn't know if I could take it all, but I sure as hell wanted it."
She sat up and slid gingerly off the table.
"Whew! I wasn't sure I'd be able to stand up. Christ, I'm tired. But a real happy-tired, lover. Boy, oh boy -- that was the best ever, by a long shot!" She walked gently over to the lavatory and cleaned up, smiling all the while. We both dressed and went to my private office.
"Hey, Doc, I'm gonna need a session like that every day," she said with an impish smile. "I wouldn't've argued with Mom so long if I'd known psychiatric treatment was that good."
"No, babydoll," I told her. "We can't make it every day. Your mother sent you to me to see, first, if you were still a virgin, and secondly, to get counseling and treatment if you weren't. Because you kids didn't handle your sex club very intelligently is the reason that you all got into this mess. You'd never have gotten caught if you'd been smart and kept it limited to just a few of you." I lit a cigarette and leaned back. "Now, I felt like I could trust you --"
"You can, man, I promise," she interrupted. "What we just had is what I want and need. I won't tell. I don't want to lose the best fuckin' I've ever had," she grinned.
"O.K.," I said. "I dig young girls -- always have -- and I think you're just about the greatest. You're willing and eager, and you already know how much fun fucking is. Well, what you had was just a sample. I'll teach you a million things, all of them wild and wonderful and probably illegal as hell, and we can have a real good thing going, but it has to be done exactly as I say. Understood and agreed?" I asked.
"Yes, Doc, you're the boss. Just don't make it too long in between times, will ya? You can't make it too long while we're doing it," she added mischievously. She squirmed and rubbed her crotch. "God! I'm getting horny just remembering that last fuck!"
"Don't worry," I told her. "I want your tender young body as much as you want mine, love. What we'll do is this: I'll certify to your mother that your cherry is still intact, that apparently you never had participated in any intercourse in the sex club, and that you don't really need psychiatric help, but that a course of guidance and counseling is indicated. I'll recommend counseling on Monday, Wednesday and Friday of each week to start. How does that sound? It'll take the heat and pressure off you at home, and I'll need your loving at least three times a week." I smiled at her. "In fact, I could use some more right now."
"Hell yes, Doc," she said, undressing as she spoke. I led her to the big couch in my office.
My cock was already enlarging at the thought of again entering the snug cunt of this child, and by the time I disrobed again, it was at its full length. She grabbed it with both hands as she sat on the couch and I stood before her.
"Let me warm up first," she said. "It's still a little sore and tender from that first time. I never had so much cock jammed into me before. All we had were those damned little boys in the club -- no real men."
She placed her smiling lips around the head of my tool. It was all she could do, by practically yawning, to surround the flared head of my cock, and I felt her straining and gulping to get past the purple corona. Her tiny hands traced the full length of the shaft, feeling its throbbing veins and muscle ridges, and this only increased my desire and size. I felt her tongue race around the rim of the head, then dart back and forth along the underside. The gentle tickling of her hot tongue made my old pecker spring to its fullest length, and she moaned with delight as she struggled valiantly to cram more and more of the meat into her little mouth. Her long hair flew around my thighs as she bobbed and leaned forward, and one hand crept down to gently grasp and cuddle my heavy-hung bag. As she found my large, filled-to-bursting balls, she cradled them tenderly with one small hand while the other massaged my shaft its full length, all the time her hot wet mouth enveloping the head and a couple of inches of cock.
"Careful, darling," I warned her. "I'm about to come if you keep all that action going."
I didn't know for sure if I should come in her mouth this first time, but after I spoke, she only moaned louder and increased her activities, almost retching as she tried to suck my cock deeper into her tiny mouth. The steamy grasping of her cheeks and the gagging of her throat, along with the tickling and petting of her little hands, broke all locks on my inside, and I felt the surge of thick creamy come pouring in spasms from my cock.
Her head snapped back an instant at the impact of the full load against the back of her throat; then she avidly whimpered and returned to the oral onslaught that she and I both loved so well. From the corners of her pink lips streamed the overflow of sperm that she was unable to swallow, gasp and gulp though she did. Both hands now grabbed my half-flaccid rod and she milked and stroked it to drain me of every lingering drop.
"Swallow that slick come, baby," I told her, and she got most of it down after that first heavy surge. As my cock shrank from her labored sucking, she pulled more and more of it into her mouth, and then I could feel the head of it bumping on the back of her throat. She held it there and swallowed several times. My knees began to get limp from the total drainage this child had given me, and I backed away, my huge cock falling from her stretched jaws with a sodden plop.
The little girl slumped back on the couch, her hands rubbing the hinges of her jaws, my white sperm still sliding from the corner of her smiling mouth.
"Goddam, that'd wear a girl's jaws out. But oooooh, it felt good, all that rich warm come pouring over my tongue and down my throat. I just love the taste of it, so thick and creamy. You damn near blew my tonsils out, but I love it -- it's so sweet and yummy."
"My turn now, little one," I said as I pushed her back onto the couch and knelt before her. She spread her firm white thighs apart, put her hands under her butt and slid her pink young cunt up to my face. I let my tongue wander up and down the tender outside lips a few times, then halted at the top and nibbled her little clit. She writhed and moaned gently, then pushed herself further toward me. I sucked on her now-protruding bud some more, and slowly slid a finger, then two, into her snug pussy.
By wiggling and rotating my fingers, and putting more and more pressure on her sensitive clit, in time I had her coming, whimpering and pleading with me to "... stop, stop, I can't take it, oh, no more, yes right there, yes, more, oh, yes, yes, right there, ohhhhhh... " Her voice drifted away to a panting silence as she lay there, her big firm breasts rising and falling rhythmically as she returned from dreamland.
I felt her slide down a bit upon the two fingers that still impaled her little cunt, but I knew that she might be sore and raw from too much, too fast, so I withdrew and stood up, suggesting that we get dressed. She agreed reluctantly, and we quit, both of us smiling and happy.
I typed up a phony report for her mother, and she was sitting demurely in my lobby when her mother came to pick her up. I talked briefly with the mother, and we agreed that Betty would begin her counseling sessions on the following Monday, this being Saturday. I reassured her mother that the cost would be kept to a very minimum, and implied that only a few sessions would probably be needed to help Betty get straightened out emotionally.
I had had my office in this small Iowa town only a year when the word leaked out that forty teenagers had formed a sex club and were experimenting. The police cracked down immediately and scared them into informing on each other, so they got all the names, but when it turned out that most of the kids were from prominent families, the prosecution angle evaporated rapidly. There were three other M.D.'s in town, but I was the only licensed psychiatrist, so some of the parents thought I should examine and observe their kids. That was why Betty was sent to see me, and I had eight other appointments lined up for the coming week.
This was my meat, for I've always had a weakness for tender young cunt, the younger the better, and they just don't interest me after they get too old. But the feeling of tight firmness and tender warmth as my cock slides into a snug young pussy is a thrill that I'll trade for heaven any time. It looked as if I'd really lucked out here in Somerset.
Betty, my first of the sex club patients, had gotten very aroused in the few minutes it took to examine and probe, and when I inserted my finger, exploring for her hymen, she had wiggled and giggled and a flood of lubrication told me she was ready, willing, eager, and able. When she thrust harder against my exploring finger, trying to get more and more of it up her, I gambled that she liked her fucking, and the gamble had paid off handsomely. I looked forward to our steady "counseling" session with a hungry and horny anticipation.