Chapter 1
"I'm getting sick of tumescent twats. I wonder where all the old ladies are?"
Rita Marks laughed, as she sterilized some instruments in Dr. Evans's posh Park Avenue office.
"Speaking of tumescent twats, Lola Wright has an appointment for three."
Dr. Parker Evans stretched his six-foot-two frame luxuriously and laughed.
"Now, there's a woman."
"And you were complaining."
"The only trouble with her is, she's hard to pin down."
"When did you ever have trouble pinning her down?" Rita asked, sarcastically. "I mean, she plays the field."
"Well, so do you."
"I know. But I'd get ahead in my career if I got married. I'd have more clients. A married man is considered more trustworthy."
"Really!"
"Sweetheart, just finish sterilizing those instruments, and bring me Lola's file," Dr. Evans said, patting Rita's dimpled ass as he passed her to get some coffee from the urn in his office.
"Yes, Doctor," Rita responded.
In his office, the tall, dark-haired, blue-eyed doctor studied Lola's file. There wasn't anything wrong with her. She was a perfect specimen of nubile nymphomania.
Lola's frequent visits were occasioned by her excessive love of sexual indulgence, which often caused vaginitis-simply cured, and just as simply avoided by not fucking, as Lola had once, for almost twenty-four hours straight!
He chuckled as he read the file. Beside all the visits except the first was a red check mark.
He winced as his cock started to crawl down his thigh as he thought of the second visit, at which time she had seduced him. After that, she had seduced him regularly.
There were a lot of red check marks on Dr. Evans's files. A lot of women seduced him.
Dr. Evans was a gynecologist and he was very popular with young women, but at this point in his life he would have loved to just settle down to a wife, a couple of children, and a lucrative practice that didn't include the fringe benefit of being a stud to a lot of society women-married and unmarried. It had been fun for the first two or three years, but now it was beginning to pall on him.
Lola had been recommended by one of his other patients, a young woman named Leah Forbisher, with whom he had had an intermittent affair.
The first time, she had submitted docilely to his thorough examination, and not raised an eyebrow at the handsome doctor.. It had piqued his interest. He was used to being seduced.
She came in several weeks later.
"Well, Lola, how are you?" he asked brightly, as he walked into the examining room.
She was already undressed, and lying under the sheet, her legs up in the stirrups.
"I-I have an itch," she said. He smiled as he approached the table. He pulled the sheet off, and cursorily, but attentively examined her breasts and belly. Dr. Evans, for all his fooling around, was a good gynecologist, and he never made assumptions about anyone's physical condition.
As he palpated her breasts, he felt her nipples puckering under his expert hands. She looked at him, her green eyes bright with lust, and Dr. Evans's prick started to slither down his thigh.
He smiled down at her and then his body stiffened slightly, as she reached out and caressed his bulging crotch with the back of her hand.
Lola was a woman who always got what she wanted, and she wanted the doctor. She felt the throbbing manhood against her soft white hand, and her pussy started to cream.
"Your breasts are all right, Lola," he said, his voice husky with a growing passion.
"But my pussy's not."
Dr. Evans walked away from her hand to examine her belly. Then, finding that normal, he put on an examining glove and positioned himself at the foot of the examining table.
Lola felt her delicate pink flaps of flesh swelling, sprouting from between her plump white outer lips. She looked down at him, as he inserted a finger into her vagina to examine her.
She felt her cuntal walls closing in around his finger, and a hot gush of her juices flowed heavily from her aroused pussy.
"So far everything seems all right," Dr. Evans said. Using a speculum, he examined her vagina carefully, noting a slight redness.
He removed the speculum, and looked at her, smiling.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Just a slight case of vaginitis," he said. "I'll give you a prescription which will clear it up in a day. It's a topical infection."
Lola giggled, and caressed her belly, still gazing longingly at the doctor.
"Can you get that from too much fucking?"
Dr. Evans laughed.
"You certainly can. The membranes of your vagina are very delicate. They should be handled with care."
Looking at her lush, five-foot body, Dr. Evans winced as his balls contracted with desire.
"I need some tender loving care right now," Lola said, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. "Think you could handle it?"
Dr. Evans looked at her ripe, tumescent sex flesh which gleamed with her cunt honey. He didn't need a second invitation. He was used to requests of that kind.
He positioned himself at the head of the table, and unzipped the fly of his white trousers, and pulled out his massive manhood.
Lola saw the size of his prick, and gasped. Leah had not been kidding when she described his dimensions.
She shivered with pleasurable anticipation as she felt the doctor pressing his powerful prick against her creaming hole.
"Ohh!" she gasped, as he thrust inward, spreading her itching pussy walls wide. Her vaginitis wasn't so bad that she could do without sex.
Wealthy and idle, sex was her major preoccupation, and her only reason for not seducing the readily available doctor the first time was to pique his interest.
She was sure of her charms, sure of her ability to get any man she wanted, and as she felt the doctor's prick slithering into her well-oiled hole, her cuntal walls rippled with hot delight.
"Oh, good!" she gasped.
The handsome doctor bent forward, brazing his hands on the edge of the table, beside her slender, well-rounded haunches, and thrust inward. Lola's toes curled upward with hot delight, as she felt his hard, throbbing shaft digging into the teeming reaches of her cunt.
Her cream flowed more and more heavily, as he buried himself balls-deep in her sweet little snatch.
She felt his balls pressing against the sensitive flesh of her ass cheeks, felt the hairy base of his prick tickling her honeyed labia. She ground her pussy meat against his hairy pubes, and felt her clitoris popping out of its fleshy sheath.
She felt as if her cunt were on fire, as the handsome doctor started to move in her, pulling his prick out to the tip and then thrusting inward again.
Her heart beat wildly against the prison of her rib cage, as if it were a captive bird wanting to be free, and her ears rang with the blood which boiled in her veins.
As the doctor's massive prick massaged her itching pussy walls, she started to arch her hips upward, her upward strokes meshing with his inward lunges. His prick slithered into her, deeper than she had ever felt a prick before.
Her breathing came from her passion-constricted throat in harsh, rasping gasps, as she felt the heat of her body rising to a feverish pitch.
She closed her eyes, and caressed her breasts, tweaking her puckered nipples until they tingled with hot sensations.
Her insides felt as if they were melting, as the doctor's prick lunged into her over and over again.
She had never felt so stuffed in her life, and she squirmed hotly on the examining table as she felt her passion intensifying, filling her body with heated waves of bliss.
The doctor's hairy loins kept battering her sex flesh, stimulating it so that it throbbed hotly with pleasure. Her clitoris became inflamed and sent lightning-like shards of heated delight coursing through her trembling body, as the doctor fucked her.
"Ohhh!" she moaned, humping up against the doctor's hairy pubes with more and more frenzy. Her lovely face flushed with unbridled lust. Behind her tightly-closed eyelids, bright flashes of light titillated her senses, and drove her crazy.
She felt her pussy walls quivering, felt her muscles tensing with pre-orgasmic tension, as the doctor continued to pump his prick in and out of her pussy.
Her juices flowed lavishly from her well-stuffed snatch and trickled down her ass crack, making a slimy pool on the leather cushion of the examining table, as she writhed in the delicious throes of a growing orgasm.
The doctor's pubic hairs became wet and matted with her fast-flowing honey as he ground into her teeming depths over and over again.
Dr. Evans felt his balls swell with a seething load of come cream. As he thrust inward, her incredibly soft, warm pussy walls massaged his throbbing, stiff prick. The heat from her fleshy nest of lust seemed to permeate his hard-driving rod, intensifying his heat until he felt as if his cock were a firebrand.
Then his balls contracted, churning up their seething load of gism. He felt the spasms start in the depths of Lola's pussy, and his asshole felt as if it were on fire.
His sphincter muscles contracted with sympathetic pleasure, and a wild tremor of passion shook his body, as he lunged into the velvety-soft, moist depths of Lola's creaming twat.
"Ahh!" Lola cried, her hips bucking upward furiously. Her dimpled, firm, round buttocks slapped against the leather cushions of the examining table with increasing speed and strength, as she writhed in the throes of her climactic convulsions.
Her flesh gleamed with sweat, and her cuntal walls convulsed hotly around Parker's hard-driving prick. The sweet spasms intensified, until her whole body quivered with the carnal upheaval which reigned in her belly.
And then she felt the doctor's come slit explode with a warm spray of spunk. His slimy juices mixed hotly with her own come cream and poured out of her quivering, overheated twat.
The doctor's prick made wet, sucking noises, as he plugged her insatiable snatch again and again.
Lola thought that her head was going to spin off her body as she squirmed and squealed with the delicious spasms which wracked her body.
At the height of her orgasm, her body stiffened, and then started to quiver again, as she continued to writhe with the fading convulsions which filled her lust-besotted flesh.
Dr. Evans emptied his hairy, pendulous balls into Lola's convulsing cunt, and then kept right on pistoning his hard prick in and out of her cunt until her body relaxed on the examining table.
"Oh, that was good, Dr. Evans," she said, licking her lips, and gazing at him adoringly.
Quivering in the aftermath of his own orgasm, Dr. Evans pulled out of Lola's tiny twat, wiped his cock and replaced it in his trousers.
He patted her belly, and grinned at her.
"Come into my office when you're dressed, and" I'll give you a prescription. Next time, don't be so enthusiastic, and you won't inflame your vagina."
Lola grinned at him.
"I don't think it matters, much, not when I have a nice doctor like you."
That session with Lola had just been the start of a long-term sexual relationship that had lasted for over a year.
Every time she came to his office, the problem was vaginitis, caused by too much fucking.
He had asked her out several times, but she had always refused to date him.
That frustrated Dr. Evans, who was deeply attracted to the delectable, petite nymphette.
At five feet, and barely a hundred pounds, Lola Wright was one of the most delicious females that Dr. Parker Evans had ever met. She was a perfect thirty-four, and she was a traffic stopper.
She had huge, green, almond-shaped eyes, and glossy, dark red hair. She was bright and witty, and always horny.
The more he saw her, the more he wanted her for his own. As he sat looking at her file, a wild idea came to him.
It might work, or it could get him into hot water.
At this stage of his career, Dr. Evans doubted very much that he would get into trouble.
His patients adored him, and so did his nurse.
His intercom buzzed.
"Yes?"
"Lola Wright is here. I put her in examining room three."
"Thank you, Rita. I'll be right with her."
His cock throbbed hotly in his pants, as he walked down the thickly-carpeted corridor to examining room three. He opened the door.
Lola hadn't even bothered to put the sheet over her creamy-white, delectable body.
Her melon-shaped, firm tits, stood proudly on her slender chest, her pink nipples already puckered and standing out from the creamy-white mounds of her tits like brand-new erasers on the tip of a pencil.
She smiled at him lustfully.
"Hello, Lola, how are you?"
Her green eyes, thickly-fringed with dark brown lashes, glowed with lust.
"I have an itch," she said.
Dr. Evans sighed, as he approached the examining table.
"Lola, you're abusing your body."
"Fuck me, Dr. Evans, and then give me a prescription."
Dr. Evans folded his hands across his powerful chest, and grinned at her.
"Haven't you had enough?"
"No," Lola lisped, her mouth pursing in a sexy grin, "I haven't, and you turn me on."
Still grining at her, Dr. Evans made a choice. It entailed a little self-denial, but for the ultimate cause, he figured it was worth it.
"No," he said.
Leaning on her elbows, Lola raised her body, her almond-shaped eyes widening with disbelief.
"No?"
"No!" Dr. Evans said.
"But why?"
"Lie down!" he barked.
Lola obeyed. However else she may have regarded the doctor, he was an authority figure, and she responded instinctively.
Dr. Evans examined her, and found that she had the usual inflammation due to excessive fucking. The very thought of it turned him on more than usual.
He even felt a little jealous.
Reaching into the drawer at the foot of the table, he pulled out four straps.
Lola was squirming with excitement, and wondering how to get the handsome doctor to fuck her, when she felt him strap one of her legs to the stirrups which raised and spread her thighs.
"Hey, what are you doing."
"Lie down!" the doctor commanded, and once again Lola did as she was told.
The doctor swiftly strapped her other leg to the stirrup, and then strapped her hands to her sides firmly, hooking the leather straps through iron loops in the examining table.
Lola looked at him, her expression a mixture of lust and growing anxiety.
"Why'd you do that?" she asked.
"Because I can't think of another way to pin you down," the doctor responded.
"Well, let me go."
"Sure-when you agree to go to dinner with me."
"No! Let me go! I have to meet someone at six, and I have to get ready. It's a real heavy date."
"You're not going to make it, babe," he said, grinning broadly at her. "I'll scream."
"Hmmm," Dr. Evans said. "I hadn't thought about that."
He went to the cabinet, and pulled down two sterilized cloths. Before Lola knew what was happening to her, he had moistened one cloth, and stuffed it in her mouth, and he had secured the cloth by tying the other cloth around her mouth, knotting it at the nape of her neck.
Now Lola looked scared.
Dr. Evans caressed her soft, quivering belly, and covered her with a sheet.
"Now, you stop and think about my advice. You fuck around too much, and some day you're going to come in here with a good case of VD. Then you'll be sorry."
"Mmmmmphh!" Lola grunted behind her gag, raising her head up, her lovely features flushed with anger.
"I'm telling you!" Dr. Evans said, shaking a finger at her. "I'm your doctor and I know what I'm talking about. You should be married and having babies."
The table shook as Lola struggled mightily, trying to release herself from the bonds the doctor had used to secure her to it.
"Now, when you decide to calm down and stop behaving so outrageously, I'll release you."
Dr. Evans left the examining room, leaving a bewildered Lola to think about what had happened to her.
She was furious, and not a little scared. Through the closed door, she heard his mellifluous, baritone voice, speaking to his nurse.
"Don't use examining room three, and don't let anyone in there."
"Yes, Doctor," the pretty nurse replied, her voice slightly muffled by the door.
Lola squirmed wildly as she tried to release the bonds that held her.
The nerve of him, she thought to herself. She didn't have to date the doctor. All she had to do was come for an appointment to get fucked by him.
And as for getting married, that was absolutely out of the question.
Lola liked a lot of sex, and a lot of variety, and she wasn't ready to settle down.
Much as she liked the handsome doctor, she wasn't ready to date him, or settle down with him, either!
She struggled until she had abraded her ankles and her wrists by rubbing them against the leather of the straps, and then she subsided.
She didn't think he would leave her here all night, and as soon as he let her go, she would give him a piece of his mind, and then find another gynecologist.
But Dr. Evans, having gone back to his office to study the file of another patient, was perfectly well aware of the fact that Lola would be furious with him, and he had no intention of letting her go.
The patient he was seeing next was not one of the women he fucked. She had definite problems, and Dr. Evans took a long time with her, and then talked to her for a while in his office.
When he had finished with her, he had a busy period for a while, and then he returned to his office to get another cup of coffee and relax.
Rita slipped into the room, grinning. "What have you done to Lola-vivisected her?"
"Why, Rita Marks! You don't think I would do anything so horrible to such a delectable creature, do you?"
Rita poured herself a cup of coffee, and sat down on the chair beside the doctor's desk.
For all his popularity, sexually, with his patients, Rita was not averse to getting her nookie from him, and her hot and hungry eyes raked his body.
"What's the message?" Parker asked.
"H-U-N-G-E-R," Rita said.
"Ahh, a creaming cunt, huh?"
"Right! Just the thought of your fucking Lola turned me on."
"But I didn't fuck Lola," Dr. Evans said.
Rita leaned forward in her chair.
"What did you do!"
"I tied her up and told her to think about her sins for a while."
Rita's jaw dropped, and then she laughed. "You could get in trouble for that."
"Not if she doesn't tell."
"She will if she's mad enough." . "I'll keep her tied up long enough so that the anger dissipates," Parker replied.
"Doctor, is that any way to land your girl?"
"Can you think of a better one?"
"Tenderness and romance."
"I've tried it, and still she comes in regularly with vaginitis from over-indulgence."
"Well, I guess she's entitled to her life, too."
"We'll see."
"How long are you going to keep her tied up?"
"As long as it takes to make her change her mind."
"Dr. Evans!" Rita gasped, awe-struck. Dr. Evans smiled.
"Shut up and get undressed. You're making me horny," Dr. Evans said, rising from his chair, and locking his office door.
With his eyes glued hotly to his blond nurse, he started to remove his whites, baring a fabulous body.
Rita Marks, her pussy creaming, followed suit, taking off her starched white nurse's uniform, and then removing her slip and underwear.
Then she lay down on the couch, and squirmed hotly, waiting to feel Dr. Evans's fabulous prick plowing through her hot and hungry pussy.