Case History 10
Subject: Janet D. Age: Fifteen
INTERVIEW ONE
Janet was a tender shy girl. And highly desirable , for a girl her age. She had lovely blonde hair that was cut just a bit above her shoulder. She had round, pronounced breasts, and a very good figure for such a young woman. In all respects, she seemed much older, physically than her years. In this, obviously her problems began.
She had been brought to me by another specialist. But he wouldn't treat her while he thought I could. I have seen these things before. A case of a young girl, for the sake of her family, submitting to the advances of an older man. I was full of personal feelings in the matter. But I asked her to tell me what she had seen. What had happened.
She was distraught, obviously. She coiled up her fine body, and slowly began to talk.
It happened one afternoon in March, she began. I had gone to visit Daddy, at his office. He works in mid-town, and often I stop by after school and we ride home together.
I always see Mr. Browning, she said, and began to quiver a bit at the recollection of the man. This was the man who had forced her to have sex with him. Just the mention of him of his name, was sufficient to get her upset. I assured her that she was safe with me, and she continued.
Mr. Browning was always there, she said. He worked in Daddy's office for a long time. I really didn't know what either of them had to do with the place. They were in charge of sales of some products, I knew. But I didn't know which of them was higher in the company.
But that afternoon, Mr. Browning told me that he was Daddy's boss. I found out that he wasn't, but then, I believed him. Daddy was in a meeting then, and I was waiting for him. We had gotten our first semester marks, and I was proud to show them to him.
So I waited in the outer office. I began to read a magazine. It was comfortable there, in the overstuffed chair. Mr. Browning came around, and when he saw me sitting there, he asked me if I would like anything from the deli downstairs. I said I didn't. He kept looking at me in the funniest way. With a big smile on his face.
I couldn't tell what it was about. I didn't know if something had changed with the company or what. If he had sold a lot, that sort of thing. I never dreamed that it was my skirt. A very short one. We were all wearing them then.
I thanked him and said I was fine. He said, "You certainly are, sweetheart. Very fine. Are you sure I can't get you anything?" I changed my mind. We went to the deli for a slice of pound cake. When we came back up, to the office, he asked me to go to a different room with him. There were couches and the light was low. I could barely see the edges of the room. Mr. Browning asked if I would like a seat.
I sat down, and he sat on the couch next to me. "You have such fine legs," he said. "And your skirt is so short. Doesn't your father mind that you wear such a short skirt?"
I said that we had all argued about it, but that they had finally let me, since all my friends wore them the same way. They are good parents about things like that. They don't try to wreck my social life.
So he kept it up, and soon, he had his hand on my knee. He put his hand on my knee, and started to stroke my thigh. I was a little surprised. Mrs. Browning was a nice lady, and always visited our house.
And Mr. Browning, when he saw me at Daddy's office, always took time for me. But I didn't know what to do, when he started that. I moved back a little on the couch. He moved toward me. "What's wrong Janet?" he asked me. He was smiling so. And his shirt was getting wet with sweat. I thought it was awfully funny.
He put his hand way up my leg! He put it under my skirt, and into the place between my legs. I was surprised! Mr. Browning! I said. What is going on? "Just the fact that I'm crazy about you, Janet!"
I asked him what he meant. "Don't play games with me!" he said. He was really pissed off. He was angry. Shouting. He said, "Take off those panties, Janet. I'm going to fuck you!"
I was afraid! I asked him if he was joking. He didn't laugh. He looked deep into my eyes, and said, "No honey. No joke. I want to fuck you. I want to put my pecker between your legs, and drive it up your cunt. I want you, Janet!"
I saw that he meant it. I didn't know what to do. Then, I saw, I had a chance with my Daddy close by. I told Mr. Browning I would call for Daddy! "I'll scream!" I said. "I'll call my Daddy, Mr. Browning!"
Then he did laugh. "If you do, honey, hell be out of a job." I asked him what he meant by that. What a crazy thing to say. What could it have to do with Daddy's job? My-Daddy would beat him up! I said, "You're crazy!" And he is, now I know that. But at the time, he played it cool. He said, "Okay, Janet. You want to scream, you scream. And you'll see. Your Daddy will run, and find us here, and ask what's the matter. I'll say I found you screaming in this room by yourself. And then, I'll fire your father!"
"What do you mean, fire Daddy?! That's ridiculous! How could you fire him?" He sat down next to me, and said, "Because your father works for me, Janet. He is my employee. He does what I SAY!! I'M THE BOSS HERE!! ! "
His eyes were red and big. He was screaming. I thought he was just mad at me. I didn't know he was crazy! I just thought I'd pissed him off. I told him to calm down.
He said he would, if I would do what he told me to do. He got up, and said, "Strip, baby, take off all those nice, nice clothes. Yeah take it all off, sweetheart. Slowly. Slowly undress in front of me."
So I did. I slipped off my dress. I unbuckled my bra, and when he saw my tits bare, he started making noises.
I asked Janet to describe the noises. She said there were noises she could not imitate in what the man had done. But mostly, she said, they were like her dog, when he got mad at another dog. Or when he wanted to get loose from a leash. She looked at me with a quizzical expression and said, He was so much like Rex, our dog, Doctor. He had his eyes wild, like Rex, and he was just as crazy as Rex gets, when he's mad.
I don't know whether the girl actually knew what she meant, when she said the man was mad. But indeed, the fellow was psychotic. He had had a tremendous amount of pressure building up in him for years, and finally, the sight of the lovely young child sent him off. But before he got treatment, he got her and he got a little action that may console him, may leave him a bit looser in the days to come. We shall see.
His influence on Janet was profound. She recalls the rest of the scene with vivid memory to detail.
Doctor, she said to me, after describing the man's growling and lathering, he said that he wanted me to slowly take my panties off.
I was wearing a little pair of pink ones. They had lace all around, and a full panel in front. They were just the ones that I'm wearing now, as a matter-of-fact.
Janet then pulled her skirt up, and showed me her panties. I found it hard to look away. What a beautiful shape on such a young girl. like a full grown woman, actually. I marveled at the shape of her hips, and the full outline of her vagina. There was a great bulge in the front, where her genital fullness could be seen.
I found that I had begun to respond to the story with a degree of warm interest. And I found that I had attained erection. I pressed her to continue her story, that I might forget sexual thoughts.
Well Doctor, she said, I did what Mr. Browning said. I took my panties off. I had not washed that day, but it didn't matter to him. He was wild to see the hair on my pussy. It's blonde. Would you like to see it? I'll show you that it's blonde. A lot of people don't believe me when I tell them that. I used to tell Mr. Browning about it all the time. And he said I shouldn't talk about it at all. So he finally got to see that I hadn't been lying to him.
I took my panties off. And it felt good, to tell you the truth. My pussy gets hot in there. All closed up. It-likes to breathe. Sometimes I don't wear any panties to school under my dress. Just so my pussy gets air. Everything needs air, Doctor.
So I felt good, naked there in front of Mr. Browning. I stretched out like our cat does. I reached as high as my arms would go, and pulled, to get my muscles out of the strain they get in during the day. I yawned, and covered the mouth with the back of my hand.
Mr. Browning made even more noises like Rex. He said he wanted to lick me. It was just like having Rex there. I said it was funny. He said he still wanted to lick me. I asked him if I could call him Rex then. He said sure, anything.
So I said, "Here Rex. Here boy. Come lick me. Come on, boy." But instead of just licking my hand, the way Rex does, Mr. Browning licked my knee. He licked my leg, and pushed me, the way Rex sometimes does, onto the couch there in the dark little room, the lounge, where he took me.
I sat there, and he licked me up my leg. Then, he licked my pussy! I giggled! I threw back my head and laughed! Mr. Browning asked if I liked it. Did I like it? I guess so. It did feel nice. But funny. He licked my leg and went up my leg. He went higher. And higher.
He went up to my tummy, Doctor
All the way to my tummy, and stuck his tongue in my belly button. I giggled some more. And he had started to be so much fun, I just put my feet on his shoulders. I spread my legs way out and put them on top of Mr. Browning's shoulders. He liked it a lot, I guess. He started to make more noises. Loud ones.
And then, Doctor, he licked my pussy! I didn't ever have anybody lick me there before. I did a little game with some boys down the street once. They showed me their weenies. They pulled down their pants, and showed me cocks, they said. Peckers. I liked them and they stood up when I touched 'em! And they made me take my pants down, and they played with my pussy. They looked inside.
They didn't find anything inside. So, they decided to put things in. Just like a safe, they said. They put in sticks. They put little sticks inside my hole. Then they put money inside my pussy. They each put in a dime. Right inside my pussy. That was a dime each, and it was fifty cents altogether. I started to run, to take their money home in my pussy, but I fell down because my pants were still down.
They caught me, and they rolled me over, and took their dimes out of my safe. They were laughing at the joke I pulled. And they took out their peckers and stood them up again, and said they wanted to put them in my safe. I thought it would be fun. But I didn't know that that was what fucking was all about. I was going to do it until I heard somebody calling me. My mother. So I pulled my pants up and went home. I told the boys we could do it again some time. We never did, though.
So when Mr. Browning licked my pussy, I giggled. He put his face right up there and stuck his tongue in. I have periods, Doctor, but this was one time when I was in between. So I guess it didn't matter how much there was inside. Sweat and stuff. So I let him lick. I figured it wouldn't make any difference. It wouldn't hurt him.
Besides, Doctor, it felt great! I never felt anybody licking my pussy before, and I loved the feeling. It was a little tickle. But I didn't laugh. I just moved my hips up and down. And it wasn't like when the boys down the street put sticks inside, Because my pussy isn't a little kitten any more. It's more like a cat. With fur. Blonde fur, like I said. And it's big. So it has a lot of different feelings. They come and go. I don't know.
But I do know that it felt wonderful when Mr. Browning licked my pussy. A really warm good cuddly feeling. He put his tongue way inside me. And kissed the skin on the outside of my pussy with his mouth. I liked it!
I told him to do more. I still had a while to wait for Daddy, I thought. So why not have fun? It was a lot more fun than a magazine, tell you the truth. I put my pussy right up to Mr. Browning's face. He got wild!
He put his arms behind me. He lifted my butt up with his hands. And he turned me around on the couch, and he licked me harder and harder with his face. I pumped at his face.
I don't know where I learned to move that way. I never had done that before. Just in and out, back and forth.
Mr. Browning began to suck on my pussy. And he chewed, I could feel it. He was fun. At last, like he used to be, Mr. Browning was fun again. I thought maybe he had been fooling me, when he was so crazy before. Making those Rex noises.
But in a second, he looked at me. And his eyes were still red and wild. I laughed. He asked me, "What is it, cunt? What's wrong? You coming?" I didn't know from coming, Doctor. I said, "What's coming?" He said, "Are YOU coming? Are you going to come, when I eat you, honey."
I still didn't know what he meant. I said, "I don't know what coming is, Mr. Browning. Tell me."
He said that coming was a feeling that I would get in my pussy. "You jump and feel yourself go funny inside. And water, or juice, some sort of shit comes out of you. It's supposed to be a nice feeling. It is nice. You'll know when it happens."
I said, "Lick me some more, inside my pussy, Mr. Browning." Then he asks me to call him Ted. So I said, "Okay, Ted. Lick my pussy. Maybe I'll come, then I'll know what coming is."
So he licked. And he licked and growled and chewed. He was so much like Rex, tearing at a piece of meat, or a bone. He tossed his head all around. And he made noises, wild sounds in his throat. And his mouth was all wet, from my pussy I guess, when he looked up at me with his mad red eyes.
And I LOVED the feeling he was giving me in my pussy, Doctor. You know? Warm and hot and loose. I spread my legs way out, and told him, "Eat me, Ted! Chew on the pussy, Ted. Just like Rex! Eat it boy. Go on. Take some more!" I laughed and laughed. He got more into me. And then, he hit some special place. Way up in the front, sort of the top of my pussy. I jumped when he hit it. He hit it with his nose, at first.
Then he looked up at me, and asked, "Is that it? Did I find it? God, I thought I was on it all along. No wonder you haven't come." I asked him did he find what. I thought of the boys down the street, leaving their money in my pussy.
I thought maybe Mr. Browning had left something in my pussy, my safe. But I knew he had never been there. I couldn't figure it out, what he meant. So I said, "Ted, what did you find. What is it, Ted?" And he looked up. His face was all wet! He was covered with the water from inside my pussy. He said, "The clit, bitch! Your goddamned clit! You know! You jumped when I hit it."
So that was it! Clit! I said, I knew he had found something. I didn't have a name for it, but he had hit something. Clit. So I said, "Yes, Ted. You hit something. Hit it again, boy."
So he jumped back down. Back into my pussy. And he found the thing again. Clit. And he licked it. What a jumpy place it is! I screamed, almost, when he touched it. He licked it for just a little while, and then I jumped. I bounced on the couch, and I felt myself jerk inside.
The feeling was the nicest thing I've ever had in my pussy. Something just went off. And I couldn't control it. My hips and butt just flew around. I don't know. And Mr. Browning said that was coming.
"So that's coming!" I said. "Do you come, Mr. Browning. Ted? Do you come too? Or is it just girls. With pussies?"
He said he could come too. With his pecker. And then he said, "That's where we are now, Janet. You're gonna make me come. In your mouth, or in your pussy. Maybe both. I don't care. I'm gonna fuck you Janet! Help me take off my pants!"
So, I helped him. His pecker was huge! Nothing like the boys down the street. Not at all. I opened my mouth, when I saw how big Mr. Browning's pecker was. Big and fat. A huge dog, with fur all around it. like mine, on my pussy. Only black. And his balls were big. They hung down.
And I watched when his pecker stood up. Just like the boys down the street did with theirs. Except Mr. Browning's pecker got really tall! I gasped. What a big thing you have, I said to him.
And he said, "Okay, Janet. I want you to lick my cock. Suck me!" I wasn't sure at first. I thought he might be joking again. But I knew what had happened before. I had thought he was being funny. And he was. But he wasn't joking.
So I said, "Okay, Ted. Come over here. Lie down. And I'll lick your pecker." He was growling again. Making wild noises in his throat. He laid back onto the couch.
I went on top of him, Doctor. I laid down on top of Mr. Browning. So I could suck his cock. And he made his legs jump. And his stomach went up and down. He looked at me, crazy again. And he said, "Okay, bitch. What are you waiting for?"
So I bent down, and I licked it. He was hairy all over. But there was a big patch of fur down at the bottom of his cock. I put my mouth by the fur first of all. So it would remind me of sucking Rex's pecker. I do that for Rex since he has to stay in the yard so much of the time.
They had to keep him in the yard because he gets out and humps other dogs, and some of our neighbors have these prize dogs. So Rex stays in. And I suck his pecker, until he goes crazy, and shoots this stuff out of his pecker. He-likes me to do it.
So I thought that's what Mr. Browning wanted, too. I put his cock in my mouth. like I do with Rex. And I sucked on it. I licked it, and pushed it into my mouth. Except it was so big! So much bigger than what Rex has! Mr. Browning has a giant pecker, Doctor. I could barely get my mouth around it.
But he loved it when I sucked on it. But before I could make him shoot this stuff out of his pecker, He sat up. "Okay Janet," he said. "Now, we're gonna fuck. Lie down, honey."
I wondered if he didn't like what I'd done for him. The way I'd licked his cock. But I went back down on the couch. And he put his fingers into my pussy, It was nice. I moved my butt around, and let my pussy climb up his finger.
He played inside my pussy some more. He even hit the clit. I love that feeling so much. I said, "Hit the clit! Go on Ted. Hit it!" And so he put his finger up there. I jumped again. My pussy was all wet, dripping onto the couch. I asked him if we shouldn't clean up the couch.
He said, "Fuck the couch!" He was crazy. And then he bent over me. He took his pecker in his hands, and he spread my legs. He said, "Okay, Janet. This is it. We're gonna do it."
Then he drove his cock into my pussy. It hurt! I jumped! He held me. He made his eyes narrow. And he growled at me, "It's this, or find your father a new job! I wouldn't think you'd be so selfish, Janet. Such a simple thing. You'll like it a lot, once I'm in you. Just like when I licked your clit, you little bitch! You want your brothers and sisters to starve, to go to a home for orphans!"
I said I didn't. I said that he could fuck me. I lay back on the couch. He stuck his cock into my pussy again. It really hurt that time. He broke something. I felt something inside my pussy break.
I looked down, and saw that there was blood on the couch! I thought it might be my period! I said, "I'm bleeding, Ted! Maybe it's my period!"
He groaned, and said, "Don't your parents ever talk to you? That's your cherry, idiot! You're not a virgin anymore. I popped your cherry! It's not your period. Jesus!"
He seemed to know what he was saying. So I lay back on the couch. He put his pecker all the way into me then.
It was really a tight fit. It took us a while to get his cock into my pussy. I kept telling him how little my hole was, in comparison to his cock. He said, "Fuck that! So what! I'm gonna fuck you, you little bitch. And you're gonna take my prick!"
So I took it. He pushed it in and I was afraid if he lay down on top of me, he would squeeze me to death. That he would take all the air out of me, and I would not be able to breathe.
But he held himself up on his hands, and pushed his pecker into me. It reached way inside of, me. And I felt his cock on my clit. I began to push with my pussy. I pushed with my hips and butt.
He drooled. I could see his face. He really looked crazy. His eyes were big and red! And he kept on growling! Wraughhhh! Unnnghghh! When he growled, I thought about Rex, doing this to me. He would just scratch me if he did.
But Mr. Browning kept working his cock into me. And he got really excited, and started to yell, "Oh God I'm gonna come! I can't stand it! What a fantastic little pussy you have, Janet! Oh God! Ohhhhh. UUUUUNNNNhhh!! ! ! Jesus. Oh God!! WWWWWHUUUUUNHH!! ! "
And then he jerked and drove his pecker way into me. I was feeling really neat in my pussy, Doctor. I felt coming again, too. And I guess by the way Mr. Browning was flying around, and shoving his butt in and out, and shivering, that he was coming too.
I felt him blast a lot of hot stuff in me, it was wet. I knew it had to be like the stuff Rex shoots when I suck his pecker. Except it was human. And he was shooting it into me, Doctor!
And just about then, I heard this pounding on the door of the lounge.
I guessed that maybe Daddy had found out about us being there. I shouted, "Wait a second, Daddy. Mr. Browning and I aren't through yet!" But they couldn't wait. They kept pounding.
Mr. Browning's eyes got really big. And he pulled his pecker out of me. It was not as big.
It was shriveled. And the end had stuff on it like Rex's does. It dropped out of him. It was white stuff. And I felt my pussy.
There was a lot of water and juice inside my pussy. I asked Mr. Browning if he had put his stuff in my safe. He didn't hear me. He was trying to get his clothes back on. He was wild, and swearing. And he started to cry. And he fell over, trying to get his legs into his pants.
I went over to the door, to tell Daddy to wait. When I got up, Mr. Browning yelled at me, "Don't move! I told you what would happen!" Then he looked funny again. like he was scared.
Then they broke the door down. Daddy and some other men came running into the lounge. Daddy jumped on Mr. Browning and started to hit him. He called him every dirty name. I screamed, "Don't Daddy! He'll fire you! And then we'll have to live in an orphanage, like he said. Tell them, Ted. like you said!"
They were all yelling real loud at poor Mr. Browning, and Daddy's secretary hugged me. I tried to reach my clothes. But I felt so lazy and good after Mr. Browning and I had fucked like that. My pussy felt wonderful. But I was worried about the couch, and Daddy getting fired.
Daddy's secretary told me not to worry, that everything would be all right now. I asked her if she thought my Daddy would get fired for beating Mr. Browing that way. She said no.
Daddy kicked Mr. Browning, and I thought he was very mean. I couldn't watch. Mr. Browning had been fun. He was crazy, I thought. like Rex gets. Daddy's secretary led me out of the room.
And we put my clothes on. A doctor came and looked in my pussy, and said something. I said, "Mr. Browning said that he popped my cherry. It hurt and blood came out. But he found my clit before that. And we fucked. I was coming and so was he. Does that help, Doctor?"
They all looked at me, and hugged me, and acted as if somebody had died. I asked them if somebody had died. They said no.
Everybody was really upset. There were cops all around. And people took pictures and stuff. It was crazy. I kept asking what was going on. I said Ted and I fucked and it felt neat. My pussy liked it. But the other doctor cleaned out my pussy with some kind of cold medicine that stung. And he washed out all of Mr. Browning's stuff from his pecker. Then they took me to the hospital.
Daddy was crying and hugging me. And Mommy came to see me. I had a lot of things to eat. I kept telling them that the whole thing was crazy. They said they knew. They said Mr.
Browning was crazy.
I asked them if they were going to do anything about getting Daddy a new job, and I explained what Mr. Browning had said about firing Daddy. They said he had lied to me. That Daddy was really his boss, and that Mr. Browning would need to find a job. But that he would probably be sent to prison.
But it seemed silly to me. I asked them if they were sending him to prison just for popping my cherry. Or what? For lying to me, or making me suck his cock? They wouldn't tell me very much, Doctor. They would only hug me, and tell me to be quiet when I told them what a big pecker Ted has. And how it felt to be coming, with his pecker in my pussy. Or to have him sucking my pussy.
I liked it all, to tell you the truth. I don't see anything the matter with the fun we had. I would have done it all anyway, if I had known how much fun it would be. And I don't think he should be punished. He lied to me about Daddy working for him, I know.
They told me he works or used to work for Daddy, instead of the other way around. And that he had a breakdown. That he couldn't work or anything else. I thought that was too bad. He was fun. It hurt a little bit when he popped my cherry. But the rest was great!
I would love to try it again. With maybe somebody my own age, Doctor. Maybe as soon as I leave here. My pussy liked the cock inside it. I liked coming. And my clit loved the nose and mouth on it. So why is everybody so upset?
I'm not. I want to fuck again. My pussy is really fun, when I let men or boys do things like fuck or stick their tongues in it. I like it.
And Janet pulled up her skirt, and pulled her panties down. Her vaginal area was well-formed. Emotionally, she was still very much a child. And she was lucky not to have suffered a severe trauma because of the rape.
I found her a very attractive woman, even though I knew her to be a girl. My erotic impulses responded to her signals. My own penis was fully erect, and anxious for penetration of her. But I controlled myself. It was no situation for sex.
And that, I believe, is the difference. Ted Browning could not distinguish appropriate situations for sex. Under a different situation, Janet could have done everything that she did for him and they both would have enjoyed it. Physically, she is a woman. And, as such, needs sex with a man. But Ted Browning made his horrible mistake trying to force her to sex in a place where he knew they would be caught. Rather than the pleasures of sex with Janet, which I am certain he had, he seemed rather more interested in punishment, and in being caught by an authority.
He made a good choice of a sexual partner, however. I find myself deeply attracted to Janet. The full firm breasts. So well developed and well formed, round and nice. And her hips. The lushly tufted vagina. I find myself getting dizzy watching her with her skirt up above her waist. With deep reluctance, I ask her to put her skirt down. Who could see me looking at her cunt, after all? But I would find it hard to ask her, if she showed her genitals to me for another minute. I, too, would be asking this lovely young girl for sexual favors. A blow job. A fuck. She could be a fantastic fuck.
But Janet refused to pull up her skirt. I continued to stare at her beautiful vagina. It was so soft, so delicate, so delicious.
I knew that she wanted me to fuck her. That much was obvious, but I couldn't. I am a professional man whose job it is to help those with sexual problems. I should be helping her, not adding to her problems.
But would I be adding to her problems by fucking her? I was confused. I wanted it. I knew she wanted it. What would be wrong with fucking her?
She sensed my indecision. I knew she was watching me carefully. Her glance traveled from my eyes down to my crotch. She saw it.
She knew that I had a hard-on.
I slowly tried to control myself. I knew it was wrong. I knew that I shouldn't fuck this girl, but I was beginning to lose that control. I found my hand on the top of my zipper. I was starting to lower my fly.
She watched me carefully as I took my cock and balls out of my pants. She began to press her fingers against her vagina. Her cunt was so luscious. The more I looked at it, the harder my dick became, and I knew I was going to lose the battle.
Her soft delicate pussy hairs were getting to be too much for me. I started to rub my cock. She knew what I wanted. She knew I wanted to slide my penis into her hole. Her cunt was going to drive me wild and I had no choice. I had to fuck her!
She came over to me, and she put her hands on my balls. She caressed them softly and gently. As she began to stroke my shaft, I put my hands onto her cunt.
Yes! It was every bit as soft and tender as I thought. It turned me on even more, and as I rubbed the palms of my hand onto her cunt lips, she groaned with pleasure, and started to suck my cock.
Though I didn't want my cock sucked, because I wanted to come inside her sweet slit, I began to push my penis deeper and deeper into her mouth. Perhaps I wouldn't be causing her any damage by letting her suck me off. Perhaps that would be a happy compromise. I knew that I could traumatize her if I were to fuck her, but perhaps this would be different.
I started to shout to be sucked. This shocked me! I couldn't believe that these words were coming out of my mouth, but they were. I went wild with hysterical delight. I wanted my cock to slide all the way down her mouth. I wanted it in her throat. I wanted my balls in her mouth too, and I knew that I would not only have to shoot my jism into her mouth, but I would then have to fuck her.
Every ounce of professionalism was going out the window. I no longer cared about my reputation. I cared only for the pleasure that her body was going to give to my cock. My prick was so hard, and my balls were so full, that nothing mattered by shooting my load inside her tender young body.
She flicked her tongue all over my spear. It drove me wild. I cried and shouted louder and louder, and this drove her even more frantic herself. I went crazy. My penis rammed her face really hard, and all at once I felt my balls releasing their hot juice.
She sucked me as hard as I have ever been sucked. It was wonderful. All that juice poured into her face and she continued to suck hard.
My semen was thick and creamy, and some of it spilled out of her mouth, and began to pour down the side of her face. Quickly, she scooped up the jism with her fingers, and then licked them. She didn't want to lose a single drop of my come!
I felt the last of my juice being sucked out of the tip of my cock. Though I had been drained, I still wanted more. I wasn't yet satisfied!
Her cunt was now more appealing than ever. I wanted to fuck her! I had to fuck her! She was so young and tender and delicate. She was going to make me really happy, and as I started to press my hands onto her pussy again, I knew that I had done the right thing. She was happy. She had loved sucking my prick and I knew that fucking her was only going to add to her joy.
I pressed my penis against her pussy hairs now. She squealed with delight. She loved it! I was right! She was going to love it every bit as much as I did.
I slid my dick all the way into her, pressing hard against her cunt walls. Her pussy opened up wide for me, and I was giving her all I had.
My dick was now just as hard as it had been when I first saw her. I was pounding my masculine flesh hard into her, and she seemed to be begging for more. I knew she loved it.
She screamed louder and louder, and that drove me even more wild.
I started to massage and caress her tender young tits. I was going wild. My cock was pounding in and out of her flesh faster and faster. My balls were banging hard against her cunt, and I knew that I was about to come. I was going to smash right through her body. I was going to shoot my load and fill her up with my hot jism.
Suddenly, my penis exploded like a firecracker. I went wild. I shivered and shook and my semen spurted out of my dick, filling up her tender spicy cavern. Her cunt overflowed. Her juices had flowed wildly, and now they mixed with my scum and together they poured out of her hole.
It was incredible. There I was, a doctor, and she was my patient, and all I could think of was fucking her over and over again.
I just couldn't believe that I was doing this. It all seemed so unreal. I have never believed in fucking my patients, and up until this moment I would have said that it was the worst thing a doctor could do.
But all I knew was that her cunt was the wildest and sweetest piece of female flesh I had ever seen. There was nothing I could do. Nothing. I had to fuck her, and I did. And I loved it.
I knew that there was one significant difference between me and the other men. I was not raping her. That was a crucial difference. She enjoyed it as much as I did. She knew that my cock had pleased her, and even now, now that she had sucked my prick and I had fucked her, she still wanted more cock. I knew that I could fuck her all the time now. She could stay with me and I could fuck her, or she could come back later for some more of my semen. Either way, it would make me happy.