by Lexi Hots
“Lovely.” Haydon grinned. “Near perfect hair and skin condition. It’s been a while since I had anyone have these readings.”
“Thank you,” Katrina murmured looking up at his smiling face.
“This is great. I understand that you have a very clean diet… no smokes or hard drinks.”
She nodded, drowning into the turbulent sea his eyes held. She felt her skin tingling and noticed he was running another apparatus along her arm. She didn’t recognize it at first. But he told her it was an upgrade on the molecular density reader. It mapped the cell structure and density of her body just under the epidermis.
“Excellent.” He grinned. “Absolutely no corruption at the molecular level. You’re in the best condition a woman can be at your age.”
“Oh, I… good to know.” She searched his face, noting his admiration was pure.
“Good? No, it’s amazing.” He shook his head as if in disbelief. His hands reached for her robe and he undid the belt to push the soft fabric away from her breasts and belly.
She gasped, her eyes going wide. She had never been naked in the presence a man before in her life, and Thor Haydon was way more than any man she had ever met.
He laughed at her discomfiture, admiring the perfect globes of her pert young breasts. Her nipples stood out like little red cherries, signifying her seeming arousal.
“Ah, such perfect beauties.” He said unabashedly. “Unsullied by the touch of man.”
She felt like she could fall through the table right then, when Ava announced the condition of her heightened senses. She looked up at him; a buzzing sound drew her attention. He held a small vibrator like tool in his hand.
“Oh, what’s that for?” She gasped.
“To measure your sensitivity and reflex action, my dear.” Haydon gave her a reassuring nod.
She felt herself stiffen as he traced the vibrating tip of the little object above her navel. Her soft belly quivered violently and she gasped at the sensation. Inside her, butterflies had taken wing, rendering her limbs motionless.
Ava droned newer readouts of her condition even as Haydon noted the data on his monitor screen. Full length images of her skeletal, nervous and cellular structure hovered above them on the monitors hanging down from the ceiling, all confirming everything Ava pointed out.
Haydon ran the device all over her upper body, along the curving slopes of her breasts and finally teased her rigid nipples with it. She couldn’t stifle her moans as he nodded appreciatively at her bodily reactions.
“And now for the final piece of the puzzle.” The blond doctor rubbed his hands together. “Would you mind spreading your legs apart, my dear?”
“Uhh… what… what are you going to do?” She felt alarmed, surely he would know how turned on she was from the wetness between her thighs.
“The most important part of the physical, honey.” He whispered into her ear. “We need to get on record that everything is shipshape about you, including your sexual wellbeing.”
“Oh, but they didn’t mention… I mean...” She blushed again.
“It’s a pre-requisite, or else your internship will go on for three boring years.” He shrugged. “If you want that...”
“Oh, no…” She shook her head and gave him a small smile. “I’m just a little nervous… never having been on this side of the table since now.”
“Ah, that’s normal.” He grinned back, placing his warm hand on her knee.
She noted he wasn’t wearing any of the regulation protection on his hands, but she was suddenly beyond caring. The buzzer on her nipples had turned her on like crazy, so what if he found out she was horny, that was the intention of this examination, she concluded.
“Ah, yes. A natural state of arousal.” Haydon said, with a surge of pride in his voice as she slowly parted her legs.
She took a deep breath and sighed. A pleasant throb pulsed through her lower body, all the way up to her temples.
“Vaginal tissue expansion detected, increase of blood flow to the clitoris. Heart rate elevating by 0.28 percent every second.” Ava confirmed her arousal.
“Why, thank you, Ava.” Haydon laughed and pointed at the readouts hovering on the screen above them. “Precise to the last decimal, I see.”
“Uh, yes.” Katrina said between gasps. “Are we done… yet?”
“Oh no, far from it.” Haydon assured her, brandishing an even larger device. “Now we stimulate your sexual response.”
“Oh, if that’s required.” She conceded, wondering for a brief second what possible reason would that have for her job requirement, but she was beyond caring now and succumbed to the handsome man’s medical expertise.
Her slender hands grasped at the sides of the table, nails digging into the soft upholstery. She hips involuntarily bucked up as the baton sized viberator swirled over her sensitive clitoris. She exhaled loudly, her body at the brink of release. She had never experienced such pleasure rippling through her young body. Five years at the academy only fuelled her mind with knowledge; little did she gain in the ways her body could be satisfied. She entered a whole new world in the able hands of Doctor Thor Haydon.
“Oh, Thor,” She gasped, forgoing her inhibitions. “Oh, God! This is so good.”
“Yes, I see very natural and satisfactory responses, my dear.” He acknowledged. “You have nearly passed the first pre-requisite. Would you like me to bring you to an orgasm… for the records of course?”
“Oh yes, yes!” She gasped, reaching out to touch his muscular forearm. ‘Oh, please… make me cum.”
“As you wish, sweet Katrina.” Haydon whispered and slowly pressed the vibrator against the slippery yawning of her pussy.
The smaller vibrator he brought back over her nipples, smiling widely as she arched her back and gasped. The robe had completely slipped off her body now, and her nakedness bloomed in full. She gasped at the sensation of double stimulation on her most sensitive areas, she felt her stomach clench hard. In a few moments she knew she would orgasm. It had been so long ago when she had last felt like this, masturbating in her room during the first week at med school. Everything felt new to her, nerve endings she didn’t even know existed, exploded and bloomed all over her.
Haydon grinned lasciviously and stuck the smaller vibrator over her throbbing clitoris, while the other one massaged her wet pussy. That was all she needed to push her over, and with a shrill gasp she let herself go. Her young body shuddered as an orgasm of epic proportions exploded within her. She could barely hear Ava registering all her heightened senses at once. She vaguely sensed lips and teeth on her nipples. A myriad of colors and music of every kind filled her mind with wave after wave of pleasure cascading though her. She shook violently, rocking the elevated table under her.
After what seemed like an eternity of euphoric passion, Katrina slowly opened her eyes. Haydon was staring down at her with a wide smile on his face. Her breathing returned to normal and she slowly sat up on the table. The quivering between her thighs came and went in short sudden surges. She felt as if she had just landed from a super speed orbit around Jupiter.
“Congratulations, Katrina Zoltan, you’ve passed this stage with flying colors.” Haydon announced, caressing her naked thigh.
“Oh, um… that’s good.” She blushed, averting eye contact.
“The next stage requires you to give me a physical.” He said nonchalantly. “Let’s see if you are as good in the field as you have been in training.”
“Oh, I… I sure I can be.” She smiled and got off the table, wrapping the robe around her.
“Great, let’s begin.” Haydon stripped naked and stretched down on the table.
For a moment Katrina stood stock still, her eyes wide in awe at his naked body. Every where she looked, he was dense, hard and rippling with muscle. She trailed over his deep chest, ridged abdominals, tree trunk like thighs and melon sized calves. He looked at her with an impish smile, and removed his hand from his groin. She gasped at the sight of his aro
usal. Standing up like a little tree, waving side to side, his foot long erection enticed her.
Katrina had seen many penises before, but all in training manuals and instructional videos. Never had she seen one in the flesh and this one was the biggest she had ever seen anywhere. She couldn’t believe her eyes and stood there gaping, vaguely aware of the renewed throb between her thighs.
“I know I am an intimidating sight, intern.” Haydon grinned. “But you need to get on with the physical… “
“I… I… is that real?” She couldn’t tear her eyes away from his swaying member.
“You mean my cock,” He looked down at himself and gave it a twitch. “Why yes, it’s as real as it gets.”
“Oh, I mean… I’ve never seen anything…” She stammered, looking around the room.
“Don’t worry, just get on with the physical and we’re done.”
“Do…. I need to make you cum?” She asked apprehensively.
“But of course.” He smiled wanly.
“What tools should I use?” She looked at him, suddenly losing all her inhibitions. A strong desire to have him in her filled her senses.
“Whatever you like.”
“Shall I use my mouth and then my pussy?” She asked brazenly.
“I see you’re going to make an excellent addition to the medic team here.” He grinned and twitched his cock again. “Take it, Kat, I see you’re working your mouth well… come, suck me off, baby.”
“Umm…” She looked uncertain, though every instinct made her want to take his massive erection into her mouth. She leaned over his surging cock.
“It won’t hurt,” He encouraged, caressing her hair.
“But it’s so… so…” She stammered but couldn’t help herself, leaning forward she began kissing the baseball sized glistening cockhead. The manly muskiness of his cock filled her nostrils, her senses lit up; she longed to take all of it in.
“Oh, baby.” She heard him moan. “Go down on me.”
She slowly began licking the underside of his cock from the base to the head. She grabbed the thick base with her slim fingers, barely able to grasp the immense girth. It throbbed as if alive, pumping blood into the thick veins, surging for her.
She marveled at it, the organ stood up like a lethal weapon before her, pulsing and straining for her pleasure. Pouncing on it hungrily, her mouth opened wide to accommodate it whole. The thickness fill her throat, stretching, spearing down. She could only manage half of it down her throat before her jaws began to hurt and her tongue felt squashed under the mass of its density.
“Blood pressure abnormally high.” Ava beeped, making her convulse in laughter.
“You have passed this round too.” Haydon announced. “It’s time for the next test.”
“Is it for seeing how much I can take inside me?” Katrina gave him a sultry look, her arousal completely negating her inhibitions.
She reluctantly released his cock and allowed him to push her back down on the table again.
Haydon grinned, placing his gigantic cock against the moist tenderness of her pussy lips, testing her virgin tightness. She gasped as the thick head pressed against her smooth vaginal entry.
“It’s my first time… will it hurt much?” She looked searchingly into his eyes.
“The physical I did on you, it was to inject an enhancer into you. It will dull the pain and heighten pleasure. You’re going to love this.”
“Oh, I am.” She nodded. “I sure am.”
“Here it comes,” He groaned and pushed himself into her in one smooth move.
The foot long organ slid right in all the way to the hilt, rupturing her virginity and filling her with bliss. The drug had dulled her pain receptors and heightened her other senses. Katrina felt his thickness fill her up, sending all sorts electric impulses on an explosive trek all over her body.
She gasped, burying her face into his chest, her teeth biting down on the hard muscularity. Her nails dug into his back and buttocks. She felt the friction inside her as his thick cock slid in and out with increasing speed.
“Oh, Thor… Thor.” She whimpered. “I’m going crazy… oh, fuck me… fuck me hard.”
“Wow, now that’s the kind of formality we like to have here.” Haydon grinned, slamming into her with more enthusiasm. “Pretty soon, baby, you’re going to pass this test and make it as a permanent resident medic here.”
“Oh, yeah… I’m going… to… love that.” Katrina cried out as her body went into overdrive, making her second orgasm gush all over Haydon’s cock deep inside her.
“Oh yeah, that’s the stuff.” Haydon grunted. “You’re cumming all over me… that’s going to make me go too… uhhh.”
She felt his grip tighten on her soft curves, his hips slammed in harder. His cock seemed to expand inside her and she knew he was going to cum. And he did. Hard and heavy, his ejaculation erupted inside her, making her head spin. The hot gush of liquid flowing inside as she herself came added to the pleasure threshold, making it explode, taking her on the ride of her life.
“Oh, Thor… oh, I’m so… so…“ Katrina whimpered as the last throes on her orgasm ebbed. She clawed at his shoulders, kissing his neck and chin.
“You were great, Kat.” Haydon patted her firm butt. “And you’re going to stay here for a long, long time.”
“Body temperature unusually high.” Ava reported. “Signs of conception detected. Estimated time for gestation to mature, nine months.”
Story 6
Little Girls are supposed to melt their daddy’s hearts. That is common knowledge for many in the world, that men can be heartless and cruel, but when they look down at their newborn daughter, their hearts melt, and they come to know that they have created something precious and fragile, and commit themselves to loving and caring for this new little life. Dad teaches their little girls about the world, showing them the many dangers that await them, and protect them from those dangers for as long as they can. They chase away the young boys who only have one thing on their mind, comfort them and give them all the strength that they possess.
A daughter is supposed to melt her daddy’s heart, and make him into a better man then all the years and experiences of his life could ever bring. Except, of course, when that daughter looks just like her mom, a mom that died shortly after giving birth to that daughter. In that situation, that love in a dad’s heart can quickly turn to hatred and self-loathing every time he looks at her. His heart quickly become bitter, yet even in this case, a dad’s heart still belongs to his daughter. Every bit of suffering he feels is now her sole property and she will have to bear it.
In the 1800’s, it was common for mothers to die in child birth, so the situation that young Adele suffered from since the day she was born wasn’t unique. Growing up as a child, she had heard stories of other little girls that left home when they turned 18, usually slipping away in the night to make a living in the Wild West, where no one cared where you came from, or about your past, and opportunity was there for those with enough drive to claim it. These thoughts had been on her mind since she was 14, and she finally realized there was nothing she could ever do to make him love her. She cared for him, fed him, mended his clothes when they were torn, and kept their small house in order. There was only so much she could do though, and since her dad cared little for giving her a good home or a happy life, their house was in bad shape, and most of her clothes were sown together from rags that she owned. Her grandparents occasionally visited them, trying to heal the pain in their son’s heart and to show their granddaughter the love she so desperately needed, bringing her new clothes, and teaching her skills that she would need in her life, such as how to cook and clean, how to mend and sow, and even how to read. One of her favorite gifts that they always brought her was books, when she could read in the early mornings and escape her life and her mind for a few hours.
She loved the stories of cowboys, how they were brave and noble, and aided strangers whenever they could. Sometimes she drea
med of being born a boy, and running away to help others, but most of the time, she dreamed of being in a bad situation, and being rescued by one of these brave and noble men, men who cared more about others then for themselves. This fantasy would bring a smile to her face as she went about her chores, and it was the last thought she had as she went to bed. Maybe one day she would be in that situation, and she would find a noble man like that a man she could marry, who would love her and treat her like she was worth something. A man that would see her as more than a burden, and see her as…..a woman.
“What is that stink? Are you cooking or do you have a skunk in the kitchen?” Her dad’s harsh voice woke her up from her thoughts.
