“Well if you think it’s going to be that serious I’m going to get some doctor’s up here. Then we can really get to the root of the problem. I want my little girl feeling well and ready to go back to school as soon as possible so that she doesn’t fall behind in her studies. We both know how big this year is for you.”
Jennifer’s heart skipped a beat again. A doctor leaning over her was the last thing she wanted right now. He would see right through her little charade. It was easy to fool her father with the puppy dog eyes which she had mastered over the years, but they sure as hell were not going to work on any medical professional worth his salt.
“Gosh, no daddy. There’s no need to go bothering a busy doctor for little old me. It’s just a bug and it will pass sooner than you think I’m sure.”
“Nonsense. I won’t here of such drivel.” Her father uttered sternly as he marched out through the door. Before her closed the door, Jennifer could already here him making orders through the phone.
“Yes… Mr. Geraghty here… Yes, that Mr. Geraghty… Indeed… As soon as you can really… Yes bring them too that’s fine…”
Jennifer’s mind started to race again as she tried to figure out how she was going to pull herself out of this hole that she continued to dig herself deeper and deeper into.
***
“She really doesn’t look well up there Susan. I’m really concerned, this isn’t like her.”
Patrick paced around the cream marble tiles that adorned his kitchen floor. His wife sat in a brown leather arm chair in the corner reading a tattered old book.
“Where are these blasted doctors? For God’s sake, I rang them a bloody half hour ago.”
“Relax my love. Kids get sick from time to time. I already took a look at her, it’s just a big of a bug or something. Not life or death. She’ll be fine in a few days I’m sure.”
The sound of tyres crunching over gravel caused Patrick to stride to the front door. He opened it before the doctors had even opened the door of their car. Three of the top medical professionals in the state, he thought to himself as he watched them nonchalantly step from the vehicle. Only the best for the princess.
“Good evening Mr. Geraghty. Good to see you, nothing too serious this time I hope.”
The tallest of the Doctors, who had emerged from the driver’s seat of the vehicle was the first to reach the door, shaking Patrick’s hand warmly. He had jet black hair with a stiff jaw line and bright blue eyes.
“I hope not Doctor Brady but you know me by now, always worrying. Doctor Manning, Doctor Smith, right this way please. Great to see you all again, although I’d prefer to see you under more preferable circumstances. Unfortunately I always associate you with bad news now, although that’s just the nature of the job I guess.”
Patrick opened the unnecessarily large door and each of the three doctors wiped their shoes at the mat before stepping through to the hardwood floor of the hallway.
“Lead the way Mr. Geraghty.”
The four men wasted no time as they ascended the spiraled stair case and advanced towards Jennifer’s room. From inside she could barely make out the murmurs of their discussion as the door had been left open ever so slightly. She gripped her bed sheets around her again, feeling the moisture across her face as she turned to her side so that her back was to the door as it was pushed in.
“Here is the patient gentlemen.”
Jennifer turned around gingerly in the bed to face the sea of men who had just entered her bedroom. She took a sharp intake of breath as she noticed how ruggedly handsome each of them were.
“You remember my good friends here, right? Doctor Brady, Manning and Smith.” Patrick said as he held his hand towards each of them in turn.
Jennifer struggled to speak as she took in the scene in her room. Her eyes were instantly drawn to Manning. His dusty brown hair and broad shoulders really did make her body go weak, just as she had earlier described her symptoms to her father. Smith was a piece of work too. He looked to be the youngest of the three with black hair similar to Brady’s but what she really noticed about him were those tight fitting pants. While the other two dressed in the conventional black pants and white shirt combination associated with an off duty doctor, Smith wore a far more casual pair of navy-blue slacks which hugged every fiber of his thick legs. She looked up sharply at the three doctors as she noticed she had been staring at the bulge in his slacks for quite some time.
“Gosh Dad, I told you there was no need to go to all of this trouble. It’s just a little bit of tummy trouble, that’s all.”
“Well you can let these fine gentlemen be the judges of that darling. There are at the top of their field so whatever is wrong with you, they will figure it out in no time and have you right back to your old self, ready to go back to school.”
“Well that’s the plan anyway. It’s quite strange for something to just come on all of a sudden like this though. Especially as you mentioned that she seemed absolutely fine when you were talking to her earlier in the evening. We’ll get her back on her feet in no time though!” Manning proudly exclaimed as he placed a black leather bag on the foot of the bed and started rummaging through it, flipping out all sorts of metallic medical equipment, as Jennifer gulped at the head of the bed, pulling her duvet up close to her neck, while trying to kick away all of the extra sheets underneath so that her cover would not be blown.
“Well I’ll leave you fine gentlemen to it. I’ll be downstairs in the kitchen if you need me. I’ll have Susan rustle you guys up something to eat. Coming all the way out here after a hard day’s work is the last thing you wanted to do I’m sure and we really do appreciate the effort.”
Patrick closed the door gently behind him as he made his way back down the stairs.
“Now Miss. Geragthy. Can you describe for me, exactly what happened with you today…”
***
After a little over two hours, Jennifer pushed the duvet below her neck. Her body shuddered as she felt a cool waft of air meet her skin.
“No wonder you’re burning up under there with that amount of clothing on.” Doctor Manning furrowed his brow as he looked at Jennifer inquisitively.
“I’m actually feeling really cold Doc. I don’t know what has come over me.”
Manning turned to Brady who handed him a stethoscope. He leaned in slowly towards Jennifer and reached out towards her. He gently gripped the partition of her thick dressing gown and began to part it slowly. Jennifer pulled back sharply.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“This thing is pretty much worthless with a thick gown like that in the way. I just need to move it ever so slightly if that’s okay with you.”
Jennifer relaxed again as she parted her dressing gown, revealing the red lace of her bra in the process.
“Everything seems normal here.”
Manning handed the stethoscope behind him without looking before reaching into his pocket.
“Open wide for me.”
Jennifer tilted her head back and opened her mouth as wide as she could.
“Okay..” Manning pondered as he shone a small torch around, inspecting every inch of her throat. “All normal here too.”
After performing a few more routine tests including checking the young woman’s blood pressure and temperature, Manning looked back at his two handsome colleagues.
“By any chance, have we got a dose of ‘I just don’t want to go to school tomorrow’ syndrome here?” Brady’s perfect eyes bored a hole in Jennifer’s brain as she stayed staring at the pillow which she clung to in her lap.
“Okay guys, look, here’s the thing…”
Over the next two minutes, Jennifer explained everything that had happened to her over the previous few days. From stealing the alcohol from her parent’s press, to drinking it on the school grounds, all the way up to the scolding she had received from Headmaster Harrison. The doctors stood, standing by her bedside with their arms folded until she had finished speaking.
“Well isn’t that just great! Do you think that we have nothing better to be doing than driving all the way out here after a sixteen hour shift to listen to little girls like you about how they can manipulate their parents? Well I’m going down to your father right now to tell him everything.”
“Wait!”
Smith turned on his heel in disgust and made for the door of the room before Jennifer jumped out of the bed, her dressing gown catching on the bedpost behind her ripping it from her body and diving at the doctor’s feet before he could reach the handle of the door.
“Please don’t, I can make it up to you. I will make it up to you.”
It was at that moment that Jennifer noticed that she was kneeling at the doctor’s feet wearing nothing but her matching bra and panties. Her body was still gleaming with moisture from being cooked up beneath all of her sheets for the two hours before the doctors had arrived.
“Is that so?” Smith asked, looking down his nose at the young girl. “And how might I ask do you plan on doing that?”
A smirk crept across Smith’s face as he realized the daunting position that the young woman now found herself in. His accomplices stood to one side, open mouthed, wondering if this was really happening in front of them or if their eyes were deceiving them as their bodies continued to function from the vapors of coffee still inside them.
Jennifer licked her lips as her hand remained glued to the navy-blue slacks that had caught her eye the second that Smith had walked into the room.
“Well I’m not very experienced, but I’m sure I could make you guys feel very good about yourselves, if you get my drift. But only if you promise to get me out of this little predicament I’m in.”
Smith smiled across at his work colleagues and licked his lips.
“When you say you’re not experienced, what do you mean?” He asked condescendingly.
Jennifer rolled her eyes as she remained kneeling at the doctor’s feet. She finally moved her hands up from the knee of his slacks until she reached his belt and she began to unbuckle it.
“There’s a good girl. You know it was always your mother I thought I could win over first!” He winked over at Brady and Manning who remained in a trance by the bed as Smith removed his wedding ring from his left hand and placed it on a large chest of drawers beside him.
Jennifer removed his belt slowly and seductively before allowing it to fall to the ground beside her. She unbuttoned his pants and lowered his fly before hooking her thumbs underneath the waistband of his briefs and lowering the whole lot to his knees.
Jennifer gasped when his cock sprang to life as his pants dropped. She stared up at him with an open mouth, as though awaiting her instructions.
“Wow, you really are an inexperienced little girl aren’t you? Those guys in that school of yours have a lot to answer for if you ask me.” He joked. He turned his head to Brady and Manning who had eventually regained their composure and moved closer to the action. “If a little lass like yourself was walking around the corridors with a well-developed pair of tits like those I know what I would have done about it.”
Brady walked in behind Jennifer, pressing his back to the door as he reached around from behind her shoulders and cupper her tits in his hands.
“Are you waiting for an invite you naughty girl?”
Jennifer gulped before staring straight in front of herself again. She noticed how Smith’s cock was twitching with anticipation as she licked her lips. She must have been waiting for a long time because without warning, Brady peeled one of his hands away from her breast and pressed it to the back of her head, pushing her in to Smith’s cock.
At first she just allowed her cheek to press against it as Brady squashed her face against Smith’s manhood. Finally she pulled back and opened her mouth wide as she engulfed his throbbing shaft, wrapping her lips around it as though she had been doing it for a lifetime.
Brady continued his hand work across her tits, pinching and pulling at her nipples as they became erect in his hand. With his other hand, he fed the reluctant girl onto Smith’s cock, forcing her mouth deeper and deeper onto it until it was clear she was used to his size.
From behind, Brady lifted her up from under her armpits. Smith looked at him in disbelief as her mouth was stripped from his now fully erect and throbbing member. Brady carried the weak kneed woman back over to her bed and threw her down onto her back.
He immediately sprang forward himself, mounting her and shuffling his way up in the bed until he bent at the hips and clasped Jennifer’s thong between his teeth. With one sharp jerk, he ripped the flimsy material from her body and spat it out to the side of the bed.
“It’s hard to believe you’re as inexperienced as you say when you wear raunchy little numbers like that.” Brady cooed as he pressed his face into her pussy and began flicking his tongue until she began to buck and writhe on the bed.
She felt her body go weak and with her eyes closed she did not even notice Manning who had quickly stripped and was standing to the side of the bed. Not wanting to miss another moment of the action, he hopped on, straddling her neck with his legs as he placed his rapidly growing shaft across Jennifer’s face.
“A bad girl like you needs punishment my dear.” He exclaimed as she opened her eyes to her unexpected gift.
With Brady still probing for her clit with his tongue below, Jennifer open her mouth and took the entire length of Manning’s shaft without hesitation.
“Oh fuck!” She heard him gasp as she lapped her tongue underneath his shaft before flicking it against the tip of his cock, forcing him to buck his hips into her as he longed for more.
“That’s enough fucking around from you now, out of my way.” Jennifer heard words from below as she continued her assault on Manning’s cock. Smith had grasped Brady by the shoulder, pulling him away from the naughty girl’s increasingly wet pussy before mounting her himself.
With no warning, he plunged his cock deep into Jennifer’s virgin slit, causing her to spit Manning’s shaft out. She filled her lungs with air and was about to scream out in a mixture of pleasure and pain before Manning clasped her mouth closed, muffling her.
“We don’t want your Daddy hearing us now do we?” He smiled down at her before freeing her mouth of his hand.
“Don’t worry your little head about it, this room is totally sound proof to the outside and I’ll thank you to let me scream all I want.”
“Oh a feisty little one isn’t she?” Brady proclaimed as he walked around the side of the bed, having been ousted from his position by his impatient accomplice. He climbed back up on the bed and took up a position behind Jennifer’s head, letting the back of her head rest against his balls.
“Who told you that you could stop sucking cock?” He asked as he pressed her head back into Manning’s throbbing pole.
Jennifer wrapped her glistening legs around Smith’s waist as he adjusted to a higher position so that his cock could penetrate her right to its base. The sound of his balls slapping against her wet skin reverberated around the room as she continued to suck and lick at Manning’s cock while Brady whispered in her ear.
“Oh fuck me hard!” She screamed out as she spat Manning’s cock out again and bucked her hips back up against Smith’s, her eyes clamped shut as she bit down hard on her bottom lip.
“She wasn’t fooling around when she told us she was inexperienced anyway guys. She’s clamped around my cock like you wouldn’t believe.” The tone of Smith’s voiced pitched higher as he finished his sentence as he pulled out just in time and shot load after load right up Jennifer’s body, coating her stomach and breasts with his cum. His body collapsed in fatigue, sliding down against Jennifer’s slippery legs before he let himself fall from the end of the bed and knelt on the floor.
“My God, that was the best I’ve had since my honeymoon!” He exclaimed as he stayed panting on the floor at the foot of the bed.
“I gotta get me some of that then!” Brady roared as he lept from beneath
Jennifer’s head and positioned himself carefully between her legs, his thick cock primed for its assault. He placed his hands to either side of the girl’s dripping body, lowering himself so that his cock completely penetrated her and his chest remained just inches above her body.
“Right little mess you’ve left here Smith.” He laughed as he maintained his position trying not to come into contact with the sheets of cum that plastered her torso.
He wasted little time in sliding into her and within seconds had picked up his pace as the room filled with Jennifer’s muffled moans through a mouthful of cock.
She felt Manning’s cock throb and pulse in her mouth as she stared up at him. A smirk crept across his face as she noticed how the veins protruded out from his neck before he shot wads of cum into her mouth. She swallowed for all she was worth until eventually, mounds of his cream slithered out from between her lips and dripped down her chin.
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