by Sansa Gold
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my cheek bulge out as he rammed it against the inside of my cheek. He switched it from side to side, forcing my head hard onto his cock. I gargled out in pleasure as pre-cum shot inside of my mouth. He was saltier than I ever imagined, but for some reason it felt just right.
"God, Sis you are amazing at blow jobs." He smirked at me as aligned his cock with my throat and sent him down. His helm hit against the back of my throat. He filled up my air pipe, and I could no longer breathe. Nonetheless, I was determined to take as much of him as I could.
My hands inched my way back to his chiseled ass and grabbed hold. I let my hands rest there before I pushed him toward me, forcing him to thrust deeper. He moaned out in pleasure as his grip on my head lessened. My eyes began to flutter; I knew that I was running out of the air. I pushed once more and felt his cock drive an inch deeper, and my lips touched the end of his stem. With excitement, I pulled my head away and coughed, a mixture of pre-cum and saliva dripping down the side of my mouth.
I rose and grabbed his hand bringing it between my legs. His eyes widened, and I held his hand there for a second. He seemed to realize the opportunity at hand, and he grinned. He brought his face forward and kissed me while pushing me inside of the shower. With his one free hand, he shut the door behind him, and the water dripped against our passionate embrace.
His hand traveled the inside of my thighs. I usually liked being teased, but right now I just wanted him to take me already. I had been dreaming of this night for too long to be delayed now. I grabbed his hand and placed it between my thighs, he pushed his head against my shoulder. Our faces rubbed against each other as the water warmed us.
"Are you sure about this sis?" I could sense pain in his voice.
I pulled back and stared at him, "I am if you are."
I didn't have to wait for his answer as he pushed aside my flaps and inside my cunt. He curled his finger and rapidly hit at my spot. I moaned out in ecstasy and nailed at this back as the knot came back. I moaned and whined, pleading with him not to stop. He roared out in pain as his hand flicked harder at my inside, and I felt myself lose control of my body. My body convulsed as he pressed my lifeless body against the shower wall. I couldn't help that every time I finished I seemed to lose all ability to stand for myself.
"Are you ok?" He hovered over me as my body sank against the warm wall.
He took the shower head from the ground and squirted it in my face. Immediately, I re awoke from my trance, "Stop it, I'm fine," I yelled out as I brought my hands up and tried to block as much water as possible.
"What the hell was that?"
Even through the heat of the shower I could feel my cheeks grow red, "That's what happens when I finish. I just lose control of my body."
He chuckled, "Really?"
I nodded my head.
"Good, I want to see that again." He grabbed me by my armpits and turned me around, chest against the wall. I shivered as my nipples touched the cool steam covered title wall.
With me props, he opened my legs wide and pushed his helm against my entrance. He brought his head against my ear and whispered, "I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk." I gulped at the thought, and that's when he took his chance and stuffed his cock inside me.
I clawed at the wall but had nothing to grab hold. He pushed me hard against the wall, and my body seemed to hang there as he thrust inside of me. His root dug inside my velvet hold and stretched it apart. With each thrust inside I felt myself move up the wall, the feelings of pleasure growing to great.
"Keep going," I cried as he thrust harder.
"I'm going to cum if I do."
I couldn't talk as the feelings grew inside of my body and spread to every inch. I just nodded my head over and over. He gripped my ass cheeks harder as he buried his cock deep inside.
He grew rigid, and a moment later I felt his hot sperm shoot inside of me. I shrieked out as my bliss soon followed. He pressed his chest against my back and held me in place, as I shook. I would have fallen to the ground if it weren't for him.
Slowly he brought both of us down into the tub, the shower hitting both of bodies. I rested my head on his hard chest and felt the rhythmic feel of his heart. I watched as his cock grew flaccid, not much smaller than his erect size. He was a shower, not a grower.
"What will mom and dad think?" I finally spoke out.
"Don't worry about that for now. Let's just enjoy this." He ran his hand through my hair as I kissed his stomach.
"Do you love me, Lucas?" His hand left my hair and tilted my chin up to his gaze.
"Always have and always will," he answer through his ragged breaths.
I blushed and hide my head inside his embrace.
Book 12: International Exam
"I don't understand why we have to be here?" I moaned out. "We are on our vacation for god's sake." I crossed my arms and pushed myself into the cushioned seat. My mother rolled her eyes like usual, and my dad didn't even turn his head from the TV.
"You know exactly why Brooke. Don't think I didn't see you with that boy last night," sh huffed out as she grabbed a magazine off the waiting room table. She flipped through some pages and turned back to me, "I know you've been lying to us about being a virgin. I'm going to prove it today and its back home for you. We will continue our vacation while you go back to Grandma Edna." My dad's ears perked at the mention of Grandma Edna. Both of us hated going there; he shot a sympathetic look my way.
"Like I've told you a dozen times. I'M STILL A VIRGIN," I growled out which made some people lift their heads from their boring magazines. I hoped that they couldn't understand any English. I rotated my body and faced away from her. I could only take so much.
My parents were first generation Russians immigrants to America. For some reason, they never bothered to teach me the language. They thought that we'd never come back. Now here we were on our first family vacation together, back to the motherland. And on our first night in the country our relatives invited us to a big family gathering. That's where I met Nico.
As soon as I arrived at the event I saw his glaring eyes lock onto me. I was with my parents when he sauntered up next to me and introduced himself. I could feel my mother's mouth drop in disbelief that someone would come up to me. I had to catch my thoughts as I stammered over my words. No boy in high school in America had even given me any attention. I was instantly smitten by Nico.
His arms never left my side as we talked all night. I giggled at everything he said, my hands constantly played with my hair. He made me dance with him and at first I was nervous, but he took that fear away. When the night was almost over he leaned over and kissed me on the lips, his hands sneaking onto my ass. I could still feel the taste of his sweet lips against mine. The way he slyly pressed his hand on my ass. The night was perfect until I heard my mother's roar.
"Brooke!!" She yelled from across the dining room; everyone turned their heads. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She ripped Nico's hands off my body and grabbed my wrist dragging me away. I turned around to see a look of confusion on Nico's face. And that's the last I saw of him.
The rest of the night was spent in a yelling match with my mother who was accusing me of being a slut and whore. Even though we were in the middle of Russia, I'm sure most of the neighbors understood those words. As I slammed the door shut to the bathroom, I heard her shout, "Tomorrow morning we are going to the gynecologist. If your not still whole I swear that you'll regret it."
I collapsed against the bathroom door as I cried my eyes out. I heard my dad trying to reason with her, but to no effect. I woke up to her banging on the door in the morning, my body shivering from the tile floor. And that's how we ended up here.
My mother had gotten a recommendation from a family member about a last minute doctor. She was here to prove she was always right. I wanted this all to be over cause at the end of the day I knew it didn't matter. My mother would find a way to twist this, even if t
he doctor said I was a virgin. Which I was.
"Brooke?" I raised my head and saw the receptionist holding out a clipboard. I pushed off my seat and walked up to the front desk. I could feel my mother's glare drilling into the back of my head. "You need to fill this out before you see the doctor." I grabbed the clipboard, and it shook in my hand.
I barely got any sleep last night. Most of the night, I woke up shivering in the cold and too scared to go outside to face my mother. The pen on the clipboard rattled as my hand shook. I couldn't wait to get home and relax after this whole stupid fiasco.
"What's that?" My mother looked down from the TV at the sheets of paper.
"None of your business," I snapped back at her. She glared at me, her nostrils flared. I looked around the room and saw all the faces in the waiting area on us. Great, they were in for a show now. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. My body grew rigid with each second that passed as it waited for her cold words. Nothing came.
Instead, I felt the clipboard leave my hand. I cracked open my left eye and saw my mother jotting down my information. This was unusual to say the least. Usually, she relished the opportunity to get back at me for talking back. Maybe, she was starting to see the error of her ways.
"Whore," She mumbled under her breath as she continued to write.
I spoke too soon. I brought my feet off the ground and dug my knees into my chest, I pushed my face into them. Total darkness is what I needed. I wanted more than anything to be with Nico and away from my seething mother and totally clueless father.
"Brooke Edge?" I brought my head out of my secluded spot. The door next to the receptionist desk stood ajar. A red-haired nurse held it open, her eyes scanning the room from left to right.
"Right here." I rose from my seat and made my way toward her. I took a sigh of relief. In just a couple more feet, I would be away from my mother.
"Wait," my mother barked across the room. "You'll need this."
I turned around as she made her way toward me, the whole time staring me down. She laid the clipboard in my hand and grabbed my wrist. She gave me a look that I knew too well. I turned around and bolted toward the door before the nurse closed it. That look told me all that I needed to know. She thought she was right, like usual.
The red-haired nurse hurried down the hallway, checking each file that hung on the door along the way. The hallway was covered with all kinds of different diagrams. Although, I couldn't read any of them they all had pictures that left little to the imagination. I wish that I could have asked my mother how all this was supposed to work, but we never got to that. Besides, I didn't feel that close with her and I doubted my father would ever breach the subject.
She took my papers from the clipboard and stuck them into a folder. She held the folder against one of the doors and wrote my name with a black marker.
"This will be your room for the examination. The doctor on call today is Dr. Smirnov," She exclaimed in broken English. She twisted the knob and turned on the light inside the exam room. She held the door open, her eyes darting back and forth between the room and me.
It finally dawned on me that she wanted me to come inside. This lack of sleep was starting to kill me. Once inside the room she shut the door behind her and sashayed toward a cabinet in the back of the room. With her preoccupied it gave me a chance to look around.
I knew that I was in an exam room by the overwhelming disinfectant smell that pushed into my nostrils. On the left side of the room were several cabinets on the ceiling and ground. On the cabinets was a counter top that held several different large glass vials with medical equipment like cotton balls, needles, mouth sticks, etc. To the right of the room, almost in the center, was the medical table. It was an old table with a bunch of holes ripped on its side and at the end of it had two silver prongs sticking out. I knew that I had seen those on TV, but I had forgotten what they were called. I just knew that they were essential to the exam.
"Ma'am?" I hopped a little as the voice spoke next to me. I spun my head and saw the nurse holding a folded sheet in front of me. I could feel the redness as it gripped at my face. How long had I been staring around the room completely oblivious of her next to me? I grabbed at the cloth in her hands, and it unraveled in front of me.
"You need to put that on. The Dr.Smirnov will be with you shortly." Before, I could turn around and ask her any questions she was already gone. I sighed as I swiveled the gown in my hands. I was completely amiss about what to do now. Do I completely undress or do I just put this on my clothes? I turned it around and saw that the gown was open down the middle of its back, and only a small string was sewn into it. I guess that answers my question.
I threw the blue medical gown onto the table and began to undress. I gripped at the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head, letting my breasts bounce from their first barrier to escape. I unbuttoned my pants and pushed down trying to get my large ass out of them. That was going to be a pain to squeeze back into after the exam. I stood there shivering in my panties and bra.
I took one final gulp before unclasping my bra and completely setting myself free. Before they even hit my chest, the chill ran up my body and nipped at my nipples. Fuck, was it cold in this office. I pushed down quickly on my panties and threw all my clothes onto the side chair. I took the gown and wrapped it against my body, quickly grabbed at the string and knotted it at my back tightly. The gown offered very little protection from the cold. I might as well have been naked.
I grabbed the end of the table and hopped on. I let my feet hang down to the ground as I clutched at the metal contraptions at the end of the table. I pulled them to the side of the table and away as I tried to remember what they were for.
"I assure you those stirrups work just fine." I felt my ass come off the table as my eyes tried to locate the voice. My eyes fell on a young man at the front of the door, his head poking through. A very handsome young man.
He smiled, "May I come in?"
I pushed aside my hair, "S-Sure." I could feel the redness reclaim my face. This time I wasn't embarrassed, I was more taken aback by how handsome this man was.
He had jet black hair with piercing blue eyes. When I looked into his eyes it was as if I saw staring up at the sky, the white in his eyes became the clouds. As he pushed through the door, I could see how tightly his doctor gown hugged against his rigid shoulders and biceps. His massive body lumbered over me as he came toward the table. He must have been well over 6 feet. He turned the pages of my files, his eyes darting between it and me.
"Brooke, it says here that your mother would like me to check your virginity." He flipped through the pages as if he were trying to make sense of it all. "Are you experiencing any pain or discomfort right now?" A look of confusion spread across his face.
I shook my head no.
"Yea, you don't look in pain. I was wondering if you could explain to me why you're mother wants me to completely this exam?" I watched his lips move, the words easily coming out of his mouth. There was only a trace of his accent left in his speech, besides that he could pass as an American.
"It's a long story," I sighed not wishing to go through every extraneous detail. I didn't want to spread my embarrassment further.
"Can you just give me the breakdown?" He scribbled something into my file, his eyes still solely locked onto me. I could see them trail up and down my body. It was almost as if he was checking me out. I wished that I had kept my clothes on they would have accepted my body better than this extra large gown.
"Ok." I replayed last night in my head. I only wanted the basic information, nothing more and nothing less. I took a deep breath, "Came to Russia to visit family, went to party, met boy, kissed boy, mother saw me with boy, thinks I'm a slut, and wants to make sure I'm a virgin," I exhaled. That didn't sound so bad when I rushed through it like a verse in a rap song.
"That's a pretty good breakdown," He smirked at me. He grabbed one of the rolling chairs and sat on it. The definition in his legs was more a
pparent than before as he squatted down. I instinctively bit my lip. He was an attractive doctor.
He cleared his throat, "Unfortunately, there is no easy way to determine if a girl is still a virgin. In today's world virginity could be lost through a multitude of things such as; physical exertion and even by self-masturbation."
"So can you just tell my mother that I'm a virgin then?" A glimmer of hope sprung in my chest. Maybe I wouldn't have to get examined today, and I could just put this whole event behind me.
"Sadly, I can't do that. Your mother has requested that I complete the examination. I'm going to have to do it." He reached over into one of the smaller cabinets and grabbed a pair of plastic gloves. He pulled each glove across each hand, and it crackled against his wrist as he let go of the elastic. "This is your first examination correct?"
"Yes, Dr. Smirnov." I began to swing my legs back and forth under the table. I was growing nervous as I saw him grab at various equipment around the room.
He adjusted the metal stirrups from side to side until he found the right spot. He scratched his head, and his eyes lit up with excitement. He turned to the side and opened the cabinet, where the other gowns were, and rummaged through it.
"Here it is." His hands dove inside and came back with a long metal rod. It had to be at least five inches long and two inches wide. There was a crack running down it and at the end of the rod were small black knobs.
