by Sansa Gold
We sit in our corner; Stacey leaned in to whisper in my ear, "I'm not that picky. I'll take anything that he has in there. Younger or older, I don't care. Just give me someone with a bit of experience compared to the freshmen on campus."
That was one of biggest issues with the one-night stands. The thing that she constantly complained about. None of the guys on campus could bring her to fruition. The only thing they cared about was themselves. They were concerned with sticking it in, then finishing all over. Never giving any attention to the girl, which was nice enough to put out for some of the guys.
"I'm sure you'll have someone soon enough. Maybe you'll hook a junior or senior, someone who knows how to please exactly a woman," I murmured under my breath. There was one particular guy that Stacey had her mind on, so I was rooting for her.
"Yea, maybe," she cried. She leaned her head on my shoulder, and I stroked the long curls.
"Mrs. Howell, are you ready?" The nurse poked her head out between the divider.
"Well, that's me." I kissed her on the forehead, "You'll find someone. You're still a freshman you have plenty of time."
"I know, but I want what you have," she pouted.
I wasn't entirely sure what I had. Sure, we were seeing each other now, but it had taken two weeks to meet in person. And who knows the next time I would see him. I smiled at her before I walked through the door.
The nurse station was cleaner than before; there was no pile of papers or folders everywhere. Just a couple of pens and a computer set against the wall.
"Yea, we were swamped when you came in a month ago. It always is on the first week of school," the nurse said. Her fingers touched the inside of my wrist as she guided me toward the same room as before. This time there was no awkward exchange of questions, just business as usual.
"Same thing?" I looked at the green gown in her hand. Nothing had changed in the room; the table was off to the side, and cabinet of medical instruments was still placed on the side.
"Same thing," she answered. I grabbed the gown and jumped onto the exam table. I still wanted to wait for her to leave; this body was reserved for just Dr. Lambert. No one else got a sneak peek at the goods.
"If you have any questions I'll be outside the door." She slammed the door closed, reminding me of when I had done the same to Dr. Lambert. I couldn't help it, I had been so nervous. Now I was free from that worry to embrace his instrument. I smiled at myself; I had been thinking about his instrument every night. How I wanted it in against my body, in my mouth, in my pussy, or in the back door. I had been contemplating giving him a little extra, keep him interested in me.
I piled the clothes together and set them on the floor next to my bag. I adjusted the pillow under my head, letting my neck get a little support. I wanted to make myself as comfortable as possible, I was going to get pounded, might as well be relaxed.
I rubbed my thighs together. Well, hello there! Dr. Lambert's cock had already done the job, and he wasn't even here in the room. I moved my fingers down between my gown, my clit swollen with excitement. I let out a slight moan as I pressed against it. I circled myself as I imagined Dr. Lambert's cock around my mouth, his pre-cum coating the outside of my mouth. How I would take him whole. I had been practicing for him the last two weeks.
The image of his chest against my body, his sweat dripping onto me. The way he kissed my neck as he would growl into my ear. How his shaft would enter me, spreading my cunt apart. My legs quivered as I reached my orgasm. I buckled my knees and moaned into the side of the pillow as my body seemed to explode. Everything felt so right; I couldn't wait for Dr. Lambert to come in and give me his everything.
* Knock Knock*
"Mrs. Howell, are you ready?" His voice sent a shiver up my spine. Of course, I had been ready. I'd been ready since the second that he left my dorm. I wanted hard, and I wanted him now.
"Yes, I'm ready Dr. Lambert," I pressed my legs against the stirrups. There was no use beating around the bush. I wanted his cock inside me the second he stepped inside, what better way to entice him than with my pussy on display. Nothing could go wrong with this.
The door opened, My heart felt like it got caught at the top of my throat. Beside Dr. Lambert was another doctor, one with ginger hair and eyes opened wide. "Oh, Oh Mrs. Howell, there's no need for that. We aren't starting that quickly."
"I'm so sorry," I cried out as I threw the gown on top of my legs, my cheeks fully blushed. There was no way that I could live this down. I had flashed one of his peers; he had no idea what he was walking in on.
"Are you decent?" Dr. Lambert asked, a slight chuckle in his voice. I'm glad that he was enjoying this.
"Yea, I'm good now," I coughed, my fingers running through my wild hair. I pressed my knees against my chest, letting the gown fall to the tip of my toes. I didn't want to be naked in front of them, that opportunity had long past. The insecurity from before had crept back.
"You don't need to hide all the way up there," the other doctor said. He walked to the side of the table, his freckled face had a large smile, "I'm Dr. Hardy." He shook my hand and turned toward Dr. Lambert, "Dr. Lambert here is my mentor. I'm almost done with my residency; this is my last day following him around," He stammered, the top of his forehead was covered in sweat.
I said nothing. How could I? He had just seen me completely naked; legs spread like I was some kinky cheerleader. I just nodded my head and turned around, shooting daggers at Dr. Lambert.
"Don't give me that, Mel," Dr. Lambert mumbled as he scribbled into his folder. Mel? He had no right to use that nickname on me. Not after this. That name was only reserved for Stacey. Stacey. A light bulb popped into my head as I looked at Dr. Hardy.
"So Dr. Hardy on the same page as you," I questioned Dr. Lambert. He had to know what I was thinking. Did Dr. Hardy know about our little arrangement? That's all I cared about. If he did, and he accepted it, then there might be a chance for one of my friends to get what she wanted.
Dr. Lambert cleared his throat as he walked to my other side, his hand on mine. "Well, it's complicated. Dr. Hardy knows a little about and he-"
"I'm jealous of what you guys have," Dr. Hardy finished, his eyes looking down at our hands. "Medical school hasn't given me the fulfilling relationships that I've wanted. I wish I had someone like you Melissa."
I pondered his problem for a bit that could be a lot easier to fix then he knew. "Would you be open to having what I have with Dr. Lambert?" I edged toward the table staring intently at him. There would be no room for doubt, I needed him to be for this 100% of the way. Otherwise, there was no reason to introduce them at all.
"Of course," his eyes lit up at the idea. "I've wanted someone to be with me for a while," he looked up at Dr. Lambert with excitement, almost like a child does to his father.
"Well, I might have a possible solution for you," I turned toward Adam. "Outside, in the waiting room, is my friend Stacey. She would probably interested in having what we have, but with Dr. Hardy here. That is if they get along."
Dr. Hardy seemed to come alive. His chest became pumped, his shoulders raised, and he pushed the glasses up his nose. There didn't seem to be any doubt about what he wanted to do. He seemed already convinced of the idea, not like Adam when I made the first move.
"Well, I don't know." Adam walked to the door, his back pressed against it. He grabbed at the small stubbles under his chin, his eyes drifting between Dr. Hardy and me. I loved when he got all intense; it made me shiver with excitement. The only thing that was missing from him was probably a puff of smoke coming out of a pipe placed between his lips, almost like a 1950's dad.
"Let me at least meet her, Adam." Dr. Hardy moved across the room, his eyes pleading with Adam. Adam looked at him, then back at me. I licked my lips and blew him a kiss. I could see the slight tug at the seam of his slacks.
"Alright, I don't see why not." He moved aside, letting Dr. Hardy walk through the door. Once Hardy was gone, he turned to me, "Are you sure about this?
This could be a problem later if it doesn't work between the two of them."
"I'm positive about Stacey, as long as your boy Hardy, doesn't throw it overboard they should be fine." I pulled his face close to mine, kissing him on the side of the cheek. I loved when he didn't shave; it made him look much older and masculine.
"Anxious aren't you?" He chuckled as he pressed his lips against mine. My hand drifted down to the middle of his pants, his hardness jutted against my palm.
"To say the least," I breathed out, my hand felt down the side of his shaft. God, I wanted nothing more than his cock inside of my mouth. I wanted him to take my breath away as he filled my throat with his sweet cum.
"Well, maybe I can get Hardy and Stacey to go into another room, and then we can have this one all to ourselves." He kissed down the side of my neck; a wild idea popped into my head. I would have to take this another route, one that would get Adam's approval, but I didn't see how he could be completely against it. It was almost like a dream come true, at least for most guys.
"What if we don't get them another room?" He pulled away, his hands pressing against my cheeks. His green eyes looked down at me; I could tell he didn't know where I was going with this.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, what if Stacey and I both get our exams in here with the both of you guys," I stammered out.
I knew what was coming next. He let go of my face and began to pace around the room, his hand pulling at his short stubbles. He looked at me, then at the door, and back to me. I could almost see the cogs turning inside of his head. I wanted to laugh, but I stopped myself short.
"You want both of the exams in this room?" He threw his hands up in a circle.
"Yes." I jumped off the table and took his hands, my body was pressed against his. "I want everyone in the room. It could be fun." I felt his hardness as it pushed against me. I moved my hands down, grabbing a handful of his ass.
He kissed me on the forehead, before placing his chin on the top of my head. I felt his mouth move, as I let his aftershave waft into my nose. The smell of honey and a bit of cinnamon just reminded me of the last time we were together. It made me moist between the legs with anticipation.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Positive," I mumbled as I sucked in his body odor. God, I didn't want him ever to leave me. There was nothing that I wouldn't do for this man.
"Dr. Lambert, I found her." Dr. Hardy came inside the room, Stacey right behind him. Her cheeks were blushed, her blue eyes looking up at Dr. Hardy with awe.
"That's good." Adam looked at me one more time before turning around. "I might have something that might interest the both of you." He shuffled them inside, closing the door behind him. "How would you two," he stammered. "How would you two like to perform Stacey's exam in here?"
Dr. Hardy's opened wide, as Stacey pressed her hand against her mouth attempting to cover up her smile. I knew that she would be down for it as soon as the idea popped into my head. Stacey wanted to have fun in college; this was something that she would never be able to forget. Something neither of us would.
"You mean you want for both of them to get examined right here." Dr. Hardy pointed at the floor, before turning around to Stacey. "How does this sound to you?"
"I'm all down," She answered, not a worry in her voice.
The door locked with a loud click. I moved up the table, leaving enough room for Stacey to hope on. Dr. Hardy handed her a gown, and they turned around while she put it on. They didn't have to, but I guess it's just something they grew used to over the years.
Stacey looked at me and smiled, "Thanks for the recommendation." She turned around licking the bottom of her lips. I knew that she would like Dr. Hardy, he was just as tall and almost as good-looking as Adam.
"No problem," I whispered as I set my toes at the end of the table. Stacey followed behind me, her legs opening up as well. Each doctor grabbed a chair, Dr. Hardy between Stacey's legs and Adam between mine.
I felt the rush as his fingers drifted up the inside of my thighs, my hips moving up with his flow. Stacey moaned next to me, then giggled as we looked at each other. This was something new for all of us, but that didn't stop us from letting go. With each flick of my clit, I pushed my hot breathe against Stacey's neck.
After a while, I became lost in the moment. It happened as Adam's tongue brushed against my clit, so I puckered my lips and brushed them against her neck. She shrieked in response, her orgasm rolling through her. Our lips met in the middle, she brushed her top lip against mine, and from there we were lost. Our tongue lashed into each other's mouths, her hands pinching at my A-cups while mine grabbed handfuls of her bosom. I had wanted to grab her breasts from the moment I saw her; I was jealous of them. Now I was a little less because I got to take them as my own.
At some point, the Doctors stopped what they were doing and just watched. Stacey pulled back and giggled, her hand drifting down the side my gown until it pressed against my sensitive clit. I roared with joy as she pressed against it, with more expertise than Adam. There were some things that even guys didn't know. A kind of thing a girl learns by exploring her body.
I turned my head, her lips sucking against my neck, "Are you guys just going to watch or join in the fun?" They lifted their shoulders, before chuckling and they both unbuckled their pants. Dr. Hardy was a little smaller than Adam, but he made up with his width. There was no way I could handle something like that, even with the pounding Adam gave me. I knew that it would suit Stacey since she had a little more experience in that department.
Each of them wandered up the side of the exam table, I gripped Adam's cock and guided it toward my mouth. I didn't need to look back to know that Dr. Hardy was getting pleased, his growls and grunts were enough of a clue.
"Still not sure about this?" I asked, my tongue draping down the side of cock. Doing this always got the best results from him. It made him stand on the tip of his toes, the pre-cum flowing with each journey up his shaft. I loved the droplets of cum against my tongue; it was almost a game for me.
"I don't know why I even questioned it," he muttered, his eyes closed, his hands moving through my hair.
"Me neither." I pushed his helm against the inside of my cheek, his pre-cum oozing down into my throat. I grabbed the back of his hammies and pushed him deep into my mouth. The air in my throat was clogged up as I felt the mixture of saliva and cum roll down. It felt so good to be used like this. I could only see the white of Adam's eyes as he looked up to the ceiling, a crooked smile spread across his face.
I reached behind me and grabbed Stacey's ass, as Adam's prick pushed against my face. I moaned out as Adam grabbed my hair into a ponytail, forcing his cock into me. He pulled and pushed, his hand resting against my neck as he felt his hardness drifting down my mouth. His balls touched on my lips, the end of his shaft wrapped around my mouth. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to come up to breathe.
I shoved him away, a dribble of saliva moved down the side of my mouth. Nothing had ever felt as good as this. Behind me, Stacey's head hit against my back as Dr. Hardy gave it to her harder. I couldn't stop watching as he pushed his cock into her mouth, her hands cradling his balls. She was much better at it than me; there weren't even any tears on the edge of her eyes.
"You like that," I whispered into her ear, her head slightly nodding in response. Dr. Lambert moved down my legs, my legs spreading wide for him. I kissed Stacey's shoulder as I urged Dr. Hardy on. This was my idea, so I wanted both of them to have fun.
"I'm going to cum," Dr. Hardy yelled, his legs quivering. Stacey pushed him away, his cock smacking against the side of her mouth. We both opened our mouths as he came on both of us, Stacey got the brunt of the load. I brushed my lips against her as my body shock from the release.
"How do you feel?"
Stacey turned around a trickle of cum moving down the side of her mouth, "Amazing. This might be the best idea you've ever had." She turned around, her lips pulling against Dr. Hardy's flacc
id cock.
