The Alpha Loves The Brat

by Allysa Mkermo

  Oh my god! What is happening right now? And why am I enjoying it?

  Chapter 2

  “Doctor Marcos! I... What are you doing?” I stammered.

  His eyes drifted up to meet mine, the seductive twinkle in them amplified beyond measure.

  “I've wanted you since the first time I saw you come into the office. I haven't been able to get you out of my mind, Maria. I'd like to teach you what it means to be a woman. If you'll let me.”

  I wanted to argue. I wanted to fight back, but his hands on my body felt amazing. And the sight of him, his lips on my skin, his hands exploring my body, lit a fire in me like I'd never known. I nodded, unable to form any coherent words.

  With a sly smile, he winked up at me. “I think it's time to begin your gynecological exam...”

  My head shot up with a start. I opened my mouth to object, but I couldn't. I wanted to see how far he was going to take this. I had to know what it was he was going to teach me.

  “Dr. Marcos, I don't know...”

  “Shhhh, Maria. The doctor knows best,” he growled.

  Dr. Marcos removed his hands from breasts and I felt my body rise with him. I wanted more, and wasn't ready for him to stop. But then I realized he was pulling the stirrups out of the exam table.

  "Now, I want you to inch your way down to the edge of the table and slide your feet into the stirrups."

  I did as he told me, and felt my sex begin to pulse just knowing he was so near me.

  "I want you to open your legs wide for me, Maria. Let me see you."

  I had a hard time telling my body to relax, but the feel of his gentle hands on my knees encouraged me to open up for him. The feel of his fingers grazing across my pubic area sent shivers across my body. His hands brushed gently across the softness of my skin, and I heard him let out a small moan.

  "You're so nice and smooth, Maria. Trimmed so clean and neat, I could just make a meal of you. "

  He slid each of his thumbs into me, opening my folds as he lowered his head closer to my sex. My back arched, and I grabbed hold of the edge of the exam table to sturdy myself. "Your lips are so pink and full. Very nice, Maria. I must say, you look very healthy. I don't think I'll have a problem signing off on your travel forms."

  Licking his thumbs clean, Dr. Marcos picked up my chart and jotted down several notes before continuing. Once he set the chart back down on the side table, he smiled at me and said, “Time to move on to the internal exam. You might feel something a little cold, but it will only last for a second”.

  All at once, I felt a metal instrument press against my pussy, and spread my lips wide, giving him more access to my distended clit.

  "Oh my, that's just lovely. Your clit is so swollen. I think you're ready for me, Maria.”

  His finger began to trace circles around my clit, sending waves of desire through every inch of my body.

  "I'm glad you're enjoying this, Maria. Trips to the doctor shouldn't be frightening.”

  Suddenly, I felt the warmth of his breath against the skin of my pussy. His skillful tongue licked up and down in long strokes before he zeroed on my clit. Dr. Marcos sucked and bit down softly on my clit, and I had to chew on my lips to stop myself from crying out. When he pulled his mouth away and I felt him slide a finger inside me, I almost flew off of the table.

  "You're so hot and so wet, Maria. You feel amazing. I want to feel every inch of you, chronicle every single reaction."

  He slowly moved his finger in and out of me. As his finger pumped in and out, his other hand came up to massage my swollen clit. My whole body began to shiver as an orgasm built up inside of me. Out of nowhere, he slipped a second finger into my sex, and twirled them in a unison as his other worked it's magic on my clit with even more fervor. An orgasm sent me into a dizziness I couldn't explain, couldn't have remotely expected or prepared for when I walked into the office this afternoon. Spasms of pleasurable agony shook my body,

  "Brilliant Just the reaction I was hoping for."

  Dr. Marcos turned around to the tray of instruments behind him. "I'm going to need a little lubricant for this next portion of the examination. Are you ready, Maria?"

  Through the haze of my first orgasm, I nodded as best as I could. I felt like I could barely keep control of my senses. The doctor came back with a tube of lubricant and applied a generous amount to his hand.

  "I hope you don't mind if I explore a little further, Maria.”

  I felt his finger poke around my ass. Once again, I moved to stop him, but the words died in my throat.

  "Mmm, are you ready?" He asked, looking up at me with those sparkling green eyes.

  He pushed a little harder, giving me time to adjust to the sensations. Finally, with one quick thrust, his finger entered me and it felt amazing, better than I could have ever imagined He maneuvered his finger back and forth, whispering softly, "Just relax, Maria. It will feel better if you relax.”

  With a sly smile, he offered, "perhaps it will help if I give a little attention to your clit." His other hand began to play and tease me, bringing the rolls of pleasure back, from my head to my toes.

  "I wonder how much we can fit inside you, Maria."

  He paused for only a second before I felt another his fingers pressing against me. In a flash, he inserted two fingers into my pussy, as he slowly resumed his machinations on my ass. His fingers stretched and toyed, and the sound of his gentle encouragement only increased my desire.

  "You're doing very well, my darling,” he whispered with a smile.

  All at once, Dr. Marcos pulled away, stopped his tender treatments, and said, "Would you like me to continue the exam, Maria? We can stop if you want?"

  Before I knew what I was was saying, the words spilled out of me.

  "Oh, please, yes. Don't stop. I need you to keep going. Don't ever stop.”

  “Whatever you want, Maria. I'm here to help you,” he said as he let his scrubs and underwear fall to the floor and his massive cock sprung forth.

  "Can you take your feet out of the stirrups and roll over for me please, Maria?”

  I did as he asked, rolling over and relishing the feel of the cold metal against my breasts. Dr. Marcos stepped onto the footrest on the exam table. For a second, his fingers found their way back into my warmth, but then his cock took the place of his fingers. He gently eased his rigid cock into my wetness. All at once, he let out a moan of pure ecstasy.

  "Oh yes. That's excellent," he groaned huskily.

  His fingers began drumming a beat on my clit as he steadily worked his way in and out of my pussy. His cock was so big, and I couldn't help but feel that my body was expanding to fit him. As he pumped in and out, he began his explorations of my ass again. I was completely filled up, and it felt amazing.

  "Yes, that is amazing," he moaned as he grabbed hold of me and pushed deeper inside of me.

  "Please, harder!" I cried out. He rode me with even more intensity, mercilessly driving his cock further and further into me. My orgasm overwhelmed me, causing me to tighten even more around his cock. I cried out in pleasure, as he gently pulled away from me.

  "Maria, will you please get on your knees. I'd like to see how you take me inside your mouth. "

  I nodded, as if having some sort of out-of-body experience. The floor under my knees was cold, but it felt good, bringing my body temperature down after everything the doctor had inflicted upon me. I hungrily took his huge cock into my small mouth, swallowing in as much as I could fit. I let my tongue trace circles around the head as my hand gently massaged his balls.

  His moans turned into grunts that signaled his orgasm was drawing nearer, so I let my mouth work more furiously. Abruptly, he pulled away from me and looked deeply into my eyes.

  “Lay back down. I want to come inside you, Maria.”

  Chapter 3

  Dr. Marcos lifted me from the floor and lay me back down on the exam table. In a quick thrust, he entered me again, his strokes slow and steady. Then, in a blinding flash, he quickly
drew back and plunged deep inside of me. With each thrust, his breaths exploded from him, sharp and loud. I found myself calling his name, even though I didn't really know it.

  “Dr. Marcos! Oh yes, please! More!”

  I thought I might pass out from wanting, as he gripped my hips so hard, I thought they might bruise. He'd ceased to be gentle with me, and I didn't even care anymore.

  He positioned me until his cock hit my most sensitive spot, and he leaned over me, grabbing hold of my shoulders. I ran my fingers through his thick black hair, all the way down his back, scratching my nails into his flesh. He increased the speed of his thrusts, bringing us both closer and closer to the peak of our pleasure.

  Suddenly, I was grateful there was no one else in the office, because there was no controlling my cries of ecstasy.

  My orgasm rocked me from top to bottom and back again. I briefly opened my eyes and saw a look of pure satisfaction in the doctor's face. Holding onto my thighs, he pounded into me over and over again. I felt the rippling shudders of his climax as he came inside of me, and when he collapsed on top of me, the smell of sweat on his skin was intoxicating. I almost came a third time, just from feeling his strong body on top of me.

  Dr. Marcos crawled off of me and whispered, “I'll give you a minute.”

  After getting myself cleaned up and inching back into my clothes, Dr. Marcos came back into the room and handed me a piece of paper.

  “After careful consideration, I think I can approve you for your trip abroad.”

  I couldn't help but laugh as I took the signed form from his hand. As his fingers touched mine, I whispered, “Thank you, Dr. Marcos.”

  All business again, Dr. Marcos looked me up and down, and I shivered a little with remembered pleasure as his eyes roamed over my body.

  “Miss Morgan, I didn’t say you were approved yet. I’ll be scheduling you for a follow-up exam later this week. There are some inoculations you’ll need to travel abroad. I’ll expect you back here on Thursday, and I also expect you to be prepared. The exam we did today was only the beginning, and I have a feeling you might need a few follow-up visits to ensure your complete fitness for your trip.”

  I stifled a gasp. Was this man actually going to hold me hostage - I needed this medical approval, and he was the only doctor I was going to be able to see to send off my application in time. I swallowed hard and nodded, all mirth gone.

  Dr. Marcos didn’t smile, but his eyes twinkled mischievously.

  “Thursday, Miss Morgan. Don’t be late, this next exam is integral to the approval process.” I looked down at the form he had handed me, the one I thought had been my approval form. Written on the paper in Dr. Marcos’ medical scrawl was a website address, and a password.

  “I expect you to follow the instructions on this form to the letter, and on Thursday we will conclude your exams. Now, I trust you’ll keep this all in the strictest confidence.” I nodded again and looked at him wide eyed. He smiled then, and a shiver rolled over my body as I remembered how good his thick cock had felt deep inside me. I had a whole day and night to think about what had happened today, and wonder what would happen on Thursday.

  He escorted me out of the exam room and let me out of the clinic. I wanted him to touch me, but he was professional and brusque, as though nothing had happened. I got into my car and sat there shuddering, my pussy throbbing deliciously, aching to be touched again. I wanted him inside me again.

  I definitely didn’t want to go on that date now. I pulled my phone out of my purse and with shaking fingers, I texted my date...

  something came up, can’t go out sry

  I didn’t even care if he would be angry or not, I had a sudden urge to go home and have a long hot bath... and I was dying to check out the website Dr. Marcos had given me. I raced home, my mind a flurry of memories and feelings and wondering what Dr. Marcos had meant by “I expect you to be prepared for your next exam.” I parked haphazardly and almost ran up the stairs to my apartment. I knew that my roommate was out for the night with her boyfriend.

  I dropped my stuff onto my bed and stripped out of my clothes. My red panties were soaked with my pussy juices, and I kicked them unceremoniously into the laundry basket. I wrapped myself in a silken robe, relishing the feel of the cool slick fabric against my skin. My nipples pricked from the cold, and I remembered the feel of Dr. Marcos’ fingers pinching them. I gnawed on my lip and tied the sash of my robe. With long strides, I went to the bathroom and started a bath. The hot water rushed over my fingers as I dumped Epsom salts and scented oils into the tub.

  Leaving the tub filling, I grabbed my laptop off my bed and pulled the sheet of paper Dr. Marcos had given me out of my bag. I typed the website into the search bar and a Dropbox folder opened - password encrypted. I entered the password Dr. Marcos had given me, and all of a sudden, folders appeared on my screen.

  Folders full of photographs. And instructions.

  My eyes widened as I scrolled through hundreds of photos of Dr. Marcos (I’d recognize that cock anywhere) and his patients... all of them beautiful women in the throes of ecstasy. I felt a slight prickle of jealousy. A thought snaked into my head. I wanted to be in these photos, I wanted to be in these positions - my lips and pussy stretched around his girth. I imagined him looking through these photos while he was alone in his house, stroking his cock and thinking about how it had felt to have his throbbing dick buried inside my hot pussy. I felt my sex quiver in anticipation, but I resisted the urge to slide my fingers inside. I crossed my legs tightly and continued to scroll through the photos. There were things I wanted to try, things I saw in the photos that I wanted to do - things I wanted to do for Dr. Marcos. I could hear him crooning encouragement in my ear already, feel the cold metal of the table pressed against my aching tits.

  I read the instructions for something I hadn’t done before - they were cold and medical, and somehow that made me even more eager to do them. No more awkward fumbling hands, only detailed precision. I could barely stand the waiting. I brought my laptop with me into the bathroom and set it up on the counter so that the photos scrolled automatically. I turned off the tap and dropped my silken robe to the tile floor.

  I stepped carefully into the bath, wincing a bit as the scalding hot water lapped over my bare skin. I eased myself into the bath, inhaling the scent of the essential oils I had dropped into the water earlier. I felt sensual and delicious; my memories of my time in Dr. Marcos’ office were clear in my mind as I ran my hands over my smooth body. He wanted me to prepare for my appointment, and I was ready to do whatever it took to have my face captured mid-climax for his private albums.

  I slid my hands over my large breasts, pinching my already sore nipples roughly. The hot water had made them even more tender and I gasped as a tiny shock ran through me. I tweaked them again, twisting and plucking them to new hardness. I knew that my pussy was already wet, but I wasn’t ready for just how slick it had become. I turned my head to look at the laptop, the photos scrolled by and my breathing began to change. I thought about Dr. Marcos’ instructions. My fingers slipped inside my pussy, stretching the lips open as he had done, and began stroking the velvety walls with my long fingers.

  My pussy was sore from stretching around Dr. Marcos’ cock and I winced slightly, biting my lips and focusing on the intense pleasure that was starting to build low in my belly. I pushed my fingers deep inside my pussy - three fingers... four... I wanted to be ready for him. I could feel my first orgasm building; my pussy was beginning to pulse around my fingers and I bit back a moan, but I knew I had to wait. I pulled my fingers from my throbbing pussy with a sigh and pinched my engorged clit between my thumb and forefinger. I stroked it quickly, rubbing hard and fast with my slick fingers. The steaming water was making me feel light-headed, but I had more work to do.

  Lifting one leg out of the water, I threaded my arm around the back of my thigh and pulled it towards my chest. With my other hand I stroked my stretched pussy, teasing it with my fingers, and t
hen began to swirl my fingers around my tight asshole. It had stretched around Dr. Marcos’ fingers only a short time ago, and the hot water had made me relax, making it easy for me to slip my own fingers into that forbidden cavity. I closed my eyes the let out a shuddering sigh, imagining my asshole stretching willingly around Dr. Marcos’ hard cock.

  I pushed another finger into my willing hole, and another. Filled, I gasped and came, my flesh puckering around my eager fingers, clenching tightly and then relaxing enough for me to start fucking my ass with my fingers; gently at first, and then faster and faster. My body writhed and moved in time with the motion of my hand. I felt my orgasm building again and I pulled my thigh closer to my chest as my fingers furiously worked my asshole. I was so close to cumming, so close. With three fingers buried in my ass, I used my thumb to tease my clit, rubbing it hard and fast as my body bucked with wave after wave of ecstasy.

  Floating in the hot water, I could feel every inch of my body pulsing with pleasure and more than a little triumph; I would be ready for Dr. Marcos, and he would be pleased with me. Pleased enough to give me that clean bill of health I needed for that trip to Spain. I turned my head to watch the photos scrolling over my computer screen again, Dr. Marcos’ latex gloved hands squeezing, plucking... inserting... I could feel my blood running hot again. I was determined that I would go to the clinic, wet and ready for him.

  I was ready to try again, I could go longer, harder, beg for more and more. I spent the rest of the night in the bath, plucking, pinching, pulling, stretching; cumming again and again with more and more ferocity each time. When I finally pulled myself from the water and rolled into bed, my body hummed and vibrated and I was confident that I could do better - that I could do things for Dr. Marcos that he hadn’t ‘catalogued’ yet.

  Thursday was only a few short hours away, and I was going to spend them in the pursuit of pleasure, my handsome doctor’s face in my mind’s eye. I slept heavily, drained by my frantic studies of my own body and limits. I woke very late in the afternoon on Wednesday and I forced myself to eat something, but raced back to my room as soon as I could to continue preparing myself for Thursday’s appointment.