Heat: Curvy First Times (Three on One BDSM Book 1)

by Q. Zayne

  I nodded. He waited for me to speak.

  “Yes, I understand, Dr. Wright.”

  “You may not write, record anything about any aspect of the study or any of us, in any manner, by any means, for any reason. That includes via voice, image, email, blog, personal journal whether on computer or paper, notebook of any kind, or any other method of data transmission. Do you swear to abide by this agreement?”

  “I do, Dr. Wright.”

  It was all so solemn, I tingled like it was my wedding day. The distinguished shrink would make a sexy groom, even if he was older than my father.

  “This contract summarizes our agreements. Please read it and sign it on the final page. Pay careful attention to the section about rough treatment. We may slap, grab, squeeze, and manhandle you intensely. You may experience bruising. We want to make sure you consent to every aspect of the treatment before we begin. We treat you bare. Giving you skin to skin contact and our personal medicine is a crucial part of the study of desire and our treatment.”

  My head spun. It all sounded so nasty. I wanted Lorenzo to touch me. I wanted Dr. Wright to touch me, too.

  I accepted the papers, scanned them and signed it. The contract was quite formal, and quite clear that I was bound by a non-disclosure agreement. I handed it back to him. Our fingers brushed. I blushed. His pupils looked enormous. Based on my reading, that suggested he found me attractive. I might learn as much about arousal from this study as they hoped to learn from me.

  Lorenzo swept in, a lab coat flapping around a fresh, tight-fitting white T-shirt. The contrast between his chic casual clothes and his cloak of authority excited me. It seemed like a violation of some unwritten rule for a psychiatrist to be so erotic. I supposed that made him perfect for his line of research.

  A powerfully built Black man entered the room from the observation theater and bounded down the stairs. If the handsome shrinks beside me violated what was reasonable for a therapist, this man shattered it completely.

  White jeans and a T-shirt as tight as Lorenzo’s hugged his massive, muscled body. He looked like a boxer or a wrestler. His shaved head gleamed, his arms looked ready to do damage, and he gave me a dazzling grin that would disarm just about any woman who had a sex drive.

  This was not fair. They were making me the subject of experiments on sexual arousal, and they were three of the most sexually exciting men I’d ever been near in my life. Weren’t experiments supposed to have a baseline? How could they get a baseline by making me so damned hot just from being in the same room with me?

  I wasn’t worried about their experiment. I was worried about me. It made me uncomfortable to be so turned on. All my life I’d maintained a lot of control. Growing up poor, it was a challenge to be in college. I worked hard. I was the first person in any branch of my family to ever attend one. I did well my first semester. But I had nothing in common with other students, avoided talking about home, and had nothing but books and treats to soothe all my anxieties, the fear I was going to make a giant failure of this, and worst of all, no one was ever going to care about me.

  “This is excellent.” Lorenzo rubbed his hands together. “I’m so happy to have all of you participating. Brie, since you’re so well qualified, I need to prepare you for our first treatment personally. Gentlemen, adjourn to the observation room. I want Brie to be comfortable and relaxed. You’ll be able to see and hear everything, of course. It just might be easier for her to have a sense of privacy for the first time.”

  I had no idea what he was talking about, but I liked his consideration. His colleagues nodded, gifted me with their dazzling smiles, and mounted the stairs to the observation room. The place reminded me of an operating theater at a medical school. I had no idea psychiatrists had such things.

  The door closed, and I was alone again with Lorenzo, although not in private. Somehow, that didn’t matter. I’d made my decision, signed the contract, and I was in for it, whatever it was.

  He stepped close and leaned down to me.

  “I’m going to take your cherry now, Brie. Let me help you onto the table.”

  It wasn’t at all how I imagined my first time, but it helped that he was so sexy. I didn’t even know his first name. He lifted me in his arms like I weighed no more than a bag of groceries and set me on the exam table.

  He undressed me, taking his time and smiling with approval as he pulled my sweaters off together to reveal the cleavage shoved into a deep line by my compression bra.

  His lips grazed my forehead as he reached behind me. The almost bear hug resulted in him unclasping my bra and peeling it off my big breasts.

  “Nature was so generous here.” He grinned. “Let’s get your slacks and panties out of the way.”

  I undid them, laid back, and we worked them off. The forum was large, but warm enough, and I was grateful for the dimmed lights. Odd enough to be naked with a man for the first time, being naked in a big auditorium on campus was surreal and kind of creepy. What if a security guard walked in? The shrinks would be fired, and I’d be expelled, that’s what. Or if this was a movie, they’d bribe the guard or kill him. If if was an adult movie, the guard would join in, and it would turn into a gang bang.

  I gripped the edge of the table. Lorenzo unzipped. He didn’t take his clothes off, not even his lab coat. Well, he was the doctor, I was the experimental subject. Huge power difference. My nudity emphasized that.

  The doctor went commando. He freed his big erection, pulled his pants down and stepped so close to me his cock nudged my inner thigh. It felt warm and velvety. It drooled on me.

  Lorenzo looked at me with appreciation, his pupils huge as he drank me in from my hair to my feet, taking his time on my voluptuous breasts, trimmed V, plush hips and thighs. His hands followed. The electrical thrills rushed through me, making me more wet.

  “You’re lovely, Brie. So beautiful.”

  He pulled me into his arms and planted a kiss right on my mouth.

  Took me so much by surprise, I shook in his grip on the edge of the exam table. His tongue slipped into my mouth and I came alive like sleeping beauty, kissing him back for all I was worth.

  Maybe this was part of the experiment, but I sure as hell was going to ride with it. Every girl on campus wished she was getting this from the university’s hottest shrink.

  He excited me with his tongue and passionate kissing while his hands caressed my breasts. So amazing. Instead of groping like guys my age who acted like they got weaned too soon, he paid attention to my pleasure. He explored me with slow moves, mesmerizing and erotic as he stroked and teased all over my breasts, making his way to my nipples.

  My nipples reached full aching hardness before he touched them.

  He gave them a gentle pinch, then twisted them a little.

  I gasped. He did it again, like adjusting an old radio dial, a full twist to each one. I arched, gasping. It kind of hurt, but it felt amazing, shooting right to my clit.

  “You’re wonderful, Brie. Beautifully responsive. Don’t hold back. I want to make you feel good.” He kissed me again.

  His sensual mouth made me woozy. He could kiss me all night if he wanted to.

  “You feel so good.” I wrapped my arms around him. Without thinking about it, I spread my legs wide.

  His strong hands explored my sides, my hips, squeezed my ass. He lifted me so easily I felt like a slender dancing girl, the kind who got swung by her partner in the movies.

  I never felt so unselfconscious about my body before. It didn’t even bother me the other shrinks were watching.

  He slid his fingers along my pussy lips. Those long fingers were as sensitive as they looked, sliding between my folds, teasing me with a slow and gentle touch that had me panting and eager. He teased my clit, exploring to discover how I liked to be touched. He felt so masterful, it reminded me of watching a master violinist. He was playing me.

  Sounds came out of my mouth in response. Sounds I never heard before. It felt so good.

  His kiss
became more ardent. If we knew each other better, that kiss would make me believe he loved me.

  A tear slid down my face.

  Without missing a beat on my clit, he licked my tear away. He kissed the corner of my lips, my jawline, my throat. He kissed my shoulder and upper arm. He circled my breast with tiny, butterfly light kisses that made my nipples go hard again. He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and flicked on it with his talented tongue.

  I moaned. I couldn’t help it. It felt wonderful. My clit felt hard and tender.

  He sucked my other nipple, his licks coming faster, his thumb working the pleasure spot on the side of my clit.

  I rocked my hips in his rhythm. The man owned me, this was it, this was all I knew about sexual desire, this right here at the mercy of Lorenzo’s hands and mouth.

  His other hand caressed my ass and zeroed in to tease my asshole. I tensed up, but he was so gentle, I relaxed.

  He probed my pussy with his finger.

  “So wet. Good, Brie.” He smiled. “You’re beautiful, so beautiful, and full of the desire I crave. Let me pleasure you.” He guided me to lie back on the medical table.

  “Yes, yes, please.”

  If he kept at my clit much longer, I was going to come. I gripped the sides of the table so hard my fingers ached. I felt like I might fly off.

  He kissed my belly and down my pubic hair. His tongue slipped right into my pussy and slid up and down my lips, playing me the way his fingers had. He drove me crazy, licking me every place but my clit.

  I grabbed his hand and bucked my pussy at his mouth, getting his tongue right where I needed it. I laid back, shocked at myself.

  He continued, his tongue finding and tormenting my sweet spot.

  Oh, damn, oh damn. He got me good. I raised my hips, all my muscles tensing, my body about to go off. He made me come with his tongue right there. Cries rose out of me and my body arched higher, driving at his mouth, out of control as all my muscles and the depth of pleasure in my pussy released.

  I collapsed.

  “It’s time for the next part of your treatment.” His low voice and sexy accent made me tingle.

  He got between my legs on the table, pushing my thighs wide open with his knees. His thick, long cock entered my drenched opening. I was too wasted from coming my brains out to do anything but accept it. It struck me his cock was bare. I remembered the contract.

  It felt amazing, his velvety cock skin opening me for the first time. He went slow, filling me, stretching me. I ached, so small under his big cock.

  I wanted it. I bit my lip and willed my pussy to take all he had. He powered it through, breaking me open to fit his cock. I yelped. I glowed from taking it all. He felt too big for me, but that didn’t matter. Lorenzo had his cock up me all the way. He punched my V card.

  Oh, damn. I shuddered under him, close to coming again from the thrill of it.

  He leaned down and kissed me so thoroughly all my senses came alive to the feel of him.

  “You’re so good, Brie. So delicious and beautiful and good. You’re so responsive to treatment, you’re giving me great pleasure.” He slid his thumb over my lip. “This next part’s for me. Be brave, love. I want to fuck you hard now.”

  My hole flinched on him. I nodded. I wanted him.

  “Yes, doctor, please fuck me hard.” I whispered. I wanted to please him.

  He grinned. He arched back and powered his hips forward. He rammed me, hitting bottom on every stroke.

  I lost my mind. Nothing existed but his huge cock slamming into me.

  He grabbed my hips with both hands and pinned me to keep me from sliding up the table from the force of his strokes.

  I lay helpless under him, the receptacle for his lust. I reveled in it. Sensations ripped through me, twinges from my broken hymen, intense stretching inside, ripples of feelings all through my body, shooting out like lines of light. I couldn’t stand it. I grabbed him in my arms and raked his back with my nails.

  He howled. His cock pushed upward, hitting me so good inside.

  I dug my heels into his ass to encourage him. It thrilled me he wasn’t gentle, that he let his beast loose to ravage me. It’s what excited me the most in the steamy books I read.

  “Oh, yes. Yes, doctor, yes.” He ground his cock as deep as it would go, hitting all the tender spots he’d made inside from his power fuck. I bit my lip and held on. He arched back and thumbed my clit, pumping in short, deep, hard strokes, making me feel him through my womb to my heart.

  He bit my throat and growled, hurting me and thrilling me as he shot.

  I clung to him and came as his seed spurted up my womb.

  “Oh, doctor.”

  “Beautiful Brie. He released my throat and kissed me.

  I tasted my abraded flesh on his lips. I shuddered on him in aftershocks that shook my entire body.

  He moaned as my pussy continued to milk his cock.

  “You’re fantastic, Brie. Wonderful. You please me so much.” He kissed me with his full attention.

  I wished he’d hold me like this the rest of his life. I let go of him and dug my nails into my palms to keep from crying. I probably had his flesh under my nails. With a shock I realized I raked the hell out of the professor’s back while he fucked me. Damn. The man made me lose control.

  “Are you ready for more treatments, Brie?” He kissed my neck.

  “Yes, Dr. Lorenzo.”

  “Gentlemen, join us now.”

  Just like my fantasy when I read the application, his two distinguished colleagues joined him in surrounding my naked body, their tented pants making their desire evident. The experiment seemed to be working.

  “You’re doing wonderfully, Brie. Keep riding your desire.” Dr. Wright’s approval warmed me.

  Dr. Keene came closer and freed his erection. His cock moved by itself as though it was leading the way to me. I stared, mesmerized, like I was the snake being charmed.

  “I’m ready to give her a deep treatment and a load of medicine.” The handsome Black shrink flashed a radiant grin.

  Lorenzo looked from the big black cock to me.

  “Mm, this does present a challenge.” He opened a drawer in the exam table and pulled out a big pump bottle. He put it on an instrument table.

  Dr. Keene went for it. The pumping made an obscene sound and he slicked lube all over his thick, veiny erection.

  His cock was so black I couldn’t think of anything in nature to compare it to. I couldn’t stop looking at it. The size and the color both stunned me. Lorenzo was big, but the Black shrink’s cock looked impossible.

  He kept pumping lube and stroking, coating that monster with a thick layer of thick lube.

  “Roll over and get up on your knees, beautiful Brie.” Lorenzo guided me up. “His favorite position is doggy style. Good thing for you. It will be easier for you to take that way. The thing is, he’s going to fuck you in the ass.”

  The blunt words coming from my refined doctor’s mouth shocked me as much as the idea of the act. Seriously? He meant for his colleague to ass-fuck me with his enormous black cock? This couldn’t be happening.

  But I loved what Lorenzo did to me and hoped he’d do it again and again. And I signed a contract. I stayed put on my elbows and knees, my round ass arched up for the next act of desire.

  Doctor Keene used medical wipes to clean his hands. He stroked my ass.

  “This is one, fine, full, beautiful white ass.”

  Blessed be men who appreciated a big woman.

  He reached under and caressed my breasts. He squeezed them, easy, then harder. He rolled my nipples between his fingers and made me gasp. He planted his lush lips on my ass. He bit me.

  I yelped. I blushed because I loved it.

  He smacked my ass.

  I jumped. My ass heated and stung from his blow.

  He smacked the other cheek. He rained hard slaps on my ass. Hell, the man was spanking me. He didn’t stop. He got into it like a musician who just found the drum h
e’d always dreamed of.

  His sensual blows went right to my pussy, rebounding in my tender hole, making me hot again, making my sensitive clit poke out. I rocked my hips and Lorenzo gave me his hot smile and went to work on my clit. Were they trying to kill me with pleasure?

  I climbed to another come.

  Doctor Keene grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his cock. My tight asshole gave in to his well-lubed erection. He slowly impaled me with the force of his powerful arms. The breath went out of me. I hung there in shock. Lights flashed behind my eyes. I couldn’t make a sound or inhale. That inanely huge intruder in my tight ass had complete control of me. The strong Black shrink gave another yank and my ass took the rest of his spear, my cheeks mashed hard against him, held in place my his huge arms.

  I couldn’t do anything but take it. I wanted to please them all, but it was so intense. Tears ran down my cheeks.

  Lorenzo worked my clit harder, pushing me back up the hill.

  “Fuck you,” I yelled, out of my mind from the intense impalement. It was like some medieval torture. I felt too weak to move.

  Doctor Keene eased back. Sliding slow and gentle.

  I burned inside, my anal ring burned, everything burned. I just lost another cherry.

  “You are so fucking hot,” Lorenzo whispered in my ear.

  I wanted to bite his face, but his words went right to my clit. His thumb knew just how to take me. I cried out, so close.

  He grabbed my face and ravished my mouth, his passion consuming me and putting me into full heat.

  I was powerless with this man. I came, I came so hard I cried and my pussy gushed. I shook all over.

  Keene roared, grabbed my breasts, squeezing them hard, pulling me down his shaft. With a mighty shove he rammed all the way up my ass and emptied his balls inside me.

  “Damn.” I collapsed, my muscles as limp as noodles. Nothing held me up but Doctor Keene’s strength.

  “Yeah, damn, hot damn.” He slid out with great care and used a wipe on me. “You are one luscious subject. Doctors, I think we’re going to have to give her a lot more treatments.”