“I’m a cunt licker,” the girl said.
Joan jumped, her eyes widening.
“What… what did you say?” she mumbled.
“I said I’m a cunt licker,” the girl said firmly. “I eat cunt. You know what that means, surely.”
Joan found herself nodding her head. This was crazy, she thought. But the tension of sexual desire seemed heavy in the small waiting room. Her cunt was burning as it never had before. She wanted to fling her legs apart and claw at her own cunt, and if it had not been for the tight jeans, she suspected she would have done so.
“You want to get sucked?” the girl asked bluntly. “I suck cunt real good.”
“No… no, thank you,” Joan whispered politely, wondering what was wrong with her.
She saw the girl slide the crotch of her panties to one side, showing her cunt. It was beautiful, Joan thought. The cunt hair was silky and thick, the lips of her pussy thick and wet. The girl used both her hands to part the hairy cuntlips, showing her steamy, rigid clit. She slipped a finger into her cunt and began to fingerfuck slowly, without any shame on her face.
“Are you sure?” the girl whispered. “The doctor will be some time with your son, and I especially love to suck a mother’s cunt.”
Joan didn’t reply. She was fascinated to see this pretty young girl fingering her pussy.
The girl pulled her hands away and stood up. She came to Joan, sitting in a chair next to her. Joan trembled as the girl put her arm about her shoulders, but she didn’t protest. The girl tipped her head up by the chin, and Joan gasped when she felt those hot, moist lips on hers. She felt the girl’s tongue pressing at her lips, and then the tongue was inside her mouth. At the same time, a hand cupped her tit, and a gurgle came from her throat. The girl squeezed her tit tenderly, feeling of it.
“Nice,” the girl whispered into Joan’s ear, the tip of her tongue licking slowly. Joan sat still when the girl moved her hand into her blouse, shoving her bra away. When she had Joan’s tit free, she leaned down and ran her tongue in a hot, wet circle about the stiffening nipple. As the girl sucked gently on her tit, she found her hand being pulled, the girl had worked her own skirt up, and the warmth of a bare thigh was on Joan’s palm. She felt the girl pulling her hand upward, felt her licking and sucking on her tit, and she couldn’t stop it. Her hand was pressed into the crotch of the girl’s panties, and the wet heat seemed to envelop Joan.
“Lovely titties,” the girl whispered as she opened Joan’s blouse. “Beautiful titties.”
The girl kissed each of Joan’s tits in turn, then slipped to the floor on her knees. Joan sobbed once as the girl began to unzip her jeans. She wanted to stop this now, yet she didn’t.
Her jeans opened, and now Joan wished she had worn panties. The girl held her jeans open, her tongue running along Joan’s quivering stomach, into the mass of pussy hair. She felt the tickling sensation as the girl tried to work her way downward, but the jeans stopped her. Getting to her feet, the girl took hold of Joan’s hand.
“Come over here,” she said in a whispery voice.
Joan found herself responding, almost in a daze. She was taken to the desk, but before sitting on it, the girl shoved her jeans down to her feet.
“Oooh, beautiful,” the girl murmured, running her hands up and down Joan’s curvy hips and smooth thighs. “So beautiful. I love a beautiful cunt. I bet you have a juicy pussy.”
Joan found herself sitting on the desk, watching with unfocused eyes as the girl pulled one leg of her jeans off a foot. The girl parted Joan’s legs, moving her face between them. Her tongue licked lightly at the inner surfaces of Joan’s thighs. Joan began to whimper, but not with distaste. She whimpered with anticipation of that tongue on her pussy.
“You smell good, too,” the girl murmured, sliding her tongue along Joan’s thigh.
Joan jumped when the girl pressed her mouth into her cunt, kissing it with a wet heat. Holding Joan’s thighs, the girl began licking her tongue up and down Joan’s cunt, flicking at the distended clit.
“Oh, my God!” Joan whimpered, her eyes rolling in her head. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her that she was giving in, and so fast. “Oooh, God!”
She looked down at the girl, seeing her gleaming hair, the eyes closed. The girl held her hips, stroking them lightly as her tongue began to swirl about the juicy cunt slit. The wicked tongue scraped up and down, from the base of Joan’s cunt to the tip of her throbbing clit. When the girl closed her soft, hot lips about her clit and began sucking almost tenderly on it, Joan whimpered sad pulled her legs up. Draping them over the girl’s shoulder, she squeezed her silky thighs against the girl’s face, her ass beginning to move.
“Oh, yes,” Joan hissed, racking her hips up and down, feeling the girl’s tongue slid about her bubbling cunt. “Oh, G… yes!”
The girl moaned softly as her tongue dipped back and forth, probing between the hairlined lips of Joan’s pussy. The tongue flicked and fluttered along each puffy, juicy lip of Joan’s pussy, sucking away the wetness. Joan’s ass moved up and down slowly, making tight circles of delight. She stared down her body, seeing the girl’s nose buried, pressing into the thick cunt hair. Not once did the girl open her eyes. Joan felt her hands caressing the smooth curves of her ass, her hips, as the tongue licked and teased.
The girl drew back about half an inch, gurgling sounds coming from her. She opened her mouth wide, then pressed her lips into Joan’s cunt again, sucking. The sensation sent a ripple of ecstasy through Joan’s body. It felt to her as if the girl was sucking every drop of cunt juice from her body.
“Oh, yes, yes!” Joan hissed, grinding her pussy into the girl’s mouth. In the back of her mind, she told herself this was crazy, insane, but her body, her cunt, told her different. She glanced toward the door to the doctor’s office. It could open at any time, and she would be caught here. Caught on the receptionist’s desk, her pants dangling from one foot, legs wide, grinding her cunt into this exquisitely lovely girl’s sucking mouth.
She was afraid of being caught, but her pussy was guiding her now. The ecstasy of the girl’s lips and tongue made the fear fade.
The girl suddenly fucked her tongue into Joan’s cunt.
“Ohhh!”
The girl’s tongue fucked deep, very deep. It seemed impossible for a tongue to be so long, yet it seemed to be touching the very depths of her body. The tongue licked at the wet, satiny walls of her cunt, drew back and swirled about her distended clit wickedly. Joan humped her ass up, squealing softly, trying not to make much noise.
The ecstasy grew swiftly as the girl sucked and licked at her cunt. The tongue seemed to be everywhere at the same time — inside her cunt, lapping the puffy, hairy pussy lips, twisting about Joan’s intensely inflamed clit. She hunched her ass up, grinding into the girl’s face. Her fingers curled around the edges of the desk, gripping until her knuckles were white. She was gasping and mewling, twisting her head from side to side.
“Oooo, you’ll… ahhh, so good!” Joan moaned. “Your tongue… so deep!”
The girl ran her tongue into Joan’s cunt, twisting it in circles. Her hands held the cheeks of Joan’s ass, stroking it, caressing it. The touches on her ass excited Joan as much as the tongue did. Squeezing her hot, smooth thighs tightly about the girl’s head, she bucked her hips up and down, fucking the girls tongue, groaning as her orgasm began boiling someplace deep inside her body. She turned loose of the desk, her hands rushing to the girl’s head. She pulled the cunt-eating face tightly into her pussy, churning her ass in circles.
“More,” she whimpered. “Oooo, give me more! P… please, harder!”
The girl curled her fingers into Joan’s ass cheeks, squeezing them, her tongue thrusting back and forth like a cock, tonguefucking Joan. The swifter the tongue fucked her, the better the ecstasy. Joan had to stuff the knuckles of her hand into her mouth to keep from screaming wildly. Her cunt had never felt so sensitive before, the pleasure never so good.
The girl kneeling between Joan’s thighs was breathing heavily, the heat of her breath searing the curls of Joan’s cunt. The fingers tightened on Joan’s ass. Joan felt a finger near her puckered asshole. There was a fire growing between her long, slim thighs, a fire that was threatening to consume her.
“I’m about to… ahhh, deeper! Go deeper! Yes, yes… deep and hard! Do it fast… lick me hard and fast! I think I’m going to… come!”
The girl moaned, pressing her mouth hard into Joan’s hairy cunt, her tongue darting in and out rapidly. Joan bucked and twisted mindlessly. She was again clutching the girl’s head, pulling her face as tight as she could into her cunt, her ass grinding furiously. The moist sounds of the girl’s sucking mouth seemed so loud in the small waiting room.
Joan bit into her bottom lip as her impending orgasm became almost more than she could stand. The ecstasy was driving her out of her mind. She was so close to coming, so very close.
Suddenly, her crotch jerked, smashing her cunt into the girl’s face. The eruption was unbelievable. Every inch of Joan’s slender body exploded with the most intense ecstasy she had ever experienced. She cried out as she came, her cunt gripping in tight contractions about the girl’s thrusting tongue. She felt a pressure against her asshole, and a sob of pleasure came from her when the girt unexpectedly rammed her finger up her ass. This unusual sensation triggered another orgasm in Joan, and she began to sob with the intense explosions. She was coming in such intense waves of ecstasy, she hardly realized this exquisite girl was fucking her in the ass with her finger as her tongue fucked her cunt.
As the orgasms began to fade, she was only vaguely aware when the girl slipped her finger out of her ass, when she pulled her tongue from the tightness of her cunt. She lay limply on the desk, mewling softly as the girl kissed and licked at her inner thighs, the tip of her tongue swirling up and down the sides of her cunt lips.
“So sweet,” the girl whispered, stroking her fingers through the cunt hair. “You have a sweet, hot cunt. And so juicy!”
The girl pressed her face once again into Joan’s still-twitching cunt, it. Then the girl stood, caressing her hands along Joan’s thighs to her stomach. Joan stirred, scooting off the desk and bending to pull her jeans on. The girl stroked her ass, then moved behind the desk as Joan pulled her jeans up and buttoned them, tugging the zipper upward.
She looked at the girl, who returned to her chair, sitting down primly. The girl ignored ha, and Joan began to wonder if it had really happened. She pecked under the desk, and the girl had her knees closed, her short white uniform skirt pulled down.
Impossible, she told herself. It was just a wild daydream. It didn’t happen at all…
CHAPTER TWO
Inside the doctor’s office, Billy sat on the examining table. His mother had just left, but his cock continued to stand up beneath his white Jockey shorts.
Nancy, the lovely doctor, stood back a pace or so, looking at him. Taking her stethoscope, she listened to his chest and lungs. She tapped his knees and elbows. She looked into his throat and ears. Her examination was swift and professional. Finished, she sat down at her small desk and wrote her findings in his chart. Billy watched her, his interest already aroused by looking up the receptionist’s skirt. He had not lost his hard-on during the physical.
As Doctor Nancy sat at the desk, the smock parted, exposing an expanse of a creamy thigh, halfway up. Billy’s eyes gazed there. From the corners of her eyes, she was watching the boy. Putting her pen down, she turned in the chair, facing him. Leaning on her elbow, she slumped, still looking at him with a supposedly professional interest. She saw a young boy, slim, but well nourished. He was good-looking, his chest hairless, as were his thighs.
Billy swung his feet back and forth. He wasn’t the least bit nervous, nor did he show any embarrassment because his cock was still hard.
Nancy ran her eyes up and down the boy’s body. She was interested in young boys Billy’s age, very interested. In fact, her interest in young boys was so great, she had difficulty keeping her hands off their bodies when she examined them. Sometimes she could touch them intimately with a pretense of medical interest, but she was very careful, choosing the boys that accepted it as part of her examination.
Looking at Billy, she thought he wouldn’t protest where she touched. He had a hard-on, already, which was a good sign to her. Looking at the clock, she saw she had kept Billy in her office longer than her allotted fifteen minutes. But her excitement was growing. She was sure his mother wouldn’t come barging in. She had been watching Joan and Billy for some time. Joan wore tight, sexy clothing, and Nancy was certain she understood Joan very well.
Joan was, she decided, starved for sex. She was just as certain that Joan, once aroused, would be wild with a man or woman. Nancy was also sure that Billy would not only enjoy the things she wanted to do with him, but that he would keep his mouth shut, too. He wouldn’t be like the last young boy, who had cried to his mother. The woman had been furious, threatening lawsuits and all kinds of things.
Nancy’s eyes dropped to Billy’s straining cock. She ran her tongue over her lips. She let her knees part, exposing a good expanse of her thighs. She saw Billy’s cock jerk, and a smile spread over her face. Billy was, she knew, very interested in looking at girls.
Billy looked between Doctor Nancy’s legs without shame. He could almost see all the way up. And he wanted to. Doctor Nancy read his expression, and smiled at him. Getting to her feet, she stood before him.
“Billy,” she said, her voice soft, “you’re in excellent health. There does, however, seem to be a slight problem. I can certainly fix it, though.”
She rested her warm palms on his thighs, and when she began to caress them, Billy’s body shivered.
“I’ll fix it, but you’ve got to promise never to tell, not even your mother,” she said.
“Why?” Billy asked innocently. “Because she might not understand,” Doctor Nancy said in a low, throaty voice. “I’ll fix the problem, but it must be between you and I, no one else.”
“Sure, Doctor Nancy,” Billy agreed. “You’ll have to remove your shorts.” Her hands had stroked up his thighs to his hips, and she began to pull his shorts down. She pulled them slowly, teasing herself. Her eyes stared down at his cock, her tongue licking across her lips. Billy lifted his ass. He wasn’t worried; he’d been naked in front of Doctor Nancy many times. His shorts caught on his cock, and Doctor Nancy paused.
“It will be our secret, okay?” Billy nodded, a grin on his face. Doctor Nancy slipped his shorts down, gasping as she saw his hard-on. Her hands trembled as she pulled his shorts from his feet. Tossing them onto her chair, she stood gazing at his cock, his young balls. Her tits swelled, nipples straining. Her cunt began seeping juices, her clit turning hard. Billy’s cock and balls were just what she desired. She didn’t care for men, only young boys. She preferred the boy not to have hair at the base of his cock, or on his balls. Yet, she wanted the boy to come, to squirt that delicious juice out of his balls, up his cock. There were not many, she had found that could come without some hair. But Billy.
His cock and balls were naked. His cock was beautiful, the cockhead smooth and swollen, shining. His little piss hole had a glistening drop of fluid on it. That was enough evidence to her that Billy could come. His precious balls looked full, too.
“Lie back, honey,” Doctor Nancy whispered, her voice barely controlled.
Billy lay back on the examining table, his cock standing straight up. Doctor Nancy rested a hand on his thigh, the other on his stomach. Her eyes glowed hotly at his cock.
“Now, Billy,” she whispered, “I’m going to fix this. Remember, you’re not to say anything about it. Promise?”
Billy nodded his head.
Doctor Nancy moved her hand up his thigh. She lightly probed a fingertip at his balls. Billy moaned as she closed her hand about his balls… She squeezed tenderly, making a soft gasping sound. Her hand moved up to his cock. Closing her fingers
about his hard-on, she pumped slowly, feeling the delicious heat of his prick, the beautiful way it throbbed in her fist.
“Beautiful,” she murmured. She cupped his balls again in her left hand, sliding her other hand downward. She closed her fist about his cock tightly. “Remember, Billy, not a word to anyone. I won’t fix this if you tell.”
“I won’t tell, Doctor Nancy,” Billy said, squirming his naked ass on the table. “I promise.”
Doctor Nancy began moving her hand up and down his cock, clinging to his balls with the other hand. She was making soft hissing sounds of pleasure. Billy watched the doctor’s hand jacking his cock.
“Are you gonna jack me off, Doctor Nancy?” he asked.
The doctor made a giggling sound, looking into his face. It pleased her that he wasn’t bashful. She squeezed his cock.
“Would you like that, honey?” she asked. Billy nodded, grinning widely, his young eyes shining. He lifted his ass, shoving his cock into Doctor Nancy’s fist. “I sure would!”
“Okay, baby,” she purred. “I’ll jack you off. I’d love to jack you off. You can come, can’t you?”
“Yes,” Billy grunted, squirming his ass about.
“Wonderful!” Doctor Nancy cooed, jerking her fist up and down his cock. She kept hold of his balls as she jacked him off, squeezing and tugging gently. The throbbing of his cock in her fist felt good, and her cunt began to swell between her thighs. She pressed against the table, her eyes hot on the head of his cock as she pumped her fist. “I love to watch a boy come. It excites me to see that creamy juice squirting. I’ll jack you off, honey. Ohhh, I’ll jack your cock off so good!”
What the doctor was saying excited Billy as much as what she was doing. His cock had never felt harder.
Doctor Nancy pounded her fist up and down, twisting it on his prick. She kept hold of his balls. She was breathing loudly, her lips parted, the tip of her tongue protruding.
“So hard,” she whispered. “Such a beautiful, hard cock. Oh, it’s going to be such fun to see you come, Billy!”
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