Jerry Milner - The lady plays doctor

"Yes. Of course. What normal woman doesn't enjoy cunnilingus?" she said, trying hard to get hold of herself.

"You like it when some handsome bastard with a big flicking tongue sucks your cunt, cunt? You really go for cuntlappers?" he said, toying with his finger around the opened lips of her cunt.

It was awful hearing her words thrown back at her. It made her ashamed, and at the same time it started little twinges of wicked excitement flowing again. "I told you," she said, "enjoyment of cunnilingus is normal for a woman."

"But I did it ten times better than a man or little nurses. Is that right, Joyce?" he said, still moving.

Joyce moaned and tried to close her leg. "I didn't, I was… fantasizing"

"If that excites you, you won't have to fantasize around here. My receptionist, Miss Beresford, she likes to lick cunt. She's bisexual. She'd give that pretty little twat of yours a licking you wouldn't soon forget. She'd suck your cunt for you. She'd kiss this pretty little box till you came as good as you did for me."

"Don't… talk like that," she said, starting to breathe hard again, feeling the champagne bubbles tingling in her bloodstream once more. "I didn't mean any of the things I said."

"You got all the nurses at medical school to go down on you, did you? Those stupid little nurses, all impressed by your medical talent, impressed enough for you to get them to suck your cunt. Did you eat them too, Joyce? Do you like licking cunt as much as you like having yours licked for you?"

"No, no, no," she moaned. "It wasn't like that at all." She was getting quite hot again. It was his fingers, and the smell of his male body so close beside her as she lay there giddy and confused on the table. "It was just one time. Months and months ago. An impromptu party. Too much wine. We played strip poker, and there was some horseplay. Nothing more. Oh, Doctor. Oh, Phil. Do it to me now. I'm so ready. I'll be good to you."

"Do what?" he said, twiddling her cunt again, reawakening all her vigorous lusts before they had a chance to properly escape for a while. "Lick your twat some more? I've had about enough of that."

"No, fuck me," she murmured. "Fuck my cunt," she said, and she smiled and took her hands from her face, wanting to see him now to add to the lust that as already wonderfully out of control again.

"You be good to me flint," he said, and the smile froze on her face, for there was his cock, staring her right in the face.

The sight of Dr. Morgan's cock startled Joyce, but only for a moment. He'd dropped his pants and now its big rosy bead, wet with his seminal oozing, was through the doctor's white coat. It was a big cock, a long one with a robustly sized head on it. Its little mouth was gaping wide at her, as if it were silently screaming for her pussy, just as her pussy was silently screaming for that big hot cock to be in it. His lingers, still smoothly moving aver the slick surfaces of her cunt, couldn't begin to give her the pleasure that cock could. Even the doctor's wonderful tongue wouldn't be as good as that cock in her once he slid it in her cunt and worked it in and out.

"Yes, I'll be good to you," Joyce murmured to the big prick there before her eyes, and reached up with one trembling hand to touch it.

It was hot and hard, just as she knew it would be. It was thicker to the touch than it looked. It would stretch her cunt, hurt her at first, but even the pain would be pleasure to her after her months of sexual abstinence. It throbbed in her hand, just like her cunt was throbbing and pulsing under the doctor's teasing fingers.

"I'll be good to your beautiful cock. Just get it in me and fuck the shit out of me," she said, her cultured voice almost a growl now in her dizzily mounting need.

"Suck it first. Eat me like I ate you," he said, and shoved it at her over the examination table.

The foreskin peeled further back in her hand. The already taut skin of the knob grew even tauter under her grip as it came at her face, at her mouth. Joyce had never sucked a man off before. Each and every time she'd had sex, her pussy had been in such crying need to be filled that she'd simply climbed on the man's cock without even stopping to suck on it first. She had thought about sucking cock, however. The idea of it wasn't totally repugnant to her, but neither did it hold much appeal to her. In her opinion, it was simply a way of pleasing a man, something very nice to do for the man she would someday love. And now here she was with a man who was almost a total stranger to her, his cock mere indict from her mouth, and looming ever closer.

She could smell it, rich and rank and meaty, and yet at the same time with a deeply permeating aroma that she couldn't identify, but that she could feet dear down to her toes. She could see it, she could smell it, and then she could taste it as she opened her mouth to protest and it was pushed in through her lips before she could utter more than a whimper.

Her first sensation was that of its silken texture. Then all at once she was bit with its warmth, its life, and the taste of it, oh, the taste of it! Gone was the rankness and present was that deeply permeating flavor making her taste buds tinge and her mouth water for more of it. She rolled ova on her side, little tits lolling on her chest under the rumpled smock. She took a good hold on it and sucked.

"Easy, baby, easy," he cautioned, and she made herself ease back lest she damage this wonderfully precious thing. It was so strong, yet so fragile and delicate. She'd anticipated such pleasure from it once it was inserted in her cunt, and already it was giving her a flew kind of pleasure that was satisfying enough in itself.

"That's right," he said, stroking her head, sliding it in and out of her mouth through her pursed lips. "Nice and easy. And lick it. Lick my cockhead like I licked your little cunt, Joyce. Yeah, you're a good cocksucker, kid," he said as he tickled her cunt with his fingers and tickled her tongue with his cock. "This is one doctor's office where you'll get some good training. Teach you to suck me off and drop your pants for a hot fuck whenever I feel like one. Teach you how to take it up your pretty little butt hole and like it. Yeah-h-h-h-h, between me and Emily, we'll teach you a lot of things, you hot little nymphomaniac of a doctor. And you'll love it. You'll love every bit of it. Just like you love getting fucked in the mouth, baby. Between me and Miss Beresford, we'll keep your pussy raw, and you'll love every minute of it. Right? Am I right?" His hands demanded in answer. One was pinching her tit and the other was pinching her nipple. It was painful, it was demanding an answer, and it thrilled Joyce to the core when she reverently nodded her head yes as she sucked the doctor's big hot cock.

"My balls. Kiss my balls," he said.

Her lips tried to follow his cockhead as it was withdrawn from her panting mouth. Everywhere in her body she was seething with hunger for more, mow of his cock, more of the insane excitement that was coursing and bunting so magnificently in her now.

His prick slid across her face, under her nose and over her lips, and she writhed in an ecstasy of hot desire for more of this lust that was overcoming her. His balls, soft and hot and hairy, kissed her cheek, and she turned her head and clasped them to her lips with her hand. The smell of him was everywhere now, filling her brain, taking over her being as she pelted his big nuts with worshipful kisses. Madness had taken her over and she welcomed it. She was coming, not just in her cunt, but everywhere in her body, and every moment more, more, more.

"Lick my balls. Think about the good stuff inside 'em, and lick my nuts," he told her.

"Mmmmm! Nnnng!" The sweaty rich taste of his nuts we enough to drive her crazy, and their warmth added further to her wildness. Her body was shuddering and arching on the table while she kissed up under his nut sac copiously, sex juice running down to make her asshole itch even more. He'd said he would fuck her there, and just the thought of that now made her asshole open up like a flower. He was still tweaking her nipples and diddling her twat, gazing down at her with easy masculine scorn showing through the lust on his face, knowing she couldn't help herself now, knowing how much she loved it all. She just went on kissing aid sucking his heavy balls, holding onto his cock with both hands, hoping it would never end.