John Kellerman - Auntie with the hots

"Uhhhhh," she moaned, pumping her hips with abandon. A tingling glow spread quickly through her pubes and down both thighs. Her belly heaved as she tried to keep control and couldn't.

"I'm going to spread you a little now," Phil said. He sounded very tense. "To see just how much expansion you've got."

"Nhhuuuhh! Ohhhhh, Goddamn!"

"Are you in pain, Beth?"

"Nhoooo. Feels good… wonderful!"

"I'll try and get this over with as soon as possible." Phil sounded like he was coming unglued. She didn't want him to feel like that. She wanted him to…

"Phil. Do it to me!"

"Beg pardon?"

"Make love to me! Right here! Right now!"

Phil had just expanded the instrument to stretch her soft tube to its fullest. The sensation was of having something like a cock inside her. But not quite. She thought of the hard lump she'd seen in her doctor's pants. Why couldn't he give her some of that. God knows she needed it worse than any medicine in the world.

"Beth… my God, I can't do something like that." He slipped the instrument out of her.

Beth pushed herself up and got her legs out of the metal stirrups. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard. Her thighs were still parted and the darker inner membranes swelled out with glistening invitation. She could smell her clean, musky perfume too. The aroma that rose from her whenever she felt like this.

"I don't need a prescription," she sighed, putting his hand down against her. "I need affection. Love. I need you."

"Goddamn," Phil interrupted. His finger had just slid down her crevice. She saw him pull it back. His knuckles glistened with her juice. He turned toward the door.

"Look at me!" she cried, pumping her ass up and down on the table. "You said I'm beautiful and desirable. Don't you want to do it?"

"That's not the point," he said, coming over. He stayed just out of her reach. "I'm a medical doctor. This would be…"

"It would be exactly what I have to get. Or I'm going to lose my mind." She caught his hand again and pulled him close. She could see that Phil wanted her. He was shaking hard. She unzipped his fly and dug frantically. He continued to stand there by the examination table as she fished his hot, moist prick out into her palm. It wasn't anywhere near as big as Cal's. It didn't scare her. It was quite a bit more slender and not so thick. She moaned and put her tips against the blue-tinged glans. Phil tried to say something. Instead he just petted her head with both hands.

"Ohhh, I want it! I want it bad!" She covered his cocktip with feverish kisses. She saw that a little of her lipstick had become smeared on the white, veined shaft.

"I don't know what to say," Phil stammered. She had both her hands on him now, sucking and kissing.

"Don't say anything. Just give me what I need!"

Beth's heart danced when she saw him reach to the intercom and thumb the button.

"Hold all my calls, Barbara. I'll be in private consultation for a little while." He locked the door and came over to her again. His fingers trembled so badly that he couldn't get his belt undone.

"Ohhhh hurry!" Beth whined, pumping her trim, boyish hips up and down. Phil turned the fluorescent light out. But it still smelled antiseptic and fresh in the small room. Beth didn't care what it smelled like. Anyway her musky pussy was changing everything very quickly. Phil had his pants off now. She loved the way his blond pubic curls framed his balls and cock. She opened her legs for him and he moaned and kissed her pussy. She would've liked more of that but she wanted to come with a cock in her.

"You're so beautiful!" Phil whispered, kissing her chin and cheek. Then their mouths were pressing hard together. She sucked at his tongue like a wild animal. He felt of her breasts tenderly and then more urgently. She could tell that he was admiring the firmness, the smallness of them. Phil's wife had big ones. Maybe a guy liked a little variety. He pulled one gently between his teeth and began to feast on the nipple. She arched her back and let him feel her nails at the nape of his neck.

"Yuuhh, Phil!"

Her fingers grasped between his thighs. She could feel the heft of his prick. It was so hot and hard. She'd always shied away from a man's organ before. Why was she so ready this time? Except for the fact that he was a little smaller. And he was a doctor. Her juiced overflowed again and she jacked the skin of his cock up and down, pulling him closer. His cocktip fit into her swollen crevice and a surge of juice dripped down her bottom and onto the table.

"You are small," he breathed, not sounding at all like a doctor now. "So I have to be careful."

"Just do it to me! Just fuck me!" She bit his ear as he pushed his hips forward. His cocktip seemed to be stretching her, pushing her plump halves apart. Her hole opened and then closed back against the smooth, streamlined shape of his glans. The smack of her juices being smeared over his flesh made Beth shiver with want.

"I don't want to hurt you," he insisted, holding back now.

"Ohhh God! Do it! Just shove it in!"

Phil eased forward again. Her hole spasmed, forcing the hot tip back. She dug her nails into the meat of his ass and growled. Phil seemed uncertain as to what to do. He tried to force his glans through the muscular ring. Her juices were flooding out now, dripping down his shaft. Beth rubbed the lubrication in with her fingertips as she kept jacking his shaft to keep him against her, to keep him wanting her. It had to work! It just had to!

"Ohhhhh, I want to be fucked so bad!" she cried, her black hair flailing over the table as she tossed her head in frustration. She sucked her belly in sharply under her ribs as if to pull the doctor's cock up into her body that way. But still her muscles wouldn't relax.

"You're still afraid," Phil said against her ear. "Something in your head is lighting me."

"Then fight back!" she cried. "Rape me! If it's the only way just go ahead and rape me!"

"I might hurt you."

"Damn it Phil, don't be afraid of hurting me. I've been hurting all my life. I'd rather be hurt by your lovely cock than die without knowing what it was like."

She dug her nails into his ass again, then slipped her fingers around to pull at him. Phil began to press forward harder. Her muscles tightened, guarding the door to her virginity. She felt ashamed and sorry. She had no cherry to break and yet it seemed harder than was normal for any woman to receive a man.

"Yes!" she cried, feeling the pain now as his glans bulged with excitement. He was wedging the slickened shape deeper into her hole! Her muscles were being forced back. Her dripping vulva pulsated with a tinge she couldn't describe. She bucked with jerking, spasmodic movements as he gritted his teeth and tried to drive into her. Then the pain made her feel faint and there was a popping, sliding sound.

"God, it's so tight!" Phil grunted. "You're strangling the head of my cock off. But I'm inside now."

"Ohhhhhh shit!" Beth babbled, touching him in a dozen places at the same time. She petted his back, rubbed his sides, touching his pulsing cock and balls. Her palms cupped each of his muscled ass cheeks, petting them like separate animals. The pain was constant now. But she had the cock of a man inside her body! She had actually been fucked. Two inches worth. But fucked.

"Ohhhh God. Ohhhh Jesus, keep doing it Phil."

"You're so hot and tight inside… it's hard to keep from coming, Beth." He kissed her mouth hard. He was grinding his hips down hard against hers. But his cock had slipped only a little deeper since first forcing through the ring of muscles. She flopped her body under his, rubbing her hard, sensitive breasts up against his chest. He kissed her mouth again and again. The heat was rising in him. She could feel the tension in his groin.