Story 4 #3
A thick-banded thong covered the girl’s delicate openings, as the skirt fell to the floor, drifting right past those impressive thighs.
Now, there she stood, in nothing but a lacy bra and striped cheekster thong. And what a picture she made! While Ashe looked terrific while clothed… stripping down to her current outfit made the doctor’s jaw drop several inches!
Breath blew heavily from his mouth for several seconds, until the man finally managed to close his trap. Still, the damage had been done. Every inch of that perfect body… right there for the taking. Made all the hotter by Ashe’s nervous motions and tiny throat clears.
“On the table,” he grunted.
“Over here, like this, sir?” The rotund hottie complied, while climbing onto the table.
“Feet in the stirrups,” he nodded.
She obliged him, looking to his eyes for approval. It’s not every day a woman is sat on an examination table, legs spread out wide, with her pussy on display.
“You know,” he smiled, stepping closer. “You didn’t have to take your clothes off.”
A rush of adrenaline hit Ashe all over, feeling the doctor’s presence just a few feet in front of her exposed, defenseless body. He’d just watched and waited as she took off her clothes?! …For no purpose?! Other than to, what? See her lusty body in a more scantily clad fashion?
Maybe the big, beautiful woman had wanted it to happen?
She wasn’t sure in this moment… Ashe tried to replay the previous events in her head.
And sure enough, the doctor never once told her to remove the clothes – she’d done so of her own free will and accord.
True, Dr. Longpole made no attempt to stop her.
But, would anyone blame the man? If this sexy woman began disrobing in front of you…
how many men might overcome their beastly nature to shout out STOP!
Also, not all of the blame can be cast on the intrigued man of medicine.
For it takes two to tango – and Ashe was all too willing, all too ready to rip those clothes off and show the doctor what lurked beneath.
Sheer perfection, if the pleased expression stretching across his face was any indication of his inner thoughts.
“I didn’t?” Ashe repeated, giggling a little. “Oh… Silly me.”
She spoke in the way people do when caught in an embarrassing situation, though they wish not to let their true mortification be known. Because, here the girl was, sitting atop the table with legs spread – as the doctor moved forward, now only several inches away from her most sensitive of parts!
“You look like you’ve experienced this before,” Dr. Longpole said, eyeing her figure.
“Had an exam??” Ashe whispered rather abruptly. She did so, because the doctor’s meaning had not been overly clear to her. Did he mean this or THIS?
Next, the man grabbed the stool and sat down on it, bringing his face even closer to that enticing entrance of Ashe’s.
The very one which had begun to have a bit of wetness form at the lips, leaking out ever so slightly onto her panties.
However, if she remained like this much longer, they’d be soaked in no time at all!
Not the most comforting of situations for a virgin girl to find herself in.
“Sure, we’ll start there,” he replied.
“Yes, I’ve had a few appointments, so I know how these stirrups work,” Ashe answered.
“Good, good,” he smiled. “Then you’re aware of how the examination goes?”
“Yes, I believe so,” the girl nodded.
“Well,” he grinned. “I don’t happen to have my speculum with me, but if you might indulge, I could do a quick little hand inspection – simply to ensure the height and positioning of the new stirrups.”
Ashe swallowed hard, allowing the man’s words to penetrate her brain and linger there for a while.
Was he really asking to touch her vagina?
! Did that seem necessary to check a stirrup positioning?
Hardly so! Even a man could lie down on the table and see if the angle, height and all that were in correct alignment.
Yet, as Ashe stared back at the doctor, a funny feeling came over her.
One that started at the base of her hips and pushed upward, right to the throbbing clit!
This whole scenario seemed even crazier and wilder than all of the romance novels she read about, and even the cheap smut books with the outlandish plots and unrealistic happenings.
Those were the absolute worst! Yes, this current happening had them all beat!
And somehow, Ashe couldn’t say no… Despite how stupid it all looked.
Regardless of the logical gaps needed to suspend her disbelief, Ashe just could not bring herself to say no.
Not with those impassioned peepers of Dr. Longpole’s darting from her pussy, to the tits, to her face and back again.
Eyeing her like a hungry wolf with an empty stomach, beneath a full moon.
No words were exchanged in the next moments of life, and yet, the two seemed to know precisely what each wanted.
“As you wish, sir,” Ashe closed her eyes.
“Good girl,” he intoned.
That’s when Ashe felt the warmth of his hand meet her outer thigh. His fingers held there, softly moving back and forth.
“So warm,” she heard him say.
The mere touch of his hand had sent Ashe’s brain into overdrive.
Somewhere along the line short-circuiting her ability to speak…
All the gorgeous girl managed to do was whimper.
Not a sad, painful whimper, no. This particular whimper held a much sexier bent to it.
The kind of whimper one does when being teased, or given just the tip of a nice, thick cock, and all the girl wants is more, more more!
Ashe’s body wished to lurch forward, forcing the doctor to explore more of her skin… but those damn stirrups held her legs out wide, preventing any lateral movement from happening. This meant Ashe gave a little wiggling of her ass. A carnal display of her wanton desires.
“I’ll set the pace here,” Dr. Longpole informed her in a stern tone.
“Yes, sir,” she answered, unaware where the words even came from. “It just feels so…”
The doctor’s hand moved farther toward Ashe’s pussy.
“Doctor…” She moaned, throwing back that beautiful head.
“You like how this feels, don’t you?” He asked in a way that said the answer was already known.
Ashe nodded, unable to speak. Having a handsome man’s hand inching its way closer and closer to your never-before-touched erotic hole can do that to a woman! The girl bit down on her lower lip, hoping to stifle a scream that would wake the dead.
Why was he going so slow?! She shouted in her head. Why doesn’t he just touch me?!
Desperate and eager… Ashe wanted this… no, she needed this!
But, the hot doc exercised extreme caution and a judicious measure of his movements.
Ensuring none were too fast, or too hard, or too abrupt.
Everything came into place exactly as it should.
Those greedy fingers continued rubbing and massaging toward the now drenched slit of Ashe.
There would be no way to hide her excitement now.
A heavy dampness flowed out onto her panties.
Some trickling south, clearly visible, if only her underwear was pulled slightly to one side.
For Dr. Longpole’s part… what patience and self-control he possessed!
Sitting there, staring at this virgin’s thick, curvy body – without thrusting his cock in immediately?
! That fact alone should get him top spot for a Nobel peace prize.
It was an act perhaps no other man on earth could duplicate, so tempting and so pure did Ashe look.
But, the doctor held no immunity to cravings of the flesh…
And it was in that moment he stuck a hand out to grab hold of Ashe’s left breast.
“Oooooh,” the girl moaned, instinctively trying to bring her legs together. But, again, those stirrups held her in place.
Nothing could be done, aside from enjoy the sensations and explorations of the chiseled man of medicine. Who now, by the way, began squeezing the tit a bit harder – putting as much of her boob into his hand as he could.
“The perfect size,” the doctor whispered, still kneading at the massive melon.
His words were true. The boobs, despite being large, still held a perkiness to them that even much smaller breasts could not match. They held high on her chest, with a fullness that inspired all sorts of naughty desires in the doctor.
“You are so beautiful,” he confessed, standing up between Ashe’s legs.
This way his weight shifted forward, allowing him to pin the girl down if need be.
Ashe felt, rightfully so, totally vulnerable to the man’s touch.
The doctor who liked to be in control. The sexy stranger who didn’t ask, but merely told.
“I can’t help myself around you, Ashe Plumpkins,” came his next confession.
With that, the doctor leaned forward and placed his lips on Ashe’s – and together, the two of them shared a passionate, unexpected, yet happily welcomed kiss – but, while this was going on…
Dr. Longpole’s other hand had worked its way over to the tight pussy!
With his mouth still pressed against hers, Dr. Longpole rubbed his fingers along that sensitive clit belonging to Ashe!
“Oh, god… Oh god!” Ashe whispered, opening her eyes to see the doc’s staring into hers.
“I want you, here and now, Ashe,” he grunted, putting a bit more pressure on her pleasure button. “You don’t get to taunt me like this… Stripping off those clothes, showing me your fucking hot as hell body, and spreading those thick legs for me… in my own office building!”
The words were spoken in that direct, domineering sort of way.
Not that Ashe wished to say anything to the contrary, mind you.
The girl’s body ached… it craved the man’s touch.
Feeling those warm fingers begin small, light and circular motions – massaging at Ashe’s clit with an expert touch.
So many sensations and emotions ran through her body, she all but fainted right there on the spot.
Tits being grabbed… mouth and lips sucked on, kisses on the throat and neck…
her pussy being played with in a teasing, almost maddening fashion.
“Please, sir, please…” She cried out in a hushed whisper.
Arching her back, shoving those sizable hips forward into his strong hand. But again, those stirrups kept her in place, allowing the doctor to do all the dirty deeds he might ever want.
“Please, what?” He asked, moving a hand to her throat, giving a light squeeze on the neck.